by D. J. Heart
“I do,” he says, sincere and intense. “What does that make you feel?”
Logan takes a deep breath and stares at the inch-wide strip of black leather. His spine tingles.
“I think… I think I want to try it.” He can’t help the way his voice wavers. Merchant grins and straightens, his shoulders squaring and his chest puffing out as he makes himself look big and strong for his mate. It’s hot as hell.
“Come here and sit on the edge of the bed,” Merchant says. He takes a small step back, patting his thigh, and Logan moves into position. His limbs feel heavy, and there’s drool pooling in the bottom of his mouth.
“Good boy.” Merchant takes a step forward so that his thighs bracket Logan’s knees, his stance wide. Logan can feel the heat of Merchant’s body on his skin, and the alpha’s cock is at full mast. Smirking to himself and licking his lips, Merchant reaches down and grabs Logan by the hair. He tilts Logan’s head back, forcing him to bare his throat and show off his claiming bite.
Merchant lets go of Logan’s hair, but he doesn’t move his head. He holds his breath when Merchant puts the collar around his neck. It feels smooth and cold, and when Merchant buckles it closed Logan can feel it pressing against his throat when he swallows.
Looking up at Merchant’s face, Logan is startled by the alpha’s raw expression. The cocky smirk is gone, replaced by hunger and pure want.
“How does it feel?” Merchant growls, sliding a finger under the leather to test that it isn’t too tight. He leaves his finger hooked under the collar as he waits for Logan’s answer, pressed right up against Logan’s thrumming pulse.
“Good, sir.”
Logan feels intensely vulnerable and overwhelmingly aroused, Merchant’s closeness clouding his mind, and the low heat brewing in his belly feels wonderful. Dragging air into his nose, Merchant scents the air and pulls Logan forward by his collar until his face is pressed into the alpha’s abs. Merchant lets go of the collar and puts his hands on the back of Logan’s head, holding him in place.
“Stick your tongue out,” Merchant demands. Logan obeys, licking a stripe up the alpha’s rippled abs as Merchant tangles his hands in his hair.
“You like that, huh? Showing your alpha what a good boy you are. I know how much you need this... how much you need me to take control and show you how good it can be.”
Logan moans as Merchant pushes him lower and lower, his whole body aching and horny by the time he feels his chin resting on the root of Merchant’s cock. When Merchant starts moving him back up, away from the fat cock, Logan whines.
“Don’t be greedy,” Merchant admonishes. Logan huffs, playfully scraping his teeth over Merchant’s skin, not at all cowed by the dominant tone of voice. He’s not an omega to wilt at the first sign of displeasure or chastisement.
“Really? That’s how we’re doing it?” Merchant sounds like he’s trying to be stern, but his grin gives him away. Logan nods, grinding his forehead into Merchant’s abs in the process.
“Okay, but you asked for it!”
Before Logan has a chance to wonder what he’s got himself into, Merchant has dropped down on the edge of the bed and pulled him over his lap. Logan’s cock is squished against Merchant’s muscular thigh, and he can feel Merchant’s sizable monster pressing into his side.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
The three blows land in quick succession, and Logan howls. The pain is explosive, but just like the night before, it feels amazing. The sting, coupled with the way the pain seeps deep and turns warm, is enough to have his cock throbbing in pleasure.
“How many do you think you can take?” Merchant asks, rubbing his hand over Logan’s reddened ass. Logan doesn’t have a clue.
“I don’t know. Ten, maybe?”
Merchant laughs and closes his hand over Logan’s upper thigh, massaging him. “Ten, huh? Okay, I can work with that. Count them out for me, baby.”
Logan tenses up, bracing for the first blow, but it doesn’t come. He relaxes, unable to hold his clench, but the second he does Merchant strikes.
“Fuck!” Logan cries out. Merchant’s hand is coming down harder than before, and Logan doesn’t have any idea how he’s supposed to be counting. He tries anyway.
“One, sir!” he shouts out, louder than he intended. It makes Merchant laugh.
“Good boy! Ready for another?” He doesn’t wait for Logan’s reply before bringing his hand down again.
“Two! Fuck!” Logan shouts, unconsciously putting his hand back in an attempt to cover his ass. Merchant takes his wrist and pushes his hand up and out of the way.
Smack!
“Try to cover up again and I’ll get the cuffs,” he warns, letting go of Logan’s wrist.
“Sorry, sir. Three, sir,” he grits out, biting the sheets and clenching his fists as he struggles to keep them where they are. Merchant then spends about a minute rubbing his ass, and Logan grinds his hips down into the alpha’s thigh. The friction is amazing. Logan is dangerously close to coming when Merchant smacks his ass again.
“Ow! Four!” The slap hit him right under the ass on his thigh, and it fucking hurt.
“How about some rapid fire?” Merchant puts a hand on Logan’s lower back to hold him in place.
“What?” Logan doesn’t understand, but then Merchant lifts his arm up high and brings it down hard. He’s barely connected with Logan’s ass before he lifts his hand up and brings it back down again.
