Chapter 28
DARIUS
The gravel crunched loudly as I pulled up in front of our packhouse.
I wasted no time jumping out, and gathered Xander up in my arms, carrying him towards the house.
I didn’t notice the small crowd spilling out of the front door until loud cheers superimposed themselves over the passionate and desperate kisses Xander and I were exchanging.
Somehow the pack had heard us arrive and were thrilled to see the return of the pack’s precious Alpha Mate.
Xander smiled shyly as the pack members patted us on the back, and whistled catcalls at us.
As my eyes drifted over the crowd, they skimmed over Zendius standing near the back, but he was a problem for another day.
Right now, I had my omega back in my arms and he needed my attention.
I acknowledged the greetings from the pack, but I kept walking, heading straight for our bedroom, where I lowered Xander's feet to the floor, but didn’t let go of him.
I couldn’t take my hands off him. My wolf was desperate to reclaim his mate, and although Xander was safe now, at some primal level I needed to keep him close. I would have taken him the moment we arrived in the bedroom, just to satisfy my wolf, but Xander shook his head.
“I need to shower. I feel disgusting.”
“I like disgusting,” I replied, nuzzling around his ear. My tongue snuck out and swiped a quick taste of him. Mmm, yes there was dust there, but overwhelmingly my senses registered mate.
“Mmm,” I hummed, eyes closing. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to throw him down on the mattress and sink into him.
“C’mon, Darius,” Xander pushed me away, though he was smiling. My mate was incredibly handsome and sexy and…. mine , especially with his rumpled look, his dreamy green eyes and his sly, mischievous grin.
“Is that an invitation?”
“Damn right, it is!” he exclaimed, tipping his cute nose in the air. “I shouldn’t have to ask!”
I pulled him in close again and covered his soft warm lips with mine. When I was done kissing him, I said, “I didn’t want to presume. You’ve been through a lot since last night.”
“Pffft! What do you take me for? I’m totally fine.”
“Of course, you are. So, what are we waiting for?” I ripped my shirt off, and Xander, who was still wearing my sweater, began pulling it up, exposing a stretch of flat belly.
I liked seeing him in my clothes, it made me feel proud and possessive, like he was really mine and not afraid to show it.
So, it was a shame when he began pulling off the sweater as he turned and headed to the bathroom.
Buuuuut… seeing him naked, his lean muscular body and that very fine ass on display, was even better.
I took the time to lock our bedroom door – I didn’t want curious eyes to interrupt our private moments today – and followed him into the bathroom.
The water was already sluicing down his body as I opened the shower screen door and slipped in behind him. It ran in rivulets down his head, the hair hanging in dark brown clumps, droplets falling in rapid succession from the tips, looking somewhat like an upended mop. A gorgeous one at that.
He must still have been thawing out, because his firm shoulders and waist were flushed pink from the excessive water temperature, but I could tolerate the hot water if it made my mate feel better.
Besides, I was mesmerized by his delicious nakedness and I felt my cock thickening at the glorious sight.
I longed to drag my tongue across every inch of that sexy body until he was fully marked as mine.
I needed to stuff him full and hold him flush against me, to soothe the primitive side of me that had been terrified at the loss of my mate.
I traced the water down his shoulders, into the hollow of his back, and ran my finger down his crack. Xander groaned, spreading his legs and looking over his shoulders at me, green eyes smoldering.
“Yessss,” Xander hissed. My finger slid down, circling his hole where the slick was already oozing. My finger pressed in easily, his body welcoming me in with another rush of his natural lube. I added another. And another.
“I’m ready. Fill me up and make me feel safe again,” he ordered, with a rare glimpse of that vulnerability he didn’t like to show.
I didn’t wait. I couldn’t wait. I’d nearly lost my mate and now he was begging for my cock. I wanted nothing more than to give it to him. Removing my fingers, I pushed into his tight tunnel with one long, smooth motion. Copious amounts of slick eased the way, showing me how much he needed this too.
Xander moaned. I pulled half-out, then slid back in.
“Harder,” he demanded. Such a demanding omega.
