Portville Summer Series: The Complete Collection Books 1-4: (MM Nonshifter Omegaverse)

by Xander Collins

  “Jesus,” the guy said as he gripped the edge of my truck bed. “That feels amazing. What the fuck are you doing?”

  I figured he wasn’t really interested in an answer since I’d have to stop sucking his cock to explain it to him, so I just kept going. I moved my mouth up and down the shaft of his massive cock, then, whenever I concentrated my tongue on his head, I would continue to work his shaft with my hands, sometimes even getting his balls in the mix.

  At one point, I even sucked one of them and my mouth while I had his entire cock down my throat. Maybe that’s what he was asking me about—the fact that I had so much of him in my mouth and down my throat—but I couldn’t stop myself. I desperately wanted all of him.

  The part of me that was watching this whole thing go down was even impressed with what I was doing to this guy. Hell, I’d never even had anyone suck me down like that.

  For a moment I thought about stopping before he came. I was determined that I was going to get him to knot inside me, and I knew I’d increase my chances of that by leaving him desperate to come. But I had to taste him. I wanted to feel his musky stream shoot down my throat as I watched him experience the pleasure I was giving him.

  I pulled my own cock out of my jeans as I felt the alpha’s head start to thicken and expand in my mouth. It only took me a couple seconds before I was ready to come myself, and when he grabbed my head with both of his hands and held it there while he fucked my throat, I completely lost it.

  I watched as his mouth fell open and his eyes closed and a deep, earth shattering growl filled the air. But right before that, when his eyes were still open and they were locked on mine, something happened. An amazing sensation shot through me that I had never experienced before.

  I had this thought that somehow he had part of my soul inside him and I had part of his. And in order to be whole, we needed to be together. We were meant to be together. And I knew that, no matter what, I had to take his knot inside me tonight.

  As his streams shot down my throat, I kept working his cock with my hands and mouth, sucking and licking and milking him until his knees started to buckle and his eyes flew open. He was now gripping the side of the truck as I made my way up his chest, kissing and licking his salty skin until my lips hovered near his. But suddenly I felt his hands on my shoulders and the kiss ended before it even started.

  “Hey,” he said, his voice breathy, but deep and stern. “Thanks for all that, but I can’t go any further. I don’t even know you.”

  “Don’t you?” I asked, staring into his eyes. My cock was already hard again and my asshole was throbbing with the need to be filled. He opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but all he was able to do was stare. “So you feel it too?” I asked. “It’s weird, because I don’t even know your name, but I feel like I’ve known you my entire life.”

  As those hokey words came out of my mouth I almost looked around to see who’d said them. I’d never said anything like that before in my life. But after a long moment of staring into the alpha’s eyes and feeling his heart beating through his chest, I knew it was me who said those words, and the craziest part was, I believed every one of them.

  I didn’t know how or why, but I felt some kind of deep connection with this alpha and I wanted him to take me. And even though I knew it was completely impossible, I desperately wanted him to knot me and put a baby in me while I stared into his deep, dark eyes.

  “You’re in heat. This isn’t right. I can’t … do this.”

  “No, you’ve got it all wrong,” I said as I laughed and ran my hands up his chest, feeling his hard muscles through the thin fabric of his T-shirt. “There’s no way I could be in heat. I’m a beta.”

  A low laugh melted from the alpha’s throat. “You gotta be kidding me. You’re no beta. You had a group of horny alphas trying to beat down your goddamned door back at that drive-in. What you think they were doing there? We could all smell your heat a mile away.”

  I wanted to care about what this guy was saying to me, I really did. That far away voice in my head was telling me that this was insane, that I needed to go inside my trailer and sleep this whole bizarre night off. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t tear myself away from his scent, and his touch, and his hypnotic, dark eyes.