“Ow!” Logan shouts as Merchant spanks him hard and fast. He doesn’t stand a chance of keeping count, but it’s obvious Merchant doesn’t expect him to. The blows rhythmically grind him down into Merchant’s thigh, and by the fourth hit Logan’s cock spasms and he shoots his load.
“And ten!” Merchant says, smacking him one final time. Logan groans, his face wet with tears, his cock spilling the last of his orgasm onto Merchant’s skin.
Merchant lets him catch his breath before he speaks, stroking his tender ass with the tips of his fingers. Logan can feel Merchant’s erection pressing into the side of his body, heavy and hot, and he wonders how he’s going to return the favor.
“You came,” Merchant says when Logan’s breathing returns to normal. Logan blushes, feeling dirty and hot, yelping when Merchant slides a hand down between his thighs to seek out his cock and pull it back.
“No, I’m… fuck. I’m too sensitive,” Logan protests when Merchant languidly starts milking his spent shaft.
“Yeah? I think you have another load in you. Just relax and let me take care of you.”
Logan grits his teeth and endures Merchant’s overly pleasurable touch, but within a minute he’s proved the alpha wrong. He’s shot his load, and it’s going to be a while before he can come again. His cock knows this, and as such doesn’t bother staying hard, no matter how good Merchant is making him feel.
“Huh,” Merchant says. He holds Logan’s soft shaft in his grip, squeezing it one final time before letting go. “I guess it’s my turn.”
Logan grins as Merchant pushes him to the floor and arranges him between his legs. He leans in, Merchant grabbing him by the hair and guiding his head so that his face is pressed against Merchant’s inner thigh. He can smell the pungent scent of Merchant’s hard cock and heavy balls, and when he looks up the view is amazing. Merchant’s massive cock fills up most of his vision, and beyond that nothing but golden skin and hard muscle leading up to an impossibly rugged and handsome face.
Logan might as well be in heaven. His thirteen-year-old self would have an aneurysm if he knew that this was what was waiting for him in his future.
Breathing in the delicious scent of his alpha, Logan leans forward when Merchant lets go of his hair, burying himself in Merchant’s heavy balls. He starts licking without any instructions from the alpha, attaching himself to the glorious orbs and taking them into his mouth one at a time, making Merchant groan in pleasure.
Moving up, Logan licks the vein under Merchant’s cock until he reaches the bulbous head. He opens his l
ips, and putting his hands on Merchant’s thighs to steady himself, takes it into his mouth.
“Fuck!” Merchant growls, hands clenched into fists at his side as Logan starts sucking.
The taste is amazing. Salt with sweat and pre-cum, with a musky undertone, Logan is in heaven.
“Good boy,” Merchant says through a clenched jaw. “Take it deeper. Come on, you can take more. Fuck yeah…”
Logan chokes when Merchant grabs his head and pushes him down, forcing him to take more. The alpha doesn’t let up until his entire shaft, knot and all, is buried in Logan’s throat. Logan can feel his collar pulled tight by the way the huge cock makes his throat bulge.
He wonders if it makes it feel better for Merchant.
“That’s it… fuck! I knew you could do it. Just… hold it there. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m going to shoot. Just a second…”
Merchant seems like he’s in his own little world. He lifts his ass off the bed and uses both hands to hold Logan in place, clenching his abs and bending over as he lets Logan’s choking and the frantic spasming of his throat jerk him off.
Light-headed and grasping at Merchant’s thighs, Logan has no choice but to take it. He’s utterly at Merchant’s mercy, and he loves it. He can feel Merchant’s cock throbbing inside his throat, and he knows that the alpha is right on the edge of coming.
The knot locked behind his teeth his starting to swell ever so slightly.
Merchant is going to have to pull out the second he starts coming or risk getting stuck. Logan feels a flutter of excitement in his belly at the thought of it. He has to trust that Merchant will have enough control to pull out, and he does. He knows that Merchant wouldn’t hurt him. He believes it implicitly.
“Fuck!” Merchant shouts. He lets go of Logan’s head and pushes him away so hard that he falls on his ass, grabbing his cock with both hands. He uses one hand to squeeze his knot, and the other to furiously jerk himself off. Grunting and bending over like he’s in pain, he shoots his load.
Logan closes his eyes as the massive spray of come rains down on his chest and face, drenching him in sticky white fluid. He knows that Merchant produces a lot of come—it had felt like a fucking enema when Merchant knotted him—but being showered in it, Logan wonders where it all comes from. How can Merchant’s balls and prostate store this much juice?
When Merchant stops shooting, he crouches down in front of Logan and uses his thumbs to wipe the come out of Logan’s eyes. Blinking his eyes open, Logan sees Merchant looking at him with something almost like reverence.
“So…” Logan says. The come covering his body is rapidly cooling, and the smell is overwhelming. He feels filthy in the best possible way.
“Good?” Merchant asks, looking a little nervous. Logan can’t help the smile spreading over his face.
“Very good,” he says. He needs a shower and some food, but after that… he can’t wait to see what Merchant suggests they try next.
