by Aspen Grey
“Don’t be dumb, Kenneth,” I told myself, shaking my head. “He’s in the other room making coffee.”
I swung my legs out of bed and realized I was still wearing my pants and t-shirt from last night. I groaned, feeling both bummed out and grateful at the same time when I realized he hadn’t undressed me before putting me to bed.
Of course it was the right, gentlemanly thing to do, but part of me still wanted to believe that he would be unable to keep his hands off me. I wanted to be that undeniably sexy, impossible to deny omega that got his cock harder than Chinese algebra.
Don’t be so stupid, I told myself as I stretched my arms over my head. He’s a gentleman.
At least he had been last night.
“Oh, God…” I groaned as realization hit me. I grabbed his cock, didn’t I?
Yup. There was no denying that. And just thinking about it – how it looked, how it felt in my hand – made my mouth start to water all over again.
All smiles, I got to my feet and walked down the hall, following the smell of the coffee. Preston’s house was small. The main room of the house was a living room and a kitchen, divided by a small counter with a couple of stools. Standing by the stove was Preston, wearing nothing but a pair of white boxers.
Fuck!
His back was like a bodybuilder’s. I couldn’t even begin to list the muscles that were bulging out of him, but those big ones by his neck (traps maybe?) made him look like a sexy version of the Hulk.
And of course, he had to be wearing white boxers that gave me a perfect view of his ass. All I could think about was sinking my teeth into one of those cheeks and kissing all the way up his back to his lips.
“Someone should make a replica of your cock.” Yup, that was what I opened with. “Men and women would all buy it. They’d make millions.”
“Hey, there’s a business idea,” he said, smiling as he turned around to face me.
Shit… I thought as he flashed his pearly whites at me.
“Seriously…like – what the fuck?” I don’t know if I was still feeling the effects of the roofies, or if I was just drunk over how unbearably hot he was, but my inhibitions didn’t seem to be functioning.
“Hah!” he laughed. “You seemed impressed last night.”
I felt myself blushing and looked down at my feet. “Yeah, sorry about that. I – I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Nah, you’re good,” he replied. “I’m irresistible. I know.”
“Cocky,” I cooed, stepping around the counter toward him. “Is that for me?” I asked, pointing to the coffee machine.
“It’s for both of us,” he replied. “It’s pretty good. Kona beans from Hawaii, I think.”
“Ohhh, aren’t you fancy?” I asked as he pulled two cups from the cabinet and started to pour.
“I’ve been called many things, but fancy sure ain’t one of them.”
“Well, there’s a first time for everything.”
Including me, I thought.
He handed me a warm mug and I held it to my nose and inhaled the aroma. It was sweet, almost herbal, and I couldn’t wait to take a sip – once it cooled down, of course.
“What happened last night?” Preston asked me. His question brought me right back down to Earth as the images of R7 and Jasper came flooding back to me like a cargo train running right over my brain.
“Ugh,” I groaned, setting my mug down on the counter beside me. “I was – I was just stupid. I left my drink at the bar and went to the bathroom. Came back, downed it and tried to leave, and then…well, you know the rest, I guess.”
“That’s Jasper,” he scowled. “He’s a real son of a bitch.”
“You know him?”
“You could say that,” he growled. “He tried the same thing on me.”
“Seriously?”
Preston nodded slowly, as if reliving something terrible that had happened to him. “His family’s powerful in Austin. Dad’s a big-time developer. Jasper gets off on power, so much so that he goes after other alphas. And when he can’t get them from his sheer…charisma…he finds alternative methods.”
“And did he—?”
“No,” Preston said quickly. “Didn’t work on me. I managed not to get alone with him. But that didn’t stop him. He basically stalked me, and when that didn’t work, he spread a rumor around town about me that I’d tried to rape him!”
Preston’s fist came down against the counter with such force that I almost jumped out of my skin. Coffee sloshed out of my mug and onto the floor.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” he apologized, grabbing some paper towels from a roll beside him. His face was red. I could see just how much this meant to him, and it helped me understand even more why he didn’t respond to my advances last night.
“No, that’s fine!” I said quickly. I took the towels from him and used them to clean up the mess. “You saved me from something out of a horror movie. Cleaning up’s the least I can do.”
Preston didn’t respond right away as I knelt down and dabbed the spill from the worn hardwood floor. He shifted uncomfortably and I got another noseful of his scent. I closed my eyes and tried to suppress my groan, but he must have heard me and chuckled.
“He he…” I laughed nervously as I got to my feet. I held up the dirty paper towels and raised my eyebrows. “Trash can?”
“Oh,” he replied. “Right there.”
I tossed the paper towels and stood there looking at him, feeling more awkward than I’d ever felt in my life. I just didn’t know what to do. I felt like we’d skipped step one of a relationship and moved right onto step two – emotionally bonding over past trauma. I mean, we’d cuddled last night without even having sex! What was going on with me!? But again, as though Preston could read my mind, he spoke.
