Niketas stared at him for one more moment, eating up the image with his eyes, locking it in his memory forever. Then he lunged forward and sealed his mouth to Stelios’, rutting against his body as he explored the new angles of the Alpha’s apparent submission beneath him, the hard, muscled body completely at his mercy.
When he finally lifted his mouth, it was only for an instant, before he leaned in and bit the Alpha’s lip, groaning when he allowed it. Then he sat back, reached down to the tempting pucker of Stelios’ entrance and stroked over it gently.
“I’ve wanted…” The omega looked up, and wondered what expression was on his face that made his mate’s gaze so full of fire. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” With one finger, he tested the heat of the Alpha’s body, closed his eyes to slits and swallowed sharply. So hot. And Stelios was virgin-tight, Niketas had enough experience with women from before he’d fallen for his mate to know the difference.
He met Stelios’ eyes, and Stelios was smiling as if waiting for the question. “Sir, you…have you…”
The Alpha shook his head. “I never felt like letting anyone take me. How could I submit?” A wild burst of Alpha aura rose from his skin, charged and clinging, then disappeared into the room. “How could I submit, except to you? You, who are my mate.” Stelios reached under a corner of the fur behind him, and pressed a bottle of lube into Niketas’ hand. “You know what to do.”
“Yes, Sir.” The omega slicked two of his fingers easily enough, he’d seen his mate do it enough times, but from the moment he pressed them into Stelios’ body, he couldn’t catch his breath. The heat of his mate squeezed around his fingers, drawing them deeper.
Shuddering, he pulled them out a little, watched the ring of muscle cling to his knuckles and gripped Stelios’ thigh with his other hand. The Alpha was tense, his muscles flexing under Niketas’ grip, and he swallowed again, slid his fingers back in and twisted them a little, before he flicked his glance up to his mate’s face.
There was heat in the Alpha’s expression, and desire, but also half a wince, and Niketas knew he wasn’t doing it right, hadn’t found the right spot. “Sir, I want to make it good for you. How…”
Stelios chuckled, but directed him. “Deeper, mate. Curl your fingers and—yes, like that. Up a litt—ahh. That’s it. That’s good.” His cock twitched as Niketas stroked inside him. Stelios closed his eyes, lifted his hips to the omega’s fingers, but Niketas was shaking all over.
He had done that. He’d made his mate, his Alpha, make that sound… Stelios let out another groan as Niketas pushed his fingers back into Stelios’ body, making sure to rub past his prostate this time. Carefully, he stretched the Alpha with two fingers, until they slid easily in and out, until he was fucking Stelios with them.
He watched desire grow on Stelios’ face, while the Alpha’s cock dripped one sweet pearl after another, tempting him. “I can do what I want, can’t I? You said I could take you, does that mean I…”
“Yes. Yes. But I want more inside me, mate. Give me more.” Stelios pushed himself up on one hand, looking down his body, and Niketas pulled his fingers out completely before he obliged.
The omega slicked three this time and watched the way his mate stretched to take them, the way he was going to stretch to take his cock. Niketas didn’t think he’d ever been so hard in his life. His cock was throbbing, his balls drawn up—there was a ripple, an echo, of sensation, every time he pressed his fingers in and his mate tightened around them.
It was half because he’d been wanting to and half because he needed to distract himself that Niketas leaned forward and licked at the head of Stelios’ cock. One at a time, he took each drop onto his tongue, before one of his mate’s hands dropped to his hair, tugging him down but not with his usual force.
“Don’t tease me, Niketas. If you’re going to do it then—ahh. Yes. Suck my cock, suck my cock while you—that’s good, mate, that’s—ohhh, that’s good.” A long shudder rolled through the Alpha’s body, and Niketas shivered himself, then stroked inside his mate as Stelios had done to him so many times.
A long, low groan slipped out of Stelios’ mouth, intensifying to a growl as it lasted. Then he was bucking his hips, up into Niketas’ mouth and down onto his fingers, while he filled the omega’s mouth with his release. Niketas swallowed eagerly, moaning, surprised at how easily the Alpha had given in. The omega was so aroused that he thought he was going to come just thinking about finally getting his cock into the tightness milking his fingers.