Chapter 14
“When will you be back?” Logan follows Merchant to the bedroom, doing his best not to act too clingy. He stops in the door and watches as Merchant methodically starts stripping out of his clothes, his mouth going dry at the unintended show. Merchant turns to him after he’s taken off his shirt and shrugs.
“Not sure, but you shouldn’t wait up.” Unbuttoning his pants and stepping out of them, he goes on, “I’ll text you when I know more.”
Logan nods. Merchant is in his underwear, cock filling the pouch and making it bulge, and the sight is mesmerizing. Logan is momentarily transfixed, but he quickly shakes it off. He might not be used to how good Merchant looks naked yet, but it doesn’t render him a complete fool anymore.
Merchant grabs a gym bag from the bottom of the closet and puts it on the bed, unzipping it and pulling out a pile of black clothes. Logan recognizes cargo pants, some kind of thin, long-sleeved shirt, and a pair of leather gloves.
They’re definitely not gym clothes.
Logan looks away and forces himself not to frown. He knows that he’s being unreasonable. It’s been a week since he and Merchant mated, and in that time he’s had the alpha all to himself. He knows that the bubble they’ve been living in can’t last and that they’ll have to go back to the real world eventually. He’d just like for it to be later.
His mother was furious when he postponed the job interview with his uncle without giving a reason. Logan wants to tell her that he’s been claimed and mated by Merchant, but he just can’t figure out how. He knows that she isn’t going to be surprised that he mated an alpha—she’s been calling him on his bluff on that front for years—but she is going to be hurt that he mated someone she’s never met.
“Why don’t you call Chad?” Merchant says, interrupting Logan’s thoughts. “You need to discuss your plans on the omega rights front, don’t you?”
Logan looks up, and if he didn’t know Merchant and was mated to him, he would have taken a step back. Merchant looks intimidating. His tight shirt clings to his bulky muscles, making them seem almost bigger, and the stark leather gloves and utility belt make him look competent and scary as fuck, like he’d break into your house, snap your neck, and leave without a second look back.
“I guess. Is this… what did you say Peter wanted you to do again?”
Merchant grins, stepping forward and clapping Logan on the back. “Sorry, I can’t say. I’ve signed like a billion non-disclosure agreements. It’s nothing dangerous, though. So you’ll call Chad? Where would you meet him?”
“Do you mind if we meet here? Or we could use my apartment, if you don’t like the idea of him in here.” Logan starts planning out the bus route to get from Merchant’s apartment to his own.
“I don’t see any reason why you can’t have him over. This is your home too, remember? I trust you.” Merchant saunters right up to Logan and looks into his eyes, a warm smile on his face. Logan’s breath hitches when Merchant lifts his hand and puts it on the back of Logan’s neck, squeezing firmly while leaning in for a kiss.
Merchant’s leather-clad hand reminds Logan of the collar he’d worn the first day he and Merchant spent together, and he wonders if Merchant will say yes if he asks to wear it again the next time they play.
“Thanks,” Logan says when Merchant pulls back.
“Anytime.” Merchant licks his lips and Logan laughs.
“I meant about Chad.”
Merchant nods and steps away, grinning wide. “Like I said: this is your home too, and I trust you. I’ll see you later, okay?”
“Okay.” Logan can’t stop smiling as he follows Merchant to the door. He gets another kiss and then Merchant is leaving.
The apartment feels empty without his alpha. Hating the feeling, Logan picks up his phone and dials Chad. They agree to meet up, and Chad says that he’ll be over in about half an hour. Logan makes himself a sandwich and eats it standing up at the kitchen counter while he waits.
***
When Chad arrives, he has his omega, Evan, with him.
“Hi, Evan. How are you?” Logan asks, startled to see him. Though he works to advance omega rights, Logan has had very little actual interaction with them.
“I’m good. How are you?” Evan says, looking around the apartment and subtly scenting the air. Even Logan can smell that this is Merchant’s territory, and he wonders if it’s making Evan uncomfortable.
“I hope you don’t mind,” Chad says, standing behind Evan with his arms on the omega’s shoulders. “He and Peter were supposed to go shopping today, but then Peter had to work.”
“Of course not,” Logan says, gesturing for the two men to step into the apartment. “Can I get you anything to drink? Coffee? Water? Soda?”
“Coffee would be great,” Chad says. He looks down at Evan. “What about you?”
“Coffee, please,” Evan says.
“Sure.” Logan leads them into the kitchen and tells them to take a seat while he brews the coffee. Chad takes off his jacket and hangs it over the back of his chair b
efore sitting down, and Evan does the same.
“So I got a call from State Senator Dwight today,” Chad says while Logan gets the coffee mugs. Logan turns to him with a surprised expression.
“You did?”
Chad nods. “Yeah. He wanted to let me know that he was voting no on the omega pharmaceutical bill, and that he’d talked his allies in the senate into doing the same. He wasn’t sure he’d have enough votes to block it, but there’s a chance it won’t pass.”
Logan stares at Chad, and he’s unsure of how to respond. He’s never in his entire career received a phone call like that, and his first instinct is to be bitter. The only reason they took Chad seriously is because he’s an alpha.