Chapter 18
DARIUS
Xander was… unexpected. A total mess of attitude and sass, which I already knew, but he also had a softer, more vulnerable side to him that he was only just beginning to show me. It was making my head spin, the way he flipped from one to the other.
That wasn’t the only thing making my head spin. I’d just had the most mind-blowing orgasm, courtesy of Xander’s magic lips, and now I had the man spread out half-naked on the bed before me. Which, come to think of it, was all wrong.
“Take your shirt off,” I ordered, hiding my weakness behind the most alpha-y tone I could manage without accidentally veering into compulsion.
I delighted in the shiver that wracked his frame.
Unsubmissive omega he might be, but he was clearly not averse to a bit of submission – on his terms, of course.
I watched the play of light and shadow over his torso as he hurriedly stretched up and tore his shirt over his head.
His skin was so pale it almost glowed, and his dark pink nipples stood out in stark contrast. He had a solid torso, narrowing slightly around the hips.
But not too much. There was a good handful of flesh there that I wanted to bury my face in, holding him steady with my hands in that gorgeous pale flesh, as I licked and nipped my way down lower.
Burying my face in his unruly thatch of dark hair, I inhaled his unique scent.
His erect member rested against my cheek, radiating a scalding heat.
If temperature was anything to go by, he was very horny.
Not that there was any doubt. The quantity of slick he was releasing left the air heavy with pheromones.
Goddess, he was gorgeous like this, naked and writhing, and so turned on, and we’d barely gotten started.
It seemed that anything he did was on a large scale: moods, attitude, sexual desire.
He was the perfect omega for me – the exact opposite of bland and boring.
Casually I turned my head, his leaking knob leaving a wet streak across my cheek. It slipped into my mouth and I gave it an experimental suck.
Yeah! As I expected, he responded by thrusting deeper into my mouth.
I swallowed him to the root, lips brushing up against his pubic bone and the wiry hairs tickling my nose.
He groaned and thrust again. I sucked, he thrust, I retreated and he whimpered and tried to thrust deep again.
I teased him a little, hovering a little out of reach, so he couldn’t quite get the depth he wanted.
Within minutes, though, I was lost, giving in and bobbing up and down, sucking and hummingwhile he thrashed around, the bedcovers scrunched and wrinkled from his clutching hands.
Despite having come only minutes before, my own dick hung hard and heavy between my thighs as I worked on him, using my tongue and mouth in all the ways I knew how.
With a cry, his whole body went rigid, arching off the bed, as my mouth filled with the sweet honey of his orgasm. I swallowed it down greedily, savoring the unique taste of my mate’s copious emissions. Goddess, he was amazing! So fucking sexy!
Climbing back up to the bed, I covered him with my body. He lay there limp and boneless, eyes glazed.
“I want to fuck you,” I told him.
“Hh-mm, yeah,” he mumbled, wrapping his legs around my waist. “Fuck me.”
I took his mouth in a deep kiss that he returned languidly, still strung out from his orgasm, his tongue responding lazily to my hungry possession.
There was a moment, when I drew away, that we looked straight into each other’s eyes. My heart skipped a beat. There was a vulnerability and a fierceness that shone in those enigmatic green eyes.
“Is that what you want?”
“Yeah, I do.” The smile that played at the corners of his lips was bashful, like he was almost embarrassed to admit it.
When our lips met, I kissed him more gently this time, then feathered wet kisses down the side of his neck, hovering over his mating gland and the hardly-visible mating scar.
I spoke into the hollow at the base of his neck, my lips feathering over the delicate skin, my voice barely a murmur, “You know what this means. If we do it now, there’s no going back.”
“I know… Alpha. It’s what I want. I'm ready for it now. This time I'm choosing it.”
Satisfied that he meant it and wasn't just going along with it to please me, I resumed licking and kissing my way down, until my lips closed over his nipple, tugging and pulling.
He squirmed, breaths coming fast and shallow as he strained to stay still.
