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

by Xander Collins

  “I know. But don’t you think this is all happening a little too fast? Do you think we’ll be able to handle this with no money? I mean, we still barely know each other.” I said, starting to freak myself out all over again.

  “I know exactly how I feel, Jeremy. I can’t explain it, but ever since that first night with you I’ve known.”

  “Known what?” I whispered.

  “That I love you. And I love the baby that’s growing inside you.”

  I stared up at Alex, completely dumbfounded by the fact that this was really happening. Alex was in love with me and I was going to have his baby.

  Then it hit me. This was exactly what I wanted. Alex and the baby, and even my life away from my asshole friends and the job at the steel mill. This was the life I wanted, and the universe had somehow figured it out before I had.

  “I love you too.” I said as tears ran down my cheeks. I buried my face in Alex’s muscular chest and felt his hands in my hair. When I looked up at him his eyes were glazed over with tears too. “That’s the first time I’ve ever said that to anyone.”

  “Me too,” Alex said as he brought my face to his, then kissed me so gently shivers pulsated throughout my entire body.

  Chapter 10

  Alex

  “So, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something. You seemed to like what we did on that first night, but you haven’t said anything since then. Were you into it?” I kissed my way across the rough stubble on Jeremy’s jawline and my cock became painfully hard when I heard the answer to my question melt from his throat.

  “Fuck, yes.”

  “It wasn’t too much for you? Having my entire fist inside you?”

  I felt Jeremy’s body stiffen underneath me slightly. “What do you mean your entire fist?”

  “Yeah,” I said, pulling back and looking into his wide eyes. “When you were on the floor … before I knotted inside you. I hadn’t planned it at all, but I just … slipped right in. I watched the whole thing in the mirror. It was fucking amazing.” Jeremy stared at me for a long moment. This seemed like another thing he needed some time to process. “You’ve never done that before?” I asked.

  “No. It was my first time. I told you that.”

  “Oh.” I was suddenly starting to feel bad about everything that had happened that night. We hadn’t talked about any of this. It didn’t seem like a big deal that I’d been the first to knot inside him, but knowing that I was the first one to ever enter him, and that I’d done it with my entire fist. I felt terrible. “I’m sorry, Jeremy. I had no idea. I assumed you meant your first time being knotted. I should have asked you about it, but …”

  “Hey, don’t worry about it. We were both pretty crazed that night. And besides …”

  Jeremy’s face started to turn pink and he lowered his eyes. I could tell he was embarrassed about what he was about to say, and I had to admit it got me even harder.

  “What?” I asked, lifting his chin so that his eyes met mine. I enjoyed watching him squirm, especially when I could see in his eyes how uncomfortable he was.

  “I really liked it. I mean, I had no idea what you were doing, but, the whole thing—every part of it—was incredible. I never thought I’d like being a bottom so much.”

  “Yeah?” I asked, moving my hand down Jeremy’s chest and slipping it under the waistband of his boxer briefs. “What did you like about it?”

  Jeremy looked at me like a deer caught in headlights. His mouth was open but nothing came out, except a low moan when my hand brushed the head of his hard cock. “Oh, fuck,” he whispered.

  “Tell me,” I ordered. “I want to know what you liked.”

  Jeremy’s eyes met mine and he swallowed hard. “I liked …”

  “Yes?” I said, reaching down further and giving his balls a firm squeeze.

  Jeremy gasped and his entire body tensed. “I liked it when you told me what to do,” he moaned, closing his eyes. “I liked it when you grabbed my hair and …”

  “And what?” I slowly pulled Jeremy’s underwear down, allowing his hard cock to spring out. I wanted to take his full length in my mouth, but he needed to be tortured a little bit more first.

  “I liked it when you forced me to lick your boot,” he almost whispered.

  “What else?” I asked, crawling in between Jeremy’s legs and pushing them apart. His cock was jutting up right in front of me and when I glanced up I could see the pleading in his eyes.