I pulled right out, then thrust hard back in, my balls slapping against his wet thighs.
His channel clung to me as I pulled out again almost all the way.
Dragging in a breath, I thrust harder. Xander grunted.
And moaned. And pushed back against me, fucking himself on my cock since apparently I wasn’t thrusting as hard or as fast as he wanted.
I was trying to pace myself. I didn’t want to come before him, but the heat encasing my dick, the pressure of his tight ass as he clenched around me… It was too much.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” I swore. I couldn’t hold on. I reached around to stroke his dick but he batted my hand away, pushing back off the tiles with his hands and riding my dick hard and fast like his life depended on it.
I roared as I came, wrapping my arms tightly around him and bucking into him as my cum shot into him in waves.
Finally, I stopped, legs shaking, heart pounding, breathing raggedly.
Xander was trembling in my arms. Beneath my palms, his heart pounded against his chest wall.
His head hung forward, draped in wet curls and rapid, shallow breaths came from underneath.
“I’m sorry,” I murmured into the soaking mop of his hair. “I couldn’t hold on.” I pressed a kiss to the pale skin of his wet neck, glistening in the bathroom light.
I felt guilty. As the alpha, I should have been able to control myself, ensuring my omega had a good orgasm before I took one myself. I’d have to make it up to him.
No, you don’t. That was hot. I like that I can make you lose control.
What??? You’re there?
Xander had literally taken over our fucking with such determination I hadn’t been able to withstand him, and now this… he was reading my mind through the link like a pro, and I hadn’t even realized it was working again.
Would there ever come a time when this omega wouldn’t surprise me?
He chuckled. And the humor vibrated through the bond, simultaneously as his body vibrated against my chest. The double-whammy was disconcerting.
You need to learn to control your thoughts. His cheekiness made me smile, as he tossed back at me the same sentiment I’d sent him when our link first opened up.
“If you hadn’t worn me the fuck out, I might have,” I complained, still grinning.
Xander pushed his ass harder into my groin.
“There’s nothing left for you there,” I told him, biting the soft skin at the base of his neck, as my softening cock slipped out of him. He shivered, whether from the bite or the loss of his prize, it wasn’t clear.
“I’m sure you’ll be able to go another round soon enough, with a bit of help.”
He turned around in my arms, sliding his hands up through the fine wet hair on my chest and up around my neck, pulling me down.
Our lips met in a tender kiss, our tongues lazily playing with each other.
Xander’s hard dick pressed against my thigh, but he seemed in no hurry to get off. Instead, he pulled back.
“Thanks for coming for me,” he said, a strangely serious expression on his face.
“I always will.”
“I wasn’t sure you would,” he admitted. “I know things were better between us, but I couldn’t help wondering if I’d just been too much trouble from the start.”
I traced the curve of his face.
“Doesn’t matter how much trouble you cause. I’ll always want you by my side. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I just hope you’ll always want to stay.”
“I won’t be going anywhere, Darius. I belong here with you. I’m yours. And the pack’s. I might not always be the easiest guy to get along with, but this is my home. Not going anywhere ever again. I’m sorry I didn’t see it sooner.”
“My beautiful omega,” I sighed. Then, remembering, “Oh, hey, when did the link come back? I was too relieved at getting you back, I haven’t been paying attention to it.”
“I think it came back when we got out of the dungeon. It was weird. It was there all the time, y’know, I just couldn’t get through to you.”
“Same. I can’t imagine why that would happen. Oh, shit, the water’s going cold. Quick, let me wash you.”
The water was still warm enough but we probably only had another few minutes before it became uncomfortable. I reached for the soap, but Xander’s slight hand beat me to it.
“No, it’s my turn. I want to wash you.”
“It’s my job to look after you.”
“Not if I get the soap first,” he countered, starting to lather up my chest.
The soap popped out of his slippery hands and I caught it before it landed on the floor, lathering it up and sliding my hands over his cute ass and around to his groin.
I grasped his hard dick in my free hand and gave a couple of teasing strokes.
But before I really got going, the soap shot out of my other hand and landed under my foot, causing me to slip.
I caught myself but reached down to pick up the offending soap.