The nipple pebbled up as I sucked on it, then I turned my attention to the other one, while pinching and pulling the first one between my thumb and index finger.
A low moan filled the room, the air thick with the smell of slick. I ran a hand down his body, past his dick which was valiantly refilling and slid my fingers into the wetness between his ass cheeks. He moaned again as my finger circled his hole.
“Ahhh, yes, please…” he begged.
A loud thump and muttering from the end of the corridor reached my brain through the fog of lust. I looked around, disconcerted.
Scuffling and several moving shapes in the gloom told me we were being observed.
“Fuck!” I swore. “The door’s still open.”
I went to get off the bed, but Xander tightened his legs around me.
“No!” he said. “Leave it.”
“They’ll see you,” I growled. “It’s disrespectful.”
Xander shook his head, hair rasping against the bedcovers. “What will they see? Only their Alpha and Alpha Mate coupling… there’s nothing to disrespect in that.”
I hesitated.
His palm stroked the side of my face, skin soft against my coarse bristles. His touch made me shiver.
“Let me help repair the damage I’ve done,” he pleaded, “please.”
“You don’t need…”
He cut me off, voice dropping an octave and going raspy, “Besides, it might be fun to be watched. Let’s give them something worth watching.”
I was not shocked, exactly. Surprised. Very definitely surprised. Xander was nothing if not unpredictable. Would he never stop surprising me?
“Well, I’m game if you are.”
He couldn’t nod his head fast enough. “It’ll be hot,” he grinned wickedly. Mischief danced in his eyes.
Moments later we’d forgotten our audience, so caught up in each other were we.
Pushing one of his knees up, I slid my hand between his thighs, pressing a finger gently into his hole as he whimpered, his hands clawing at the air as he tried to keep still.
My finger triggered another gush of slick. Goddess, he was responsive!
Leaning down, I sucked on his cock, distracting him from the stretch as I added a second finger. Then a third.
Once I was sure he could take me, hitching his legs over my shoulders, I lined up my cockhead with his hole, slowly pressing in.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Xander chanted, as the head slipped past his tight ring. And I was in, his tight hot channel gripping my cock like a glove.
“Okay?” I asked.
“Yes, yes, just… oh, fuck,” he panted. I paused, gritting my teeth. Beads of sweat ran down my face, as I waited for him to adjust. He had me on a hair trigger, I was so fucking turned on.
“Fuck me! Fuck me! Now! ” he demanded loudly.
I did. It was obvious that he knew what he wanted.
I pushed in further until I bottomed out, then I fucked him, slowly at first, then harder and faster, until my balls were slapping against his ass, and the wet primal sounds filled our ears.
Blood thundered in my head, and my chest labored; sweat slid down my neck and chest, a few drops landing on him, darkening the brown hairs curling around his bellybutton.
I was getting close. Gathering slick on my fingers, I gripped his cock and began to stroke him off in time to my thrusts. Xander moaned, and whimpered, and thrust into my hand. I kept fucking him, gritting my teeth as I struggled not to come.
And then with deepest, lowest, most drawn-out groan I had ever heard, his whole body tensed and Xander erupted, spurt after spurt after spurt. I watched, fascinated, as the thick liquid covered my hand and trickled onto his flushed, sweat-drenched skin.
I licked the back of my hand, and it was all over. The heady taste of my mate was all it took to tip me over the edge. My muscles tensed, my knot began to form. As my knot stretched his tight tunnel even further, I shuddered, Xander moaning softly as I came inside him.
I slumped down on the bed beside him, panting, muscles trembling.
Xander rolled over to face me, the knot tugging a little painfully where we were joined.
The brief flash of pain as his incisors punctured the skin at the base of my neck was all the warning I had, and then I felt the surge of energy as he bit deeper, into my mating gland.
“Alpha, you are my bonded mate. I will come to you for protection. I am honored to be your omega. Until the end of days,” he recited the words of the ancient ritual, words I had never expected to hear from him.
Hot tears leaked from the corners of my eyes and dripped onto the covers as I held my omega tightly against me.