by Aspen Grey
Big Dick’s Motel. You’ve got to be kidding me…
The neon sign flickered and my stomach turned as I slowed in the parking lot. The whole place reeked of weed and I wished I had a fire hose to pressure wash the entire place. It broke my heart that this was the kind of place Keiran had decided to come to after he left my house. He didn’t belong here, no matter what he thought of himself.
“Hey, Mr. Suit!” I heard an omega’s voice call out to me and turned to see a working boy with a tattered mesh tank top winking at me as he lounged lazily against an old convertible. “You look like you’re packing some real heat. You need a boy to handle it?”
I ignored him and kept moving through the lot. Keiran’s scent trail led to the office, but I didn’t bother with the obviously stoned guy behind the glass. He wouldn’t tell me anything, and I didn’t need him to anyway. More omegas hooted and hollered, whistled and called after me as I followed Keiran’s scent. As I came around the corner, my fox cried out and I shifted instantly.
An alpha had his hands around Keiran’s neck. He was enormous, and I leapt at him and sank my teeth into his arm.
“Ah!” he cried out. I tasted blood and let go as he dropped Keiran to the ground. Keiran shifted as a working boy staggered out of the motel room, looking bruised up pretty good. His nose was bleeding. “You son of a bitch!”
The alpha shouted at me and shifted. He was a wolf, and a big one too. Under normal circumstances, it might have been a pretty equal fight. But the rage flowing through me tonight was too powerful. Before he could react, I was on him again, my teeth embedded in his shoulder.
He yelped and growled as I bit down with all my strength. I wanted to kill him. He had his grubby paws on my omega’s throat!
Keiran snarled beside me, nipping at the alpha’s legs as he struggled to free himself from my jaws. More of his blood poured into my mouth and I felt his strength begin to waver. I wanted to kill him – but I didn’t have to. I shouldn’t. It wasn’t necessary. Keiran was safe for the moment. So I let go.
The alpha wolf slumped to the ground, bleeding, breathing heavily. Quickly, I shifted back. Keiran shifted beside me and I had my arms around him in an instant.
“Are you okay?” I shouted. “Did he hurt you?”
“I’m okay,” he coughed, rubbing his throat with a hand.
“Son of a bitch!” the working boy roared, kicking the alpha wolf who lay at his feet.
“Hey!” I shouted. “Call 911.” The boy hesitated. “Now!”
He vanished into the motel room to get his phone and I heard him talking to the operator.
“What are you doing here?” I asked Keiran, cradling him in my arms. He was crying. The pain in my heart was almost too much to bear. “You don’t belong in a place like this!”
“I come from places like this!” Keiran sobbed. “You – you don’t know who I am. What I am.”
“Don’t say that!” I roared, holding him at arm’s length so I could look into his eyes. “Keiran! You are my fated mate. That’s who you are! That’s the only thing that matters!”
Keiran sobbed softly for a moment before speaking. “I stole…I stole money from you.”
“I know,” I replied, smiling. “That’s fine. None of that matters. Let’s just get you out of here.”
“What about Mikey?” he asked, nodding toward the working boy I’d told to call 911.
“Don’t worry about me, Cole,” Mikey chimed in. I turned to see him stuffing his cell phone in his pocket and wiping the blood from his nose with a sleeve. The alpha wolf coughed at our feet. “Part of the job. I’ll be fine.”
What a clusterfuck.
Mikey looked pretty roughed up, and I knew that despite the hard-ass act, he wasn’t actually fine. I looked at him, then looked at Keiran and saw the understanding in his eyes.
“Mikey,” I said, getting his attention. “Come on. You’re not staying here tonight.”
“I’m not?” he replied. I saw the hesitation in his face, but also a hopefulness.
“No,” I said with a smile. “You’re coming with us.”
15
Keiran
“You guys really don’t have to do this,” Mikey said as I dabbed his lower lip with a wet paper towel. The bleeding had stopped but he still looked like death warmed over. The bruising had spread to his cheek and below his left eye. Cole came around the counter from the kitchen with a mug of hot tea. Ginger mint from the smell of it.
