Chapter 14
Silas
The chime of the doorbell was such a surprise, I didn’t even recognize the noise when it echoed through the house.
I had forgotten that we even had one installed.
Elliot and I had debated for months on whether or not to get one of those fancy doorbell cameras.
We finally just opted to do a simple doorbell camera that still had the chime that sounded throughout the house when someone pushed the button.
It also sent an alert to my phone. It wasn’t as if people came to the apartment very often, or if they did, we were expecting them and they rarely used the doorbell.
To hear the bell this late at night was odd. Who the hell would be here? The crew I worked with was all home with their families or out for the night. I hoped they hadn’t come here expecting me to join them. I’d politely but firmly declined all invitations to go out and party after the game.
I was already in the bedroom, ready to pull off my uniform.
Usually, I took it off before I left the stadium.
Tonight I just threw on the hoodie and ran out of the place like my ass was on fire rather than running into people I knew or people who knew Elliot.
I did not want to see him in person, else I was likely to do something stupid like drop to my knees and beg him to take me back, tell him that I was willing to be a stay-at-home alpha.
That I would dedicate my whole life to his needs. All he had to do was say the word.
I pulled out my phone and navigated to the camera app.
Seeing Elliot standing outside my door, leaning heavily against the frame was definitely not on my bingo card. He had his gear bag and he wore regular clothes, not the typical post-game suit that he was expected to wear after a game.
I raced out of the bedroom, down the hall to the front door. I pulled it open. Elliot stumbled forward, and I caught him. His sweet omega scent hit my nostrils. It was thicker than normal, or it had just been so long since I’d smelled him this close.
“Oh, fuck.” He groaned, making a sound that was a combination of pain and respite.
“Elliot?”
“Silas.” His voice came out raspy, with a hint of relief.
“Let’s get you inside.”
I pulled him into the apartment and kicked the door closed. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?” He hadn’t been injured during the game. I knew that, I had been there the whole time, and if I’d witnessed any injury to my omega, I’d have made a fool of myself.
He shook his head. “Need you.” He pulled at my clothes.
His fingers gripped my shirt, and he tugged on it like he was trying to rip it off.
When that didn’t work, he wrapped his arms around me and buried his nose where my neck met my shoulder, nuzzling against my skin.
He kissed my neck, his tongue darting out and tasting my skin.
“Oh, fuck,” I said. I instantly went hard. So suddenly that all the blood rushing from my body nearly made me pass out. “Elliot, just a minute. Let’s—let’s figure out what’s going on.” I inhaled, drawing in his scent. Realization hit me before he even said the words.
“Isn’t it obvious? I went into heat. I saw you for the first time in months and instantly went into heat.
It’s all your fault. I’m not scheduled to go into heat for a while.
It’s all your fault.” His words were slurred, and he continued to touch and explore with his hands as he spoke.
He was moving so fast that I couldn’t stop him.
Ever brush of his fingertips over my skin sent sparks shooting down my limbs.
“Let me get you set up in the bedroom, and then I’ll leave.
I’ll make sure you have everything you need.
” I tried to grab his hands to keep him from groping me, but he was like an octopus, his touch was everywhere.
It took everything I had to make myself pull away from him.
He was all I ever wanted, and I couldn’t have him.
“No.” He hugged me tighter. “Don’t leave me.”
“Elliot. We can’t. We’ve never—”
“I know we’ve never shared my heat. But I need you. Please.” His gaze bored into mine, and I saw the desperation there, but also the desire. He did want this. Attraction and lust were never the issue between us.
And he needed to play in a game in two days. And if he had a long heat without an alpha, there was no way he was going to be back on his feet in time. He’d be devastated if he wasn’t there to help his team advance further.
“Elliot.” I tried for stern, but instead, my voice came out like a whine. I was seconds from caving.
“Silas, please, don’t make me go somewhere else. Use someone else.”
He wasn’t going to find another alpha to spend his heat with. I knew that. He knew that.
But I wasn’t going to pass up this opportunity to spend a heat with my omega, something he had never allowed me to do before.
I pulled Elliot to me, pressing my lips to his and locking us together.
Everything about him was the same, just intensified.