  I leaned in a little closer so my lips were almost brushing up against his. “Then what are you waiting for?” I paused for just a moment before I closed my eyes and pressed my lips into his. I heard a sexy moan escaped from his throat as he pushed both of his hands up into my hair. I grabbed his hips and pressed myself into him and I felt his cock grow hard against my stomach.

  “Jesus,” he said, gripping a handful of my hair. “Don’t you realize what you’re doing to me? If you don’t stop I’m not going to be able to hold back.”

  “That’s what I want,” I said, my eyes closed and my head tilted back. He still had my hair in his fist and was pulling it so I couldn’t move. “I want you to fuck me. Please,” I begged. “Please fill me up with your knot.”

  I felt myself being turned around and pushed toward my trailer. “Then let’s go inside,” he said in my ear. “If that’s what you want, I’d like to see exactly what you’re willing to do for it, omega.”

  As I made my way to the door of my trailer, the alpha behind me pushed me at least three times before I got to the porch. If some dude had pushed me like that even a few hours earlier, I swear I would’ve beat the shit out of him. But for some reason, the more this guy messed with me, the more it turned me on.

  When I got to the step in front of the wooden porch—which was actually a cinder block—I didn’t lift my foot high enough and almost went flying face first, but the alpha had insanely quick reflexes and caught me by the shirt before I went down. “Be careful,” he said, his arm wrapped tight around my stomach. “You don’t wanna scrape up that pretty face of yours.”

  He stuffed his hand down the front of my open fly and gripped my balls hard. When he pulled his hand out I felt him take ahold of the top of my jeans and yank them down so that my ass was exposed. Then I felt his fingers pry my cheeks apart and I couldn’t help but arch my back and thrust my ass toward him. I moaned as I felt his fingers slide inside me. I gripped the flimsy aluminum lattice on either side of the cinder block as I felt the alpha examine my needy hole.

  “Oh God, just fuck me now,” I whined. “Please, I need your cock inside me.”

  “No,” the alpha barked. “I’m going to need a little more convincing than that.” I felt a smack on my ass, then another shove, and before I knew it, I was up against the trailer door. I opened it and lurched inside, the jeans around my thighs making it hard for me to walk.

  I fell forward over the front of my couch just as the small living room filled with light. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder and saw the alpha’s massive body in the doorframe.

  “Stand up,” he said as he gripped the massive cock that was still poking out of his jeans.

  I did what he said. I straightened up and stood in front of the couch. I heard him close the door and walk up behind me, then I felt his hands in my hair again. As the alpha pulled my head back, I felt his hard cock slide into the space between my thighs, the head pushing just underneath my tight balls. “Show me how much you want this inside you,” he growled in my ear.

  “How?” I whispered. “Tell me what you want me to do.” My voice shaking with an equal amount of fear and desire. I had no idea what this alpha was capable of, but I knew that, in this moment, I was ready to do anything for his cock.

  “Stand in the middle of the room,” he said, pushing me away from the couch. “And take your jeans off … slowly.”

  I bent over a little and hooked my thumbs into the top of my jeans, which were bunched up at my thighs. Then I eased them down to my knees. The lower they got, the more I was forced to bend, and the more exposed my pulsating asshole became. It was humiliating knowing he was staring at me and getting off on watching what I was doing, but I had a feeling this
was exactly what he wanted. It was something in the way he spoke to me. His tone reminded me of some stuff I’d seen online. Stuff I only watched when I was sure no one was around.

  It was a secret I’d never told another living soul. Even though I’d never let a guy near my asshole, I secretly craved it. I watched the way some of those guys online overpowered fully grown men and it made my cock throb.

  Omegas and betas being overpowered and used by one or more alphas—or some helpless guy being tied up and put on display and publicly humiliated—that was the kind of thing I secretly fantasized about. The things those alphas said, and the way they were always in complete control, it just about made me lose my mind.

  And everything this guy did made me feel the exact same way.

  “I’m going to have to take off my boots to get my jeans off,” I said as they fell around my ankles.