Slowly, he pulled them out, bit his lip and stared up at his mate. “Sir…”
Lazy, as if he’d been drugged, not quite smirking, Stelios pushed himself up on one hand, reached down and tugged Niketas up his body. Caressing the throbbing length of the omega’s cock with one hand, he sucked the taste of himself from Niketas’ tongue.
The pressure of his mouth was urgent and intent, the way he pulled the omega up between his thighs, as if trying to urge him inside. But if Niketas was going to do it, he wanted to do it right, just like he’d imagined. He wanted the Alpha on his knees for him, the taut, firm ass that was always taunting him spread under his hands.
Niketas wanted to hold him open and thrust all the way in. “Sir. Can I—”
“I already said you could. Unless that was all you wanted, to make me come on your fingers, in your mouth.”
The omega shook his head, said nothing but sat back on his thighs, locked eyes with his mate and stared at him while he stroked his straining cock. “No, I…I want you on your knees, Sir. I want—”
“You want to fuck me like the wolf you are?” A hint of a grin spread on Stelios’ face as he pushed himself up and turned over, just like that. He got on his hands and knees and looked back over his shoulder.
Tenderly, Niketas smoothed his hands along the Alpha’s body, down the curve of his spine, the dip of his back, then over his hips and the parted cheeks of his ass. He tried pushing his fingers in again just to see what would happen. The angles were all changed by the shift in position, and he realized that to give Stelios the same pleasure as before he would have to angle his penetration differently.
Niketas was generous with the lube, gnawing on his lip while he squeezed one of Stelios’ buttocks in his hand, slicked his cock then pushed at him with the head. The soft, tight pucker of the Alpha’s entrance stretched, opening, engulfed the head of his cock, and a curse was jerked out of his mouth by the tightness squeezing around the flared tip.
He jerked his hips forward another inch, forced the head of his cock the rest of the way in, then groaned, started to come and couldn’t make himself hold back. “Oh, God Sir. So hot—s-so…tight…Sir.”
Stelios’ face was hot, different, when he looked back over his shoulder, his eyes heavy-lidded, his lips dark where he’d been chewing on them. “Feels good? Still going to fuck me?”
Niketas eased forward another inch, savoring this first stretch, the smooth, sweet glide of his cock deep into the tightness of Stelios’ body. Stelios. His Alpha. Under him like this—He couldn’t stop running his hands up and down his mate’s back, couldn’t bring himself to grip his hips and actually fuck him.
A little at a time, he worked himself in, panting just from that, bent over Stelios’ back and clutched at his hips finally just for something to hold on to. By the time he was buried deep, relentless ripples of heat tightening around his cock, his hips flush against the Alpha’s ass, the omega was so close again his thighs were shaking, and he hadn’t even really moved yet.
“You’re not going to hurt me, Niketas. I thought you were going to—ahh! That’s better. Just like—ahh. Like that.” The long, smooth glide in and out of Stelios’ body was nearly as much of a torment as it had been to make his way in, and the way Stelios was urging him on, as if he really wanted Niketas to fuck him, take him—The omega drove deep, groaned and shuddered at the echo that came to his ears from the Alpha.
Again, and this time he remembered to angle his hips down, felt
an extra squeezing tightness as he jerked back, then slammed his cock all the way in again. “Ughhh…mate.” It was almost inaudible, but it was still a stunning sound as it escaped Stelios’ mouth. He lifted his ass toward Niketas’ hands, and his demand was breathless. “Do that again.”
The muscles inside him clenched tight around Niketas’ penetration, urged him deeper, and he whimpered as that tightness increased. Too much, it was too much. It had been too long since he’d taken anyone, too long that he’d been convinced this desire was only a fantasy that would never be fulfilled.