“Here, buddy,” Cole said warmly. “Hope you like tea.”
“Don’t have any cocaine on you, do you?” Mikey replied. Cole and I both froze and looked at each other. Slowly, Mikey grinned. “I’m just shittin’ ya. I defy the stereotype.”
Cole chuckled and handed him the tea. “Careful, it’s hot.”
“Just like you,” I told him with a devilish smile. I felt like absolute shit for bailing on Cole, and I was probably over compensating now by showing him just how much I liked him.
Honestly, it was hard to believe that he’d come after me. I’d really just met him, and it didn’t make any logical sense. Why would he even bother tracking me down? Explaining it to someone outside our situation would be pointless, but somehow, deep down inside, I knew why he did it. And I knew that if I was in his situation, I would have done the same thing.
“Keiran’s a sweet talker,” Cole smiled, sprawling out on the couch beside me. We were all wearing his clothes. He and I had torn ours when we shifted, and Cole said no one should have to wear the “dirty ass fucking rags” that Mikey had been dressed in, and thrown them in the trash. In Cole’s designer stuff, we probably all looked like a couple of worn-out celebrities, relaxing in our multi-million dollar mansion after a wild night on the town. Even Mikey’s bloody nose added a sort of tough-chic to the whole situation.
“So what is this, some kind of sugar daddy situation?” Mikey asked, innocently enough, but both Keiran and I shifted uncomfortably. “You get an allowance or something?”
“No!” I blurted out, suddenly defensive. “Not at all! What kind of a guy do you think I am?”
“Hey, you were down at Big Dick’s, so I figured…”
“It’s not like that, Mikey,” Cole interrupted. He took my hand and smiled. “We just met, but we’re fated mates.”
“Uh huh,” Mikey chuckled, leaning back on the couch. Obviously, he wasn’t buying it. “If you don’t wanna admit it that’s fine. I know plenty of guys who have this kind of arrangement. Who am I to judge?”
“Did you not just hear him?” I snapped. “It’s not like that!”
“Okay, okay!” he replied, waving his hands as though he no longer cared. “Not my business.”
“You don’t believe in fated mates?” Cole asked.
“Listen, man,” Mikey replied. “I’ve seen a lot of shit in this world. I’ve been around, ya know? But there’s nothing that’s ever happened to make me believe that there’s some mystical force of destiny out there that brings guys together.”
“Well, you’re wrong,” Cole replied quickly. His eyes were intense. He wasn’t angry, he was just… passionate. Vehement. His hand closed tightly around mine. He really believed this.
“Yeah? How do you know?”
Mikey’s indignity surprised me. Cole had taken him here out of the goodness of his heart and now he was arguing with us. Why would he do that?
“You just know,” Cole replied, turning his eyes to me. I felt small beside him, and I liked it. “The moment I smelled him, I knew something was different. And then I understood. You can’t explain it to someone. You just have to know.”
“And you know?” Mikey asked.
“I do,” Cole said without hesitation. My heart fluttered in my chest as he spoke the words. It was almost as though I’d just asked him to marry me and he’d given me a yes.
Mikey sighed. He still didn’t sound convinced, but he also didn’t sound like he wanted to argue anymore. He took a sip of his tea. “This is nice, Cole. Thanks.”
/> “No problem,” he replied.
We sat in silence for a few minutes, neither of us really knowing what to say. Mikey had created an odd dynamic in the house. It had just been Cole and me before, and now Mikey was here and I could tell he wasn’t feeling comfortable. At the same time, I understood. He was used to motels and cars, not homes like this. But then again, neither was I.
As I looked out the glass windows across the back lawn, to the twinkling lights of Los Angeles, I felt a swell of energy flow through me like a warm wave, starting in my toes and rising up my body, all the way to the top of my head.
“Uh, I have to use the bathroom,” I said quickly, getting to my feet. “Be right back.”