  “I liked it just now when you told me that you put your whole fist inside me,” he said, quietly.

  “How did it make you feel?” I asked as I moved my mouth closer to his cock. Close enough to allow my breath to tease the sensitive skin of his head, but not close enough to give him any release from the incredible tension I could see building inside him.

  “Like a dirty slut,” Jeremy whispered.

  I moved each of my hands up to Jeremy’s thighs and pushed them to the sides of his chest so that he was spread wide open for me.

  “You are a dirty slut,” I said in a low voice. “Your virgin asshole swallowed my fist whole and you begged me for more. Grab your thighs and pull your legs back. I want you to hold yourself wide open for me.”

  Jeremy closed his eyes and let his head fall back, then did as I ordered, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

  “That’s what you want me to do right now, isn’t it?” I asked. “You want me to fill your asshole up with my fist again.”

  “Yes,” Jeremy said, his eyes still closed.

  “Look at me,” I ordered. When Jeremy opened his eyes and I saw the humiliation in them, I almost couldn’t control myself. He was too perfect. “Say it again.”

  “Yes,” he gasped. “I’ve wanted all of it ever since that night.”

  I loved hearing those words. And I was amazed by how shy Jeremy was to say them. I stroked my own cock with one hand while I examined Jeremy’s asshole with the other. He lowered his eyes again and squirmed as I moved my fingers in and out of his slick hole. There was something about how embarrassed he was that made this all so much fun. His humiliation was real. He wasn’t putting on an act, and I loved it.

  “You can’t wait for me to get my fist in there, can you?” I asked as I moved three of my fingers in and out of Jeremy’s wet, slippery hole. “Just look at how hard you’re getting. And I’ve only got a few fingers in there.”

  Jeremy whimpered as I pushed a fourth finger inside him. With each thrust his cock moved up and then back down again, the skin around the head growing tighter as he got closer to an orgasm.

  “It looks like you’re getting pretty excited there,” I teased. “If you can’t control yourself I’m going to have to punish you. Is that what you want?”

  Jeremy’s eyes flew open and he looked at me. I could tell he didn’t want to answer. He wanted me to make the decision for him. “Answer me,” I growled.

  “Yes,” Jeremy gasped.

  “You will come when I tell you to, and only when I tell you to.”

  He swallowed hard, glanced down at his throbbing cock, then back up into my eyes. “Okay.”

  I smiled and worked my fingers back and forth inside Jeremy, then watched his face as I slid my entire hand inside of his asshole. Jeremy’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and his lids closed. His mouth was open and a deep, sexy moan came out. At the same time, a massive stream of come shot up into the air and landed on his chest. I hadn’t even touched his cock and he was already coming … and breaking my rule.

  “What did I say?” I asked. “It looks like you’re begging to be punished, Jeremy.”

  Jeremy moaned something that sounded like oh fuck, then moved one of his hands down toward his cock.

  “Did I say you could move?” I asked, smacking him hard on the ass. My other hand was still inside his asshole and I felt every muscle tense the second that blow landed. Jeremy’s eyes flew open and he immediately moved his hand back to where it was, holding his legs apart. “That’s better. If you move
your hand again you won’t be able to sit down for a week.”

  Jeremy stared at me like he was in shock, but I could see in his eyes that he loved it. That he wanted someone to take control. It had nothing to do with whether or not he was in heat, or even what his status was. It was a need that was deep inside him and had nothing to do with whether he was a beta who worked in the steelyard or an omega who was pregnant with my baby. The fact that he was a big, burly dude with an attitude was the icing on the cake for me.

  I continued to fuck Jeremy’s asshole with my entire fist while I watched his cock spring back to life. I knew my hand was rubbing up against his prostate, and that was the reason he came without having his cock touched. It was amazing watching him have that hands-free orgasm, but I really wanted to grab a hold of his beautifully smooth cock. As I watched it bounce up and down with each thrust I wondered how many times I could make him come.

