Chapter Nine
Rhys
Sol had been so tiny in my arms, but his presence filled the entire house. The place was too big for me, always empty and quiet, but with Sol here, all the space felt useful.
When he presented his ass to me, I wasted no time and buried my face between his gloriously round cheeks. He tasted divine, his slick intensely sweet, signaling his imminent heat wave. His slightly parted hole was ready for me and I swirled my tongue over his rim, then licked into him.
Sol bit into the pillow and moaned, pushing his ass into my face.
“I need more. The emptiness hurts.” He rolled his hips and slick trickled down his thighs. He clamped his legs closed. “I’m sorry.”
Was he embarrassed? He shouldn’t be. Going into heat took away a lot of omega’s control over their body. I couldn’t imagine how hard that must be for Sol. It was his first heat. Fuck. I had to make it the best experience for him.
“You’re so hot.” I caressed his thighs, all smooth skin and muscle. “Thank you for letting me serve you. Tell me what you need from me.” I licked and kissed his rim.
“Finger me. Two. No, three.” Sol wiggled his ass, spreading his slick all over my face. “I’ve only had my own fingers inside me so it’s hard to tell. Go slow.”
“Like this?” I slid two fingers in with surprising ease. He was so ready to be knotted. My cock stood to attention, ready to service him when the time came.
“Yes.” His whimper was filled with urgency. “But more.”
“I can’t believe you’re allowing me to touch you and your virginal hole.” I kissed the small of his back and added another digit.
“More.”
“Sol, I have three fingers inside you.”
“Oh.” Surprise tinged Sol’s voice. “My body is getting ready for a knot. Are you… aroused enough?”
I nuzzled his ass cheek. “Oh, dear Sun in my sky, I’m so hard it hurts.”
Sol released a laugh. “Then f—fuck me.”
His bravery to trust me with his body in his most vulnerable moments was astounding.
Since I had grabbed his ankles and hauled him to the hotel, and throughout our entire interaction there, he’d been strong, defiant, and full of the will to fight for himself.
Now, he was wet, naked, and trembling on my bed, yet his tenacity remained the same.
Even if it was him on his knees and needing me to help him through the heat, he was in charge.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I rolled my fingers in Sol’s slick and spread it on my cock. The sight of his juices on me and the sweet smell of him in the air drove me insane. I slid off the bed and reached for the top nightstand drawer.
“Where are you going?” Sol grabbed my arm, digging his nails into my skin.
“Getting condoms.”
He shook his head. “You said you can’t give me anything. And I already fucked you. I’m tested every week so you’re safe.”
“But you can get pregnant.”
Sol sat up, curling his legs under him, and released a long sigh.
“If I do, it won’t be your problem. I promise.
Besides, my womb is not open yet, and it’s unlikely I’d get pregnant during my first heat.
Your cum, the protein and hormones, will make the wave less painful.
” He pursed his lips. “Now, will you f— Will you do it, or not?”
Cursing had come easier to him when he had more power over the situation. I had to make sure he felt safe with me.
I caressed the top of his thigh. “I will. If you’re sure.”
He flopped his arms. “Yes.”
I climbed back on the bed and bowed.
Instead of laying back, he rolled to the side and patted the middle of the mattress. He trusted me to help him but not to be on top. Fair.
I stretched on the bed. “Let me serve you, Master.” My cock twitched, spilling pre-cum on my abdomen.
Sol smirked and thrust his chin up. Perfect. My feisty and dominant omega was back.
Mine. And I was his. For the duration of his heat.
Sol straddled my hips, and wrapped his slender hand around my cock.
I sucked in air and fought not to thrust into his grip. It wasn’t easy as I took him in—from his smooth thighs, lean chest, to his sharp jawline—and knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that I would never lay my eyes on a man more beautiful and strong than Sol.
He thumbed the slit of my dick, spreading the pre-cum there, then traced his fingers to the sensitive skin above my balls where my knot would soon grow.
“It was so big before, I don’t know if I can take it all in.” He grimaced and rubbed his belly. “But I have to…I want to.”
Cupping his balls, he rocked forward and spread his slick over my cock, then slid the tip into his ass. The moan he released curled my toes and we were just starting.