He smelled like the coconut shampoo he kept in his gear bag, and the salt from sweat from the game still lingered on his skin even after his shower.
His hair was wet as I tangled my fingers in it while I held his head.
His tongue darted out to meet mine. I wrapped my arms around him, and Elliot collapsed against me.
“Silas,” he breathed. The tension that had radiated from him ever since he arrived dissipated, and lust was in its place.
“Elliot. Are you sure about this?”
He nodded. “Fuck, yes, please. I need you. Fuck, how I need you.”
His body went limp, like he’d decided that he no longer had to carry himself because I was here. I swept him into my arms, even as I continued to kiss him.
“Alpha,” he moaned against my kiss.
I carried him through the apartment to the bedroom we once shared.
Once I had him on the bed, he began tearing off his clothes like he couldn’t bear to have them on a moment longer. His sweatshirt hit the floor, then his sweatpants. He was naked then, no t-shirt, no boxers, not even socks.
“Elliot...”
“Silas, please.”
The scent of his slick filled the air. He was radiating heat like a furnace.
He spread his legs and put his hand to his hard cock.
His grip was strong. Everything about him was strong because of his hockey career.
The man knew how to work a stick. I knew from experience what he could do with mine.
I thought I’d felt his touch for the last time, but today I’d been given a gift, and I wasn’t going to waste it.
I covered his body with mine. His legs wrapped around me, his hips bucking against me, and his hard cock slid against my own.
“Fuck, Elliot.” I breathed him in, savored the feel of him. Luxuriated in the feel of his length against mine.
“I’ve missed you,” he whispered against my neck.
I nearly came undone. How I dreamt of those words from him.
“I’ll take care of you,” I promised.
I reached for the nightstand and pulled out a condom. I made quick work of rolling it down my length. In the short time I was away from him, Elliot had worked two fingers into his hole.
“Fuck,” I groaned. I loved to watch him play with himself. He knew that. He was teasing me on purpose, as if I needed my desire stoked any further.
“Ready for you,” he said. His back arched, and his eyes met mine. They were hooded and glazed over with desire.
I couldn’t look away. His body stretched around his fingers as they went in and out of his hole. His cock leaked against his abs. I dropped down and closed my mouth over the bead of pre-cum that had dropped onto his pelvis.
He tasted sweet, like coconut.
“Please fuck me, please,” he whined. He thrashed against the mattress and grasped for me, trying to pull me closer.
I wasn’t going to let my omega or myself suffer any longer. I replaced his fingers with my own, letting three sink deep inside him until I grazed the spot that made him see stars.
Elliot bucked his hips and cried out. His hands fisted in the bedsheet. “More, alpha! Please, I need your cock!”
My instincts wouldn’t let me deny him any longer. Nor could I wait to be inside his tight body. We’d have more time together as we shared his heat.
I lined up my cock to his hole and slid in. His channel squeezed around me, nearly making me come undone. The heat of him enveloped me. His hips met mine with every thrust. I pushed into him deeper and deeper with each movement. I couldn’t get enough of him.
His hands roved up and down my back, grasping my hips as he dug his fingers into my skin.
“More, alpha. I need your cum. Please fill me. Please!”
Elliot begged, and I preened. I longed for those words, wanted to hear them when he wasn’t so drunk with heat-infused lust. I’d take what was given and be thankful for it.
I was what he needed, and I would take care of him. If only in this moment, Elliot was mine and I was his. I could pretend for this section of time that he and I were one, that we were together and would be forever.
With a final thrust, I let out a release that filled the condom with my cum. For a fleeting moment I wished the condom wasn’t between us, that I had been able to take him bare and he accepted my seed.
That was silly fantasy though, one that I had no business entertaining.
Elliot’s release came at the same time as mine. His cum coated my stomach, sticky and wet between us.
“Fuck, more. I need more.” Elliot’s legs locked around me. “Don’t leave.”
His touch was desperate, almost scared. I understood the feeling. At any moment I was sure he was going to disappear like this had all been a mirage. I had the same thought.
“I’m here,” I said. “I’ve got you.”
“Don’t let me go.” His arms tightened around me.
I carefully spun us, so that he was on top of me. He settled, but barely.
“I’ve got you,” I said. “I won’t let you go again.”