  I gave in and grabbed his cock and started working the shaft while he lay there with his legs spread wide and pulled to his chest. He kept moaning and saying oh fuck over and over again as I worked his asshole and cock in a slowly increasing rhythm. I could tell by his moans that it wasn’t going to take much more for him to come again, so I lowered my lips close to the head of his cock.

  “You can come now,” I said as I sucked him into my mouth. I immediately felt Jeremy’s entire body tense up as his stream hit the back of my throat.

  “Oh, Jesus Christ, Alex!” he yelled. “What are you doing? This feels so amazing!”

  I didn’t respond. I just kept going. I took my hand off of his cock so that he would have time to recover, but I kept pumping Jeremy’s asshole with my fist.

  “Oh, God, again?” Jeremy moaned. I could see his hands gripping his legs as he braced himself for another round. I couldn’t stop from touching my own cock while I watched Jeremy get hard all over again. I felt like I could go on like this for hours—making Jeremy come while I listened to his moans and labored breathing and watching him squirm.

  But the best part was he wasn’t even tied up. He was doing what I told him to do just because I said so. He was letting me take complete control of his body. He was letting me invade him and force him to come over and over. He wasn’t trying to stop me or get up, and I couldn’t wait to see how far I could take it.

  This next one was going to be another hands-free orgasm, with just my fist pumping inside him. I could see it start to happen again, the moans and squirming and the delicious tightness at the head of his cock. It took a little longer this time, but I knew Jeremy was close when his legs started to shake. I sped up my thrusts so that I was pounding into him and rubbing firmly on his prostate.

  “Are you ready to come again?” I asked.

  “Holy shit, Alex!” Jeremy yelled. “How are you doing this?” He turned his head from side to side and pushed it into the pillow as he came for the third time. With each pump of my fist a stream of come shot up into the air and landed on his chest.

  By this time, both his legs and arms were shaking. I knew I could force him to stay in that position for longer if I wanted to, but I figured I should give them a break. His asshole was another story, though. I wasn’t even close to being done with that yet.

  “Roll over,” I said. I watched as Jeremy did exactly what I told him to do again. He released his legs and let them fall, then pushed himself over until he was laying on his stomach, his firm ass facing me now. “Get up on your hands and knees.” Jeremy wasted no time obeying my order, then stayed in position as I stacked three pillows underneath him.

  He almost collapsed when I told him to lay back down. I knew his muscles were close to giving out, so this position was perfect. He didn’t have to make any effort at all, and his ass was sticking straight up in the air, ready for me to invade.

  I figured he was pretty close to being tapped out, but I wanted to see if I could make Jeremy come one more time while my cock was inside him. I moved up behind him and traced a circle around his entrance with the head of my cock. I wanted to see if I could make him come just with my cock this time.

  At first I stayed right behind Jeremy. I gripped his ass with both hands and watched as my cock moved in and out of his pink hole. Everything was covered in his juices, his thighs, his ass cheeks, and both of our cocks. I could see that, for the fourth time tonight, his balls were tightening up and his cock was getting hard again. I decided it was time to drive my cock into him and go to town on his prostate.

  I was still in between his legs, but I positioned myself so that I was up higher. I knew by the angle that when my cock moved in to his asshole it would slam right into his prostate. I gripped his ass cheeks even harder and listen to his moans and wails as I jack-hammered into him.

  “Oh God!” Jeremy moaned. “That feels amazing, but I don’t know if I can do it again.”

  “You will come again,” I barked as I continued to plow into his asshole. “I can do this all night, Jeremy.”

  When I first entered him every muscle in his body was limp as he lay draped over the pile of pillows. But now his fists were gripping the sheets and his feet were sticking straight up in the air. I could feel the muscles in his ass cheeks as they tightened up underneath my hands, and not to mention the muscles in his entrance.