With parted lips and flushed cheeks, Sol was a vision that would remain burned into my brain. His lithe body was bathed in the soft light of the bedroom, and it moved sensually as he lowered himself on my cock until he enveloped it fully in his warmth.
Rolling his hips, Sol caressed his abdomen and up his chest, then pinched his nipples.
“Knot me, Rhys.” The sound of my name on his lips in a breathless command sent all my blood to my cock.
“As you wish.” I thrust upward, then grabbed the sheets in an attempt to contain my Alpha instinct to fuck into Sol like my life depended on it. I was ready.
Sol spread his hands on my pecs and smirked. “I should tie you to the bed and take advantage of your knot any time I want during my heat.”
The idea filled me with excitement, but that would be too risky. “I’m all for it any other time but during your heat.” Except we won’t have other times. “With intense heat orgasm, you may lose consciousness and I wouldn’t be able to help you if I’m tied up.”
“You’re no fun.” He pouted and poked my chest with his finger.
“So hold onto the bed frame when I ride you.” The sweet scent of his pheromones and slick grew in intensity, and I inhaled it, wanting to smell like him, and at the same time, mark him with my Alpha scent.
Make him mine for everyone to know. My possessive Alpha instincts were at war with my desires, but somehow Sol was satisfying both at the same time.
“Yes, Master.” I grabbed the vertical wooden bars.
Sol moved with fluid grace, as if he wanted to seduce me, as if he hadn’t already done that ten times within mere hours. His natural instinct took over, but I was already devoted to him… for the duration of his heat.
“Ah, I can feel your knot swell inside me.” Sol threw his head back and rolled his hips, no longer moving up and down. “Fill me with your cum, Rhys.” He leaned forward, meeting my gaze. Then he squeezed my throat with one hand and slapped my cheek with the other.
The sting turned into heat, bringing me closer to the edge. “Yes, Master,” I croaked.
Sol let go of my throat and pinched my nipples, digging his nails into my skin. The pain pushed me to a point of no return. I white-knuckled the bed frame as my body tensed, my muscles straining.
With a roar, I spilled into him, coming in a full-body orgasm, my eyes locked onto the angelic face of the dominant omega.
Sol jerked his cock and released a wail, painting my abs with his cum.
His beautiful face contorted in ecstasy was an image I’d remember for the rest of my days.
Still coming, he braced himself on my pecs and released a shuddered breath.
His muscles relaxed visibly, and he let his head hang, sending his golden locks forward.
His scent mixed with mine, filling the air with proof of the intensity of our encounter. I let go of the bedframe and brushed the hair off his forehead.
Sol caught my hand, nuzzled my palm, then set it on his knee.
He wiggled and grimaced. “I think we’re locked.”
“Are you comfortable?” I caressed his thighs, the skin warm under my fingers, nearly feverish. My cum should help regulate his temperature and hormones. My swollen knot fit snugly in Sol’s channel, squeezing me with its softness.
Sol nodded. “I’m so tired.” His voice was quiet, emotionless.
“Each wave will take a lot of your energy. We’ll eat something once the knot goes down.
Until then, I’m locked inside you. Which may last between half an hour and an hour.
You might as well take a nap on top of me.
” I dug out every sliver of information about heats that my mind had stored over the years.
“I can’t.” He sat straighter and shook his head, sending his golden locks flying. “I don’t know you. How can I trust you? I was so stupid to come with you. You can just kill me. Or worse, keep me here forever.” Tears welled in his frantic eyes, his breaths turning quick and shallow.
He was making no sense.
Was he having a panic attack? Was this a drop? I vaguely remembered an Alpha at a party mentioning an instance he’d called annoying about his omega’s emotions being all over the place right after a wave.
My heart ached for him. “You have only my word, but I promise I won’t hurt you. And you’ll leave when you’re ready.” I reached for his hands and intertwined our fingers. Hopefully, he could feel the sincerity in my words and overcome his doubts.
Sol sniffled, tears rolling down his cheeks. “Why are you so nice to me?”
Because you’ve brought sunshine into my life in a matter of hours. “Sleep, Sol, my Sun.”