A gasp sounded over the splatter of the shower water hitting the tiles. When I glanced over my shoulder at Xander, as my other hand groped around blindly for the soap, I was stunned by what I saw. Xander was staring at my ass, eyes glazed with lust.
“Do… do you want to?” I asked him. As an alpha, I’d never bottomed before, but for him I would.
“I.. I..,” stammered Xander, speechless for once. He looked shocked. “But I’m not an alpha.”
His eyes didn’t meet mine, but only because they were fixed on my ass.
“That doesn’t matter. If you want to, you can.”
“But… I’m an omega. I’m not supposed to…”
“You’re the most unsubmissive omega I’ve ever met,” I laughed. “If you want to fuck me, just fucking do it. Just go slow. It’ll be a first for me too.”
The tip of Xander’s tongue appeared between his lips, pink and glistening. His nostrils flared and he stood there staring, his breaths shallow and fast, as the water bounced off his head and splattered on the tiles around his feet.
“We need lube,” I prompted him, when it became apparent he was just going to keep standing there.
“Um, soap?” he asked dazedly.
“Nah. Something made for the job. You’re turned on, right?” I knew he was because of the heavy scent of slick hovering in the steam-filled room. “Use your slick.”
Xander turned off the rapidly cooling water, then his hand disappeared behind his ass, and reappeared covered in a thick viscous substance.
I flinched as he ran his finger around the sensitive tissue of my hole, then gradually slid his finger in.
His finger wasn’t very big but it felt enormous, and it also felt like he’d pushed it a long way in, like maybe up to his elbow or something.
I was not used to this, and the sensation was odd, strange, but in a good way.
It also felt incredibly intimate, and it gave me a thrill to think we trusted each other enough to try this.
“Try two,” I suggested, once I’d accommodated to the new sensations. “Only maybe don’t go all the way up to your elbow this time.”
Xander spluttered, choking down a laugh.
I let my head hang down as he carefully pushed a second finger into me, hearing his heavy panting behind me and smelling the overpowering scent of his slick as he got more and more excited.
I groaned. Fuck, that felt amazing. Weird, but amazing.
The fingers disappeared, and I tried to relax as the firm head of his dick pressed against my hole.
He’d covered himself in more slick, and once the mushroom head popped through the sphincter, he slid in easily.
He wasn’t enormous, and my alpha body was easily big enough to take him.
But it was a new sensation, and I was glad when he stilled, giving me time to accommodate and get used to feeling him inside me.
Then he began to thrust. I held my position, bent over with my hands flat on the floor, allowing him to push into me harder and faster.
Once inside me, he seemed to grow in confidence, thrusting into me vigorously, skin slapping against skin, grunting and moaning.
I could barely hear my own groans over the noise he was making.
My dick had gone hard again, from the raw filthiness of what we were doing.
We were breaking the rules about how alphas fucked, and it felt fucking liberating.
We were just Xander and Darius doing what made us feel good together.
We were mates, and we could fuck whenever, wherever, and however we wanted. Fuck the old rules! We’d make our own.
I dripped precum onto the tiles as Xander plundered my ass. I groaned.
“So good.”
“Uh-huh,” Xander sounded a little desperate as he pounded into my ass. “Close.”
“Take me,” I urged him, “Fuck your alpha!”
At my words, his rhythm stuttered and his thrusts became short and sharp. I felt his fingers digging into my hips, his sharp cry as he came, then I was crying out too, my ass clenching around his dick, as I came all over the bathroom floor.
For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing bouncing off the tiles. Xander’s dick slipped out of me, and as I straightened my aching body, I heard him sob. Turning, I caught him as he collapsed sobbing in my arms.
He was completely exhausted and emotionally wrung out.
Somehow, I dried us both, as Xander continued to cling to me, sobbing his heart out.
I carried him to the bed and covered us both with the bedcovers.
Xander clung to me, and I stroked his damp hair until the sobs subsided.
When he was quiet, I asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it’s just been a day.” He yawned, snuggling in closer. “Fuck that was good…” His voice trailed off.
Moments later he was snoring softly.