  It was those muscles that gave his fourth orgasm away. They pulsated and clenched around my cock as he grew closer. I gripped his ass even harder, then slammed my body into him as I felt him convulse and shake underneath me. I’d been on the edge of an orgasm for so long that I came for a really long time, then collapsed on top of Jeremy’s naked body. As I lay there, I continued to gently pump my cock in and out of Jeremy while his asshole quivered and convulsed around me.

  “How was that?” I asked as I rolled off of him. “Was it everything you had hoped for?”

  Jeremy didn’t say a word. He just opened his eyes slightly and stared at me with his mouth hanging open. He was still draped on top of the pile of pillows with his ass in the air, but he didn’t move an inch—not for a full half hour. That was all the answer I needed.

  Chapter 11

  Jeremy

  “Have you told your family that you’re having a baby yet?”

  Alex had just brought a bunch of canned food back from his old apartment so our cupboards were stocked. Between that and the eggs and vegetables from my dads’ garden—not to mention the amazing leftovers Alex brought home from his parents’ house—we were eating really well. We’d just sat down to a huge salad and some french dip sandwiches when he brought up my family. A subject I wasn’t too thrilled about.

  “No,” I said after swallowing a bite of food. “I guess I’ll have to soon, though. There’s no way I’ll be able to keep it a secret from them for long.”

  Alex didn’t say anything right away. I could tell something was on his mind, but I didn’t ask. I just wanted to avoid anything having to do with my family for the time being. They were fine and I loved them. Well, most of them. But they were really different. My dads were great. They acted relatively normal most of the time, but the rest of my family … lets just say they weren’t the most sophisticated people in the world, and I wasn’t sure if I actually wanted Alex to meet them.

  “Yeah, I’d better tell my dads. I’ll arrange to have you over for dinner some night this next week so they can meet you. They’re both really curious about this guy I’ve been spending all my nights with.”

  “Sure,” I said, staring at my plate. I’d been wondering for a while if he’d mentioned anything about me to them. “Do you think they’ll care?”

  “Care about what?”

  “Well, we’re not exactly from the same background. Do they want you to mate with someone a little less …”

  “White?” he asked with a laugh.

  I was a little startled that he said the word out loud. I’d actually been thinking more of the fact that I lived in a trailer and drove around with a gun rack, but Alex had a way of cutting right through all the bullshit.

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bsp; “Yeah, well, that. But other stuff too, I guess.”

  Alex stared at me for a moment, then smiled and went back to eating. “My dads don’t care. I’ve gone out with white guys before, and guys with no money. But a beta that transitioned to an omega? Never. That’ll get a conversation going for sure.”

  “So, you haven’t told them about what happened to me?”

  “No. I figure it’s private … it’s your business, not mine. And if you want to tell them you can.”

  “Thanks, I appreciate that. I still don’t know if I want the whole world knowing. It’s a lot to have to explain to total strangers.”

  “Yeah, I can imagine.” Alex nodded and continued to devour his sandwich, then stopped mid-bite and looked up at me with a furrowed brow. “Do your dads care that I’m not white?”

  “Honestly, I have no idea. They haven’t said anything, though. It’s not that my family is totally racist or anything, but no one has ever brought anyone home that didn’t … look like us, I guess.”

  “You mean they tend to stick to their own kind?” Alex asked.

  “Yeah, that sounds about right.” I wasn’t sure if what I said upset him, but it was the truth, and it wasn’t something anyone ever said out loud either.

  “Well, they’re not the only ones. Lots of families are like that. It’s kind of scary to do something different from what your use to, or what your friends are doing. But the thing is, were not really that different—not on the inside, anyway. Your dad and pop kind of remind me of mine in a way. Old fashioned, wanting to keep the family close. It’s sweet, really.”

  I smiled as I watched Alex devour the rest of his food. He seemed to understand me in a way I’d never expected. It made me realize how stupid I’d been to judge anyone on their status or skin color or sex or anything. If Alex could see right through all the bullshit to the fact that we were the same inside, I knew I could. And I hoped my family would be able to too.