I padded quickly down the hall and into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. My heart was pounding, but it wasn’t anxiety. And when I looked at myself in the mirror and saw the flush in my cheeks, I knew what it was.
My heat!
A very strange thing had happened to me after I started working. I’d learn to control my heats. No, that wasn’t totally correct. I’d simply shut them down completely. An omega in heat had an almost toxic effect on most alphas. The scent simply overwhelmed them and you never knew what it would cause them to do, especially if they were assholes. It wasn’t something I’d consciously learned how to do, it was like my subconscious simply shut that part of my body down, and I hadn’t had a heat in years.
But now, here it was. And I knew why. I smiled at myself in the mirror.
“Well, Cole,” I said out loud. “Maybe you were right.”
16
Cole
“There’s an extra guest room downstairs. You can stay there tonight.”
“Real nice of you,” Mikey replied, setting his empty mug down on the coffee table. He was outwardly abrasive and slightly annoying, but there was a sweetness underneath all that. He didn’t feel like a scummy kind of guy to me, but like a nice young boy who’d lost his way and been bounced around by the world in all the wrong ways. “But I don’t want to impose. I’ll head back to Dick’s. I’m sure that alpha’s gone by now.”
He got to his feet, but I shook my head. “No, you won’t. You don’t wanna do that. You wanna stay here, you’re just too proud to admit it.”
Mikey’s lips twisted in thought as he looked at me, and I could see his mind working. This was a guy who’d obviously been on his own for a long time, and wasn’t used to taking favors or handouts. But at the same time, tonight had him shaken up. I just needed to be firm with him and not give him a way out.
“Well…” he started.
“Come on,” I replied, brushing past him. “It’s down here.”
I took the stairs down and heard him follow slowly behind. I turned the lights on to the spare room, which wasn’t as big as mine but was enormous in its own right. Mikey tried to hide his surprise, but I heard the sharp intake of breath as he came into the room.
“Everything you should need,” I told him, waving my arm around the room. “Attached bath. Should be an extra toothbrush in the cabinet. Soap, shampoo, towels. No bath bombs though if you’re into that sort of thing.”
Mikey snickered. “Oh, I can’t live without my bath bombs.”
“Cole?” I turned to see Keiran standing in the doorway looking at me like he had something important to tell me. “Can I talk to you?”
“You all good, Mikey?” I asked. Mikey nodded.
“Thank you.”
“No problem,” I replied. I walked over to Keiran and opened my mouth to ask him what he needed, but as I grew closer, and his scent hit my nose, I knew.
My eyes went wide and my dick grew in my pants. I shut the door behind me and leaned in, sniffing Keiran’s neck.
“Your heat…”
“Yes.”
“Fuck, it’s sweet,” I groaned, running my hands over his body. He was warm, supple and just feeling him made my cock grow even more.
“Take me upstairs,” he told me. Without hesitation, I snatched him up in my arms and carried him upstairs. I’d thought that simply the scent of Keiran had been magnificent, but now, smelling his heat – I could barely keep my head from spinning.
We reached my bedroom and I set him down and pressed my body against his. My cock was hard and his was growing as I grinded against him. I pulled his shirt up over his head easily and threw it into the corner.
“Cole…” he said softly, pulling my face to his. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry about that now,” I told him. I moved in to kiss him, but he stopped me with a finger over my lips. “What is it?”
“I – I want to tell you something,” he said quietly.
“What is it?”
“I want you to put a baby inside me.”
His words sent me soaring. I hadn’t even been able to think about what was happening after I’d smelled him downstairs. Taking him had been the only thing on my mind.
“You do?” I replied.
“Yes,” he nodded emphatically.
“You won’t run out on me again?”
“I was scared, Cole,” he replied. “Afraid that all this – that all this wasn’t real. I’ve been living in a fairytale ever since I met you, and I just thought I’d wake up and realize it had been all a dream.”
“What changed?” I asked him.
“I met Mikey…and he seemed...happy. Content. Almost like that life was okay for him.”