  “Then I suggest you do that.”

  I untied my black boots and kicked them off, then did the same with my jeans.

  “Shirt too,” he ordered.

  I pulled my T-shirt off over my head and stood there, completely naked, with my cock jutting out in front of me and the alpha right behind me. He was so close I could feel his hot breath on my shoulder.

  “Turn around and get on your hands and knees,” he ordered.

  Chapter 4

  Alex

  I couldn’t believe this. I was in some random dude’s trailer out in the middle of nowhere and I was telling him what to do. But the thing was, he was doing it. He was listening to every single word I said and obeying every single order. It was just about the most intoxicating feeling I’d ever felt in my life. I’d never had that kind of control over another human being before.

  I’d been with other guys who were kind of submissive. But it never really felt like this. There was something about this guy that brought my most intense fantasies to the surface. Something that made me want to dominate him.

  But he wasn’t like any other omega. He was big, and he was strong, and—as much as I hated to admit that it made a difference—he was white. I’d been with white guys before, but none that looked so intimidating as this big, bearded guy. And he was on his fucking knees in front of me with his ass in the air because I said so.

  But there was a lot more I couldn’t admit to myself. I mean, there was the voice of reason in the back of my head that was telling me what an incredibly bad idea this whole thing was. But the voice was really far away right now. I could barely hear it as I watched the guy in front of me raise his slick ass in the air and lower his head so that it was resting on my black, steel-toed boots.

  There was just something about him. He was like no other omega I’d ever seen. Big and strong and … so intense. His eyes and his scent were pulling me in like nothing I’d ever felt in my life. I knew he was in heat, which complicated everything. And I knew we were both doing things we would probably regret in the morning.

  But I couldn’t deny the fact that I had never felt anything like this before. Almost like all of my movements and actions were instinctual. That I knew exactly what he wanted and I knew the exact moment to give it to him.

  I could almost feel his response to me, even when he wasn’t looking into my eyes. I could feel the tension in the air the second any words came out of my mouth and he immediately responded. And that feeling made me feel like a fucking god.

  I figured as long as I didn’t knot this omega everything would be fine. We could have a good time and both get our rocks off without any kind of messy commitment. I would fuck him for a while and make him come, then I’d pull out before it got too crazy and I’d come on his ass or something. I just had to make absolutely sure I kept control of myself, because I had a feeling once I went over the edge with this guy it was going to be too good to stop.

  “You like those boots?” I asked as I watched him bow down in front of me. “They’ve been kicking around in dirt and compost all day. It looks to me like they could use a good cleaning. What do you think?” I asked.

  The omega and didn’t say a word. He just started wiping my boots off with his hands. His ass was still in the air and it was swaying with each movement he made. A movement against the wall a few feet away caught my eye and I realized that there was a tall, narrow mirror on the wall next to one end of the couch. In that mirror I had a clear view of the omega’s dripping wet asshole, as well as his cock and balls as they swayed back and forth.

  But from that angle I could also see his chin and the side of his face, and I watched in total fascination as he opened his mouth and ran his tongue along the top of my boot, all the way from the steel toe to the ankle. The way he was so desperate to obey me made my cock throb and couldn’t wait a second longer. I immediately got down on one knee and reached over his back to grab his ass and inspect his asshole.

  When I plunged one finger in, the omega gasped and let out a long, low moan. His face was resting on my boot and his ass was still high in the air and I watched in the mirror as one finger disappeared inside him, then two, then three, and by the sound of his voice I could tell he wanted more. I looked back up at where my hand was and realized that, in my excitement, I’d pushed the entire thing inside the omega’s asshole.

  The moans coming from his throat kept pushing me forward. With each thrust of my hand inside him he sounded like he could have been screaming or dying or coming—or all three at once. And when I concentrated some pressure from my fist on his prostate, the reaction was instantaneous. The muscles in his entire body flexed and his ass bucked in the air while streams of his come shot onto the floor.

