CHAPTER 10
ROMAN
“Uh huh. I’m just a little Omega begging for his Alpha's cock. You gonna fill me up, Alpha? Breed my needy hole?” Carter’s voice takes on a whole new cadence. I feel like I have unlocked some kind of fantasy for him. I don’t know what he's talking about. This Omega and Alpha stuff is over my head but if he wants me to fill his hole, breed him, he doesn't need to ask me twice. I’ll play right into his fantasy, because without realizing it, he's fulfilling mine.
I know he has mentioned bottoming for me before but I don’t think I really took him seriously. Terry never bottomed, hell he never even sucked my dick. So, little does Carter know, he kind of is my first. I’m fucking proud of myself for not nutting in his mouth when he told me to use him. How is it possible, that after everything that has happened in my life, that I stumble upon a guy like Carter Banks. Maybe his whole Karma thing has merit. After fifteen long years with only my hand and my imagination to keep me company, Carter is blowing my damn mind with his confidence and his filthy words, even if I don’t get half of it.
“Are you ready?” I ask, not being sorry for the impatience. “Because I need to be inside you, like yesterday.” I can already feel the telltale tingling at the base of my spine. Without needing any further prompting, he tosses me a condom and turns around to straddle my lap.
“I want to ride you, hope that’s okay with you.”
“Yesssss, ride me, my little Omega. Show me how much you want it.” Carter moans, hearing my words and that just confirms my suspicion about this being his fantasy. I must have an Alpha/Omega kink too. I’m going to need to research this later. I may not know what it is but it's hot.
I struggle for a moment with the wrapper, my hands are shaking. From arousal or nerves I’m not sure, but as soon as it’s on he pounces, pushing me back on the bed with his hands planted firmly on my chest and his ass grinding over my slicked-up cock.
“Hold on, Alpha, I’m going to rock your world, it’s never going to be the same again.” He has no idea how true his words are. I barely know this man and I’m already addicted. Every day I see a new side to him, or another aspect of his personality that seamlessly melds with mine. I’m thankful he’s taking the lead, even if he calls me Alpha, this is his show. I’m just happy to participate, it gives me the opportunity to focus on him, to admire the way he expertly takes my cock in his hand and directs it to his entrance.
I hold my breath. I can feel the pressure of his tight ring on my tip and it makes me shiver. The air leaves my lungs in a rush when he slams down in one go. No easing himself down, no moment to adjust. No time for me to beg my dick not to come on entry.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” I grip his hips in a vice hold, keeping him from moving. “Give me a second or it’s going to be over way too soon.”
His hands travel over my big chest, his eyes marveling over my rock-hard muscles. It’s not helping my situation. I need to think of something to calm my bearings. Dog farts? FortRight? His nails scratch over my skin and catch on my nipple making me buck up against him. Fuck.
“I need to move. This is gonna be quick and dirty.” He’s panting as hard as I am. I’ve lost the ability to speak so I loosen my grip on him and nod. I’m pretty sure I’m about to expire. R.I.P Alpha Roman.
He starts to rock his hips. Slowly at first, using my chest to brace himself before gradually lifting his ass higher with every slide of his ass. I watch his face with rapt attention as he takes what he needs from me while bringing me sensations I didn’t even know were possible. As beautiful as he is at this moment and as hot as it is to watch his cock bouncing against my abs leaving a trail of precum in its wake as he rides me, a part of me wants more. I want to see him wrecked and know that I did that.
“Carter.” I growl his name as I spread my legs, planting my feet on the bed. His eyes darken when he hears his name on my lips. I could have called him my Omega again but I want him to know that I see him . That I want him. “You feel so fucking good, your ass is choking my cock, it’s so fucking tight and hot.” I know my words hit the mark when he starts bouncing on my shaft. Lifting my hips up I meet him thrust for thrust. The slapping sound of flesh on flesh creates a truly pornographic soundtrack combined with our grunts and moans. I buck up harder and watch as his back arches and he cries out nonsensical words. I guess I found his prostate. Gripping tighter to his hips I fuck him mercilessly. I hit that spot over and over, wanting more of those sounds. I’m not sure where this ferocious side of me has been, maybe Carter just brings it out of me.
“That’s it, Roman. Give it to me.” He rasps and reaches for his aching cock, stroking it to match my tempo. The image of him right on the edge makes me hot all over. His balls drawn up tight, filled with cum ready to spray my chest. His eyes start to close as his head rolls back in pure ecstasy. My hand snaps up to his neck and I squeeze it firmly, making sure he’s looking right at me because I don’t want to miss a second of this.
“Fucking come for me, little Omega,” I command through gritted teeth as I try so hard to keep my own orgasm at bay. I want to feel him come on my cock before I give him what he’s been asking for.
“Romannnn… ffuuuckkkkk.” His whole body shudders on top of me and I can feel his ass constricting around my cock as hot cum lands on my skin. The way his body jerks with aftershocks even when his hand stops shuttling over his cock is what sends me over the edge. Wanting to complete his fantasy I shift my hand and squeeze his throat carefully, bringing his body down to mine, fucking brutally up into him then roaring out my own release. I bite his shoulder once again as my cock jerks inside his tight ass, spilling into the condom.