“Niketas. Please. Move—”
That was too much, too. Twice, then a third time, he thrust into the clenching heat of Stelios’ ass. Groaning, he drove his hips forward, leaned over his mate’s back and kissed his shoulders, then pressed his forehead against them while he shuddered through his climax. Niketas clutched at his Alpha and groaned as the intensity of his orgasm flushed through him in pulsing, breathless waves. “Sir…oh, mate. Sir—I—I—”
“Don’t—don’t stop, Niketas.” A slow shudder rolled through him as Niketas tried to pull back, and found his Alpha pushing his hips into his hands. Was he…was he asking for more? Carefully, teasing on purpose now, breathing hard but far from satisfied, the omega stroked the lines of Stelios’ back, his spine, his taut, firm buttocks.
“More, Sir? Never thought you’d let me take you, but now you’re asking for more?” He drew back his hips, slammed deep, and smiled at the sigh that got him, the hint of a moan from his mate. “And you say I’m eager.” He murmured the words by Stelios’ ear, kissed his neck, his throat, his shoulder, then leaned back as the Alpha growled at him.
“Eager. Yes. Your cock feels good in my ass, and I want you to—” Niketas drove into him again, then reached forward and gripped his shoulders as the Alpha hissed out a long, sweet, “Yesss,” and dropped his head.
Something about the sound, the way Stelios arched under him, spread his thighs and pressed back to take more of his cock—something or all of it woke a year’s worth of buried urges all at once, stripped a growl out of Niketas’ throat and finally made him fuck his mate like he had been fucked himself so many times. Long, hard strokes, angled to reach that sweet spot, made gasps pop out of Stelios’ mouth, then low, guttural moans.
“Feels good, Sir?” He panted the words against his mate’s back. “Like my cock fucking into you? Love your ass, hot, tight ass, love taking you like this—” He slid his hands down from the Alpha’s shoulders to his hips, gripped his buttocks and held him open so he could watch the way his cock stretched his mate’s hole, all slick and creamy with his come, the dark little curls of hair stuck to Stelios’ skin.
Niketas bit his lip, pulled back enough that the head of his cock stretched the Alpha wider, then swore and thrust deep, pounding his hips against Stelios’ ass.
Chapter Three
Finally. The Alpha would have been smirking, except that Niketas was thrusting into him so hard he could barely breathe. All he had needed was a little encouragement, apparently, because now he was fucking the Alpha like his life depended on it. The thick, pounding pressure of Niketas’ cock in his ass felt much, much better than he’d expected. No wonder his mate begged for this more than for anything else.
The orgasm Stelios could feel building inside him was vivid and hot, stimulated by the stroking pressure of Niketas’ cock, and it was different than the one he’d had on the omega’s fingers while he was being sucked. Different from any other feeling in his experience, but the Alpha knew his own body, could sense how good this was going to be. He wanted this release, and the harder his mate fucked him the closer he got to it.
“Fuck me. Niketas—Niketas fuck me, I’m so close—”
The omega’s hands clutched at his ass, gripped painfully tight, then relaxed just a little. “Yeah? Gonna come on my cock, Sir? Wanna see that—wanna feel it. Ass already so damned tight—” There was something teasing in his voice, the kind of backtalk Stelios would never have allowed under any other circumstances, but then, that was why he had never allowed anyone else to do this.
He could submit to his mate…this much. “Yes. Yes, fuck me, make me come. Feels good—cock is so good in me, Nike-Niketas—mate, please, please.”
A shiver twitched through the omega that Stelios felt against his buttocks. “Please?”
Stelios looked back over his shoulder, locked eyes with him. “Please. Do I need to beg, do I—do I need to beg you for your cock, is that what you want? Payback for—for all those times I—oh, fuck. Niketas…”
There was a pause in the rough, urgent thrusts. “Beg me…” The omega wet his lips, leaned over Stelios’ back and thrust all the way in, but slowly. “I think that would be nice. Really nice.” He rocked a little, reached down and started stroking Stelios’ neglected cock as he mouthed at his shoulders. “Will you? Or are you only gonna say please, Sir?”
The Alpha thrust back into Niketas’ fist, let his eyes drift shut. It was a present. A Christmas present for his mate. He could do this. But you’re going to pay for it later, mate. Oh, yes. The thought increased his already searing arousal. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me. I want you to make me come on your cock, I want to feel it, mate. Fill me up and take me hard. Harder.”
