Chapter 24
Nick
“Alpha.” Tucker’s moan turns into a gasp as my hand around his throat tightens. His eyes widen, filled with fear and arousal. It makes my cock twitch. I can smell him, so fucking sweet. My mouth waters to taste him.
I’m so far fucking gone, I don’t seem to care that this is a man, that this is the police officer trying to fuck up my life. All my mind and body are telling me to do is destroy him in a delicious way. Mind, body, and fucking soul.
Baring my teeth, I stare down at him with feral eyes, chest heaving, nostrils flaring. My hand tightens more, and the arousal seeps away, replaced with terror as he claws at my arms.
“Please,” he gasps out. “Stop.”
“Stop?” I grunt, cocking my head to the side. “I’m just getting started.”
Leaning forward, I run my nose along his jaw, inhaling deeply like I’m snorting a line of coke. My eyes roll back and the growl that rumbles in my chest is pure hunger as another wave of his scent hits me hard.
“Mine,” I snarl. “Fucking mine.”
“Can’t breathe.”
I let go of his throat enough so he can breathe. Can’t have him dying before I've had my fun with him.
He takes in gasping breaths, coughing as he does. “Nick. Please. Please don’t kill me.”
My grin turns sinister. “I’m not going to kill you, Little Pet.” I press my thumb against the pounding pulse point on his neck. “My new, pretty little toy. Going to use you, play with you, fuck you,” I growl the last part.
Tucker whines, his body melting as his eyes go black with need.
Something about him being so fucking submissive makes my cock harder, if that’s even possible. He’s a cop, he’s been trained to take on men as big as me I’m sure, but he’s not fighting, not trying to get me off of him.
No, he loves this. He’s so fucking hard right now, I can feel his cock against my thigh. He wants this, he loves this. Fuck.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you, Omega?” I growl, my hand cupping his erection. I squeeze it, making him cry out. “You’re so fucking hard right now. All for me. You needy little cock slut.”
“Fuck,” he moans, trying to thrust into my grip.
“Look at you,” I laugh. “So fucking desperate for me. It’s pathetic. I could kill you right now and you’re seconds away from coming.”
His face turns red, maybe from a blush, maybe because I’m choking him again. Either way, I love that color on him. I wonder if I can make it turn that color again as he’s choking on my cock.
“Do you wanna cum, Omega?” I ask, rubbing my palm over his cock. He whines, nodding his head frantically.
With my free hand, I pop the buttons on his jeans and pull his zipper down. The sounds of our heavy breathing fill the space around us as I look down, watching while I free his cock.
It’s long and thick, pre-cum spilling from the tip.
My jaw grinds as I take the sight of it in. I’ve found other men attractive before and never thought of them in any sort of sexual way, but this isn’t just any man is it?
It’s my Omega. My scent match. And his cock, his velvety soft cock, is so damn pretty to look at.
My thumb trails along the thick vein that starts at the base and trails to the head of his cock.
Tucker squirms under my touch, softly whimpering and whining.
“You like this?” I ask him, eyes flicking up to meet his. He licks his lips and nods.
“Yes.”
“Yeah, you do,” I chuckle. My thumb brushes over his slit, gathering some of his pre-cum.
I bring my thumb up and look at the sticky, white substance. I’m not sure what comes over me but I suck it into my mouth.
“Oh fuck.” Tucker is panting heavily to the point I think he might start hyperventilating.
I moan, the taste nearly orgasmic.
“Please, Alpha. Fuck me. Oh god, fuck me.”
That has me pausing. Fuck him?
I can’t do that. Can I?
He’s a man.
What am I doing? This can’t be happening. I can’t do this! This isn’t like me.
My head spins with so many conflicting emotions. I don’t understand the feelings and urges going through me right now.
“You want me to fuck you?” I growl.
“Yes,” he nods, squirming under my touch. His cock jerks in my hand, and I give it a few strokes. His eyes roll back, a pathetic whimper leaving his swollen lips.
Swollen because of me, because of my kisses.
Nostrils flaring, I lean forward, bringing my face an inch from his.
“Are you sure that's what you want, Omega?” I snarl. “Because I don’t think you understand what it means to be fucked by me.”
I’m not a good guy, not by a long shot, but the one thing I’d never do is force someone to do something sexually if it wasn’t what they want, feral or not.
“Please,” he sobs, and fuck, the sound has my cock leaking pre-cum too. “Fuck me, Alpha. I need you.”
Something about what he says truly undoes something inside me.
Pulling him to his feet by this throat, I quickly let go, spin him around and shove him forward onto the hood of the car.
Tucker grunts, breaths coming out quickly.
Placing one of my hands on the middle of his back, I pin him down and use the other one to yank his pants down over his ass.
Damn it, he has a nice firm ass.