I'm not sure how long we stay like that, connected and panting, just basking in orgasmic bliss. My fingertips lightly dance over his back in such a contrast to how hard I just fucked him. “I’ve never topped before, I’m sorry if that was too rough. I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I admit quietly, hoping I haven't read the whole thing wrong. He lifts his head from my shoulder to look at me in disbelief.
“Really? I couldn’t tell.” He smiles at me flirtatiously. “You pounded that ass like a pro, Alpha.” He kisses my chest as I chuckle.
CARTER
“Like a pro, huh?” The teasing tone in his voice has me biting his nipple.
“Yes, and just so you know, you bit me, marked my neck like a true Alpha, no backsies. You are stuck with me now.”
His laugh is loud and full-bodied, the shift makes his softening cock slip free from my well-fucked hole.
“Well it’s only fair since you licked me and all…” He winks and leans up, capturing my lips in a kiss that has my spent cock making a valiant effort to go for round two. He pulls back far too soon and searches my eyes for something. Reassurance maybe?
“I have no idea what an Alpha is, but I’m more than happy to be yours.”
“Oh sweet summer child, you have much to learn.” His smile lights me up but unfortunately my yawn shuts it down. Laughing against my neck, he kisses me there then rolls to the side bringing my body with him. Yay I get to be the little spoon.
“Sleep, we can shower in the morning,” he whispers and turns around to get rid of the condom. Seconds later he lays back again behind me, dropping kisses along the back of my neck as his arms move around me and his heavy thigh locks me in place. Not that I would move an inch if I could.
As Roman’s breathing starts to even out, I find myself thinking of the future again, wondering what Roman wants to do with his life. Maybe he wants to travel, see the world after being locked up for so long. Perhaps he wants to date around, meet as many guys as he can to make up for lost time. Fuck, that would suck. Guess I’m going to have to make sure that he knows where he goes, I go. Fucker isn’t going to give me the dicking of a lifetime then leave. No sir.
My last thought before falling asleep is that I’m getting Ryan to tattoo this bite mark on my neck tomorrow.
The loud ringing of my phone jolts me from sleep, but the heavy arm around my chest holds me down. Since I would much rather lay here cocooned in Roman’s arms I just tap my phone on the side table and silence the call. I feel his lips gently kissing along my shoulders as blissful silence falls over the room. Unfortunately, it is short-lived as my phone blares again.
“You better get that,” he says, rolling onto his back and taking all the heat with him. Pouting, I sit up and grab the offending ringing object and smash the answer button. My eyes catch the time and widen in shock. Why the fuck is Ryan calling me back to back at nine a.m. on a Saturday? Maybe he found out what happened to Roman and is checking in.
“Hey, man. Don’t worry, he’s okay. I got him,” I assured him quickly.
“Gavin? Gavin’s with you?” he asks, panic evident in his voice. Wait, Gavin?
“No, Roman is with me, what's up with Gavin?” I ask, flipping the covers off and grabbing sweatpants and a shirt. I am more than aware there is dried cum still stuck to my abs but I’ve never heard Ryan like this. Something must be very wrong.
“Shit, Carter, somebody drugged Pete last night, he’s in the hospital. He’s okay, he's awake, but Gavin has gone AWOL and Pete is freaking out.” His words come out in a rush and I feel a ball of guilt in the pit of my stomach. We snuck out last night. I had wanted to let Roman deal with whatever the fuck happened with those guys in the bathroom. I hadn’t even considered that we were leaving the others behind. Glancing over my shoulder I catch sight of Roman sitting on the end of the bed, his brow creasing in concern.
“Where are you? I’ll get ready and be there as soon as I can.” I disconnect the call after he tells me where to find them and exhale loudly as I run my hands over my hair.
“What happened?” Roman’s arms move around me offering me silent support when I should be the one supporting him right now. Talking through what happened to him… but Gavin is not just my boss, he's like family to me.
“I’m sorry, Muscles,” I say, turning around to look at him. “I know we should talk about what happened yesterday, and we will but I need to find Gavin first.”
“What do you mean?” He straightens up, alarmed.
“I don’t know the details but someone drugged Pete last night at the bar and they are at the hospital, but Gavin’s missing,” I say hurriedly while putting my clothes on.
“Oh my God. Is Pete okay?” he asks with worry. “Should I go with you? I’m sure I can help.”
“No,” I say quickly. “Maybe you could stay here in case Gavin decides to come by.” My mind is all over the place thinking about where he could’ve gone. “Sorry, it’s not the way I imagined our morning to play out but maybe try and relax today. I'll bring back some food and we can talk, ok?” I kiss him softly, resting my forehead against his for a moment as I take a few deep breaths.
I don’t know a lot about Gavin’s past but I know that alcohol and drugs have always been a trigger for him. Knowing how he feels about Pete, with something like that happening to him… I really hope we find him, and fast.