The omega sucked in a breath near his ear, started to move his hips again, sharp little thrusts that rubbed inside him nicely. “That’s—that’s—Sir. I didn’t—I didn’t think you’d—actually do it.”
But now that he’d started, Stelios wasn’t through. He turned his head, twisted and sealed his mouth to the omega’s, then sucked on his tongue, bit his bottom lip. Niketas held his chin with one hand, at first almost confused. Then something seemed to click inside him as Stelios murmured that word again: “Please.”
Niketas’ fingers tightened on the Alpha’s jaw, and he bit back. Drew blood from Stelios’ lip and only pulled away to lick it up, not to apologize. Rough, intense, he kissed the Alpha again, taking control of their embrace as he’d never done before. Insistent, wanton, his mouth was sweet as always, but every press of his lips was bruising hard and burning hot.
“You were begging so pretty, Sir. Not gonna say anymore? Satisfied?”
Stelios couldn’t control the reflexive growl that slipped out of him, but he was soothed enough by the low, appeasing whine that answered him to give in to his mate’s obvious desire. “Naughty. But I want it, so I’ll say—what you want. I need it. Fuck me harder, mate. Deeper, and faster, and—give me your cock until I come. Fuck the come out of me and fill me up, please? Please. You like it when I say that? You already made me come with your fingers and now it’s—I want to come on your cock. Mate, please.”
“Oh God Sir.” It sounded like one word, guttural, deeper than Niketas’ usual tones, and he jerked his mouth away. This time he fucked Stelios without stopping, without waiting or teasing, grunted every time he forced his cock all the way in, then drew all the way out on every stroke. His hips slapped against the Alpha’s ass, pushing him across the furs by inches.
Every drive of the omega’s cock rubbed past Stelios’ prostate, until a cascade of blazing stars poured up his spine. Another boiled along the length of his cock, and he caught himself crying out, little bursts of noise he couldn’t restrain even when he tried. Niketas’ cock was swelling inside him, getting thicker, harder, stretching him more.
A sneaking suspicion opened his eyes wide, but the next moment the climax he’d been waiting for, had begged for, hit him like a train, and his thoughts scattered. Nothing was left but the inferno in his blood, in his balls, in his ass, shooting out of his cock. Every muscle in his body was tight and trembling as the waves of his orgasm rushed through him, apparently endless.
As long as the omega was inside him, filling him up like that—oh, his mate. His mate. Stelios had wanted to please his mate, but he hadn’t known it would feel like this. His erection pulsed, throbbed, spurting every time Niketas’ cock pressed against his prostate, the flared head stroking hi
m—
He’d thought the first time, with the omega sucking him, had been intense, but this was something else entirely. He was so wet inside, so full of scalding heat, so stretched. When Niketas finally went still, Stelios was aching with the pleasure, and it took a long minute for him to decipher the babble of words and whimpering that spilled out of Niketas’ mouth, even as his own ecstasy relented.
“Sir don’t—move don’t—can’t stop, Sir, Sir, I-I-I—God, oh, God, can’t, I can’t—Sir!”
Stelios pulled forward a little, tugging experimentally, then stopped at the burning sensation, his hole stretching too much, while Niketas cried out behind him. The omega’s cock was still pulsing, filling Stelios up with his come, and he clenched around the swollen base of his mate’s erection with a sense of mindless satisfaction.
Knotted me. The omega had tied to him, and though Stelios was surprised, it was more because of the way Niketas was shivering, moaning, still mumbling behind him as if he couldn’t take the bliss, the heat of the Alpha’s body around his sensitive, swollen cock. “Just enjoy it, mate. Haven’t you ever tied with anyone before?”
“No—no—no—Sir!”
A warm, tingling heat, the same pleasure that had filled the Alpha at finding out Niketas had never even kissed a man before him, splintered in his gut, renewing Stelios’ arousal. “Not even one of the women you had? Even for an omega, that’s rare. Is it sensitive? Hot in my ass, with my hole clenching around your knot? You feel so big inside me.”
He rocked a little, smirked wickedly and squeezed tighter just because he knew what it would feel like. The omega sucked in a ragged gasp, clutched at Stelios’ hips and keened. “Sir I can’t stop—coming. Sir. Sir please—”
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