My eyes widen when I see his boxers are drenched.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “Is this slick?” I ask, a finger trailing down his crack.
“Y-yes,” he whispers.
Curiosity gets the better of me and I crouch down. I stare at his ass for a moment before I part his cheeks.
Tucker whimpers and I groan at the sight of his tight, pink hole all wet, dripping with slick. He’s so fucking wet, so needy. So damn desperate for me.
The possessive Alpha in me fucking loves it.
My mouth waters, wanting a taste. Swiping my fingers over his hole, I gather his slick onto my fingers and bring them to my mouth.
When his flavor hits my tongue, I let out an animalistic noise. My taste buds explode and I’m the desperate one now, desperate for more.
Parting his cheeks again, I do something I never thought I’d ever do and lick his asshole.
Tucker moans as more slick flows.
I lick again and again, needing more, fucking starving now. Burying my face between his cheeks, holding them hard enough to bruise, I fucking devour this Omega’s ass, fucking his hole with my tongue as I demand more of his slick.
“Oh god, fuck. Yes. Oh fuuuuck,” Tucker sobs, thrusting his ass backward every time my tongue slides inside his hole.
I feel delirious, out of control. Everything inside me is on fire.
I need this Omega more than I thought I'd ever need anyone before. Except for Nova. Fucking Nova. My Omega. But he’s my Omega too.
Mine. Fucking mine.
“I’m gonna cum!” Tucker cries out before his whole body shudders.
Pulling my mouth away with a gasp, I wipe my mouth with the the back of my hand. I’m not myself anymore, all feral Alpha now. Nick has left the building. Not sure he’s been here for a while now.
Rapidly taking my cock out, I look down at my leaking member. I’m so fucking hard it hurts, my knot is throbbing, begging me to stuff this Omega full of it.
“More.” Tucker looks at me over his shoulder, his eyes pleading. Lust, and something else I’m not able to process right now, shining in his hooded eyes. “Fuck me. Please.”
His voice sounds so broken, like if I don’t fuck him now, he very well might die.
Can’t let that happen. If he’s going to die, it will be by my hand.
My lip peels back, a snarl ripping from my chest as I step forward. I don’t take my eyes off his as I place the blunt tip of my cock at his hole and thrust forward in one hard go.
Tucker’s lips part, a silent scream as his eyes roll back.
I choke on a gasp, the feeling of his hot tight hole practically strangling my cock and taking the breath clean out of me.
So fucking tight.
The pure bliss in his eyes is everything. Looking down, lips parted, panting heavily, my eyes lock on where we’re locked together, my cock buried deep into his ass, knot bumping against his hole.
It shouldn’t be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. It shouldn’t set something off inside me. It shouldn’t make me want to fuck him, claim him, own him.
But it does.
“Mine,” I growl again before I let loose.
With one hand on his shoulder and the other one gripping his hip, I start to savagly fuck into Tucker.
“Oh fuck!” he screams.
“That’s it,” I grunt. “Take it. Take my fucking cock. God, you’re so fucking tight, strangling my cock so fucking good. Needy little cock slut is what you are. So much slick it’s like a fucking Slip ‘N Slide. You love it. You fucking love it, don’t you?”
“I do,” he sobs out. “So good. So fucking good. Fuck me. Harder.”
So I do.
The sounds of his sobs and whines and my grunts and growls fill the space around us.
Pleasure courses through my veins, consuming every inch of my body. I never knew sex with a man could be this good. Not just any man, an Omega. My Omega. Fuck!
Tucker claws at the hood of the car, gasping for air as I fuck him so hard that the car rocks with every thrust.
“Mine,” I grunt. “Fucking mine. You hear me, Omega? You’re fucking mine.”
“Yours,” he moans. “All yours. Bite me, please. Mark me.”
I shake my head, trying to clear some of the lust clouding my mind.
I can’t bite him. What am I even fucking doing?
Tucker starts to sob, babbling incoherently. My head spins. I shake my head again, but I can’t think clearly.
Bite. Mark. Knot.
Mine, mine, fucking mine!
With a growl, I thrust into him roughly, forcing his ass to take my knot.
Tucker screams, I roar and we both cum. My cock throbs inside him as a powerful orgasm nearly knocks me off my feet.
“Oh god. Oh fuck. Yes, yes, yes.” Tucker’s cheek is against the hood of the car, tears spilling down his face as his body trembles beneath me.
My cock pluses inside him, rope after rope of cum filling his ass as his tight hole strangles my knot to the point that I’m gasping for air.
“Fuck,” I groan loudly, leaning over him as I continue to move in small, shallow thrusts.
“Bite me,” he begs, the sound desperate and achy, the sound my undoing. “Please, Alpha. Please. Please. Please.”