  I was watching it happen in the mirror, feeling the contractions with my hand, and listening to the deep moan’s melt out of his throat, and I almost came from the sensory experience alone. But I held back because what I needed more than anything in the world was for this guy to sit his ass down on my cock. Just for a few seconds. I’d have him bounce up and down on top of me, and before I was anywhere near knotting I would just pick his body up and come all over his ass or the floor or whatever.

  I swear, that was the plan.

  I pulled my fist out of his asshole, then grabbed and old, worn armchair and turned it around so it was facing the mirror. I still had my jeans and shirt on when I sat down, but my cock was out and it was sticking straight up in the air.

  “Get up,” I said to the omega. “And set that pretty little ass down on my cock. Now.”

  I watched as he got up and took a couple steps toward me. His eyes were lowered, which told me he was probably pretty humiliated by what was going on, which I fucking loved. But he was doing every single thing I told him to do, so obviously he was getting off on it just as much as I was. And that thought made me grin from ear to ear.

  But the omega didn’t even see my smile. He’d already turned around and placed one foot on either side of my outstretched legs so that he was straddling them, then he pulled his own ass cheeks apart, preparing himself to be impaled on my cock. I thought I was gonna die it was so beautiful.

  I watched the muscles in his thighs flex as he brought his ass lower and lower, then I heard him gasp when he made contact with the head of my cock. I looked down and watched it disappear inside the omega’s asshole, then his slick hole slid straight down until he was sitting right on my lap. Even after my fist had been inside him, the omega’s asshole was the tightest thing I’d ever felt. I gritted my teeth as I felt him squirm, then I spread my legs wide, kicking his apart as far as they would go.

  I tilted my head to the side and could just see our reflection in the mirror, his naked body perched on top of my spread legs that were covered in old, worn jeans. His cock was hard again, and his eyes were on mine.

  “I want you to ride my cock, omega,” I said to him as I stared into his eyes in the mirror. I saw him flinch, like he didn’t like the words I’d chosen, but he immediately started moving up and down. His hands gripped the sides of the armchair and his thighs pressed into mine each time he raised his ass in the air,
then his muscles let go as he dropped back down.

  I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, his muscular chest and arms flexing every time he pushed himself up the entire length of my cock. My eyes wandered down his perfectly sculpted abs, then made their way to his thick thighs and calves, as his legs dangled over mine. Then back up to his rock hard cock as it bobbed up and down each time his body jerked.

  Eventually my eyes moved up to his face and I saw that his eyes were closed. I grabbed a fistful of his hair and they flew open again. “Keep ‘em open. I want you to watch yourself in that mirror. I want you to see what you look like when you’re fucking my cock with your ass.”

  A pained look flashed across the omega’s face, and he let out a faint whimper, but he obeyed my orders. He kept his eyes glued to both our cocks as he moved up and down mine, his mouth hanging open and letting his moans and random words escape.

  Watching every move he made in the mirror was surreal, to say the least. It almost felt like I was watching a movie. Only it was the most amazing movie in the world because I felt everything that was happening as I watched. I could feel every movement and the flex of every muscle.

  But watching was also incredibly distracting. I was so wrapped up in watching the omega’s body and face, and feeling the amazing sensation of his tight asshole around my cock, that I completely forgot I was going to stop. And when I remembered it was far too late.

  “Oh, fuck,” he yelled as he started to speed up. I could tell by the desperate look on his face that he was close to coming again.

  I groaned as I felt the pressure of my knot start to build. There was a fleeting thought in the back of my mind that I needed to pull out, but my animal brain reasoned with the voice that it was already too late.

  So, I did what any rutting alpha would do. I picked the omega up and walked him over to the couch while he was still on my cock, then pushed him over the back. That put me in a position where I was kneeling behind him and his ass was in the air, which was the perfect way for me to go to town on him with my monster cock.