His voice trailed off and his eyes pulled away from mine. I wanted to pull him back, but I knew this was a moment he had to go through. All I had to do was listen.
“But then, when I saw what happened to him with that John…I remembered the life I was leading and just how terrible it can be. And I knew it was a mistake to leave you.”
His eyes came back to mine and I leaned in and kissed his lips gently. “I’m glad you did.”
“There’s more,” he said. “My heat…it hasn’t come in years.”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “I managed to just…turn off that side of me. But after I left you, and you came for me, I realized just how real this is. And my heat came! For the first time in years! That has to mean something!”
A happiness swelled within me like I’d never known, eclipsing only the feelings I’d felt when I first met him. I was grinning like a dork as I looked down at him.
“I told you,” I smiled, taking his lower lip between mine and sucking gently. With one hand, I reached down and unbuttoned his pants. “Now let’s make a baby.”
17
Keiran
Cole’s cock slapped my stomach as he pulled his pants down. The weight and size of it still shocked me as he started grinding against me. Pre-cum oozed from his tip and spilled out onto my skin as he pulled my pants off. I was as hard as he was and closed my eyes as I inhaled his scent.
His hand closed around our cocks and he started to jerk us both off at the same time. Our lips met and my entire body arched up off the bed. A moan escaped my lips. Our pre-cum coated us both, and I felt my juices as my body called out for him.
“Cole!” I whispered as he stroked our cocks together. I wanted him inside me. It wasn’t just my body calling out, it was my soul. Yes, my hormones were racing and my dick was hard, but I needed to give myself to Cole, as an apology for what I had done. I needed to give myself to him to remind myself of what I already knew – he was the one.
Running away from him had been the dumbest thing I could have ever done, but it was also what I needed to make me understand the full emotions I had for him. Now there was no question in my mind. Nothing would ever keep us apart again.
“Take me,” I told him. “Take me now!”
He didn’t need to be told twice.
In a movement so swift and strong it took my breath away, I was on my stomach and my pants were off. He didn’t even bother pulling his shirt off me – he just tore it straight down the middle to expose the skin of my back. I felt his cock press against my ass as he lea
ned down and kissed the back of my neck. I moaned.
“You like that?” he asked me.
“Yes,” I gasped. His hand snatched my hair and pulled my head back. He spoke into my mouth.
“I said, do you like that?”
“Yes!” I cried out, submitting completely and utterly to him. His hand squeezed against my face and he pulled my eyes to his.
“You’re never gonna pull a stunt like that again,” he told me. “You understand?”
“Yes!” I replied without hesitation. He wasn’t scolding me. He wasn’t angry. He was claiming me. It was his way of telling me I was his now, and there was no argument there from me.
He released me, and kissed me down my back, his hands caressing the backs of my thighs as he moved down to my ass. When he spread my ass open, and I felt his tongue against my hole, I almost exploded right there.
“Mmmm, fuck,” he growled as his tongue lapped hungrily at my slick. “You taste so sweet.”
“Well, you know what they say,” I smiled. “If it smells good, it tastes good.”
His reply was a firm spank on my right cheek. My mouth hung open as his tongue pressed hungrily into my hole. My breath caught in my chest as the sensations filled me, swelling through my body and my limbs.
“Fuck me,” I whispered. “Fuck me, Cole. Fuck me!”
He didn’t answer. He simply rose up onto his knees and pressed his cock against my hole. I’d expected him to just thrust inside of me without waiting, but he held back. Slowly, he slid the head of his cock inside me. I felt myself spread open and the slight twinge of pain as he entered me, but it was instantly replaced by the greatest pleasure in the world. The pleasure of accepting my mate, of giving him what he needed from me, and getting what I needed from him.
He pushed further, opening me more as I accepted his cock, and he didn’t stop until I was taking every inch. Our balls pressed together and he set his body against mine, pressing his chest against my back. His lips closed around my earlobe as he started to fuck me, and there was nothing I could do. I just lay there, taking it, lost in the sensations of his alpha dominance.