“I feel the same way,” he said. I just stared stupidly back at him. “When I smell you. It’s like…it’s like we’re just meant—”
“Meant for each other!?” I said, finishing his sentence. Preston grinned back and nodded.
“Exactly.”
7
Preston
I crossed the space between us and was on him in the blink of an eye. In fact, it was so fast that I saw the look of surprise on Kenneth’s face as I leaned in to kiss him. But as our lips met, his eyes closed and we lost ourselves in our embrace.
My hands instantly began exploring his body as my cock started to grow, barely constrained by the thin fabric of my boxers. Instantly, I snatched his t-shirt up and off over his head and looked down at his beautiful body. He was at least a few inches shorter than me, which was perfect. His chest, his abs, his smooth skin, everything about him had me practically drooling all over myself.
I pressed myself against him so he could feel my cock grow against his thighs, letting him know exactly what he was doing to me.
Kenneth’s hands explored my back as I pressed my tongue into his mouth, kissing him hungrily. I was beyond hot for him. Last night, my lust had been threatening to overwhelm me. I’d managed to hold myself back as it was the right thing to do, but now, all that desire came pouring out of me.
I inhaled deeply, relishing his scent as it filled my nose. Was it possible to be this overcome by desire and emotion simultaneously? Kenneth was so small in my arms. I leaned forward as I kissed him and used both hands to cup his ass. It was tight, firm like a walnut. My dick was just begging to be let loose.
His bulge was pressing against mine – his arousal fueling my own. Something had been ignited inside of me that I hadn’t felt in years. All those years of being alone…they’d done some damage. But as I held Kenneth, breathed in the scent of my fated mate, it was like a dam broke inside me and a torrent of desire and emotion had come pouring out.
“I can feel you getting hard,” I told him as I pressed our bodies tightly together. I could feel his heartbeat through the pulsing of his dick against mine. It was too much to handle, and I just couldn’t control myself any longer.
Instantly, I was down
on my knees in front of him. I almost tore his button off his pants as I undid them. With a quick tug, they were at his knees, boxers and all. His cock sprang out straight and pressed against my lips.
“Damn,” I said as I admired his erection. He was no slouch either. Before he could react, I took him into my mouth.
“Oh my God,” he groaned as I started sucking him. He tasted just as sweet as he smelled. My tongue probed the tip, licking at the precum already oozing out of him. I couldn’t wait to taste the real thing.
Kenneth braced himself with his hands against the counter, letting his hips buck forward, pressing his cock deeper into my throat. I could have sucked him all day, but my dick was screaming at me. I had to have him.
Now.
Letting his hard shaft slip from my lips, I got back to my feet and locked eyes with him. Without breaking our gaze, I undid my pants and took out my cock. Kenneth couldn’t help himself. He looked. I grinned.
“Like that?” I asked him, proudly displaying my full erection. He’d been impressed last night, and I could see even more amazement in his expression as he stared. He reached out tenderly and took it in his hand, which barely fit around my impressive girth.
“It can’t be possible,” he said, almost to himself as he started to stroke me.
“Use both hands,” I told him. He did. They both fit easily with room to spare. Precum spilled into his palms, which he quickly spread over his fingers and used as lube as he started to jerk me.
The sensation of having my dick touched by someone else after so long was almost too much. I felt a shock of pleasure that almost made me blow my load right then and there. I quickly grabbed his hands and stopped him from moving.
“Oh, shit,” I laughed, feeling embarrassed. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“Already?” he asked, looking up at me, acting all innocent.
“Well, it’s – it’s been a while,” I admitted.
“How long is a while?”
“Eight years…”
I’d expected a different reaction than the one he gave me. To my surprise, he actually looked happy. “It’s been – a while for me too.”
“How long?” I asked.
“My…my whole life.”
“You’re a virgin!?” I asked, hardly able to believe it. How could such an unbelievably hot omega not have been picked up by at least one alpha?
My tone must have been all wrong, because Kenneth hung his head in shame. “Yes…”
“Hey, hey!” I said quickly, lifting his chin to raise his eyes to mine. “Don’t be embarrassed! I love that.”
“You – you do?” he asked timidly.
I leaned forward and kissed his lower lip. “You’re damn right I do.”
My alpha desire took over. Kenneth was just impossible to resist. I pressed him down onto his knees in front of me. Obediently, he opened his mouth and accepted my cock.
The sensation was like a jolt of electricity that started in my cock and expanded through my entire body. Every one of my limbs was tingling as I pressed forward. He did his best to swallow all of me, but he just couldn’t do it.
Something we’ll have to work on, I thought.
His mouth was wet and his tongue was so warm as it started doing circles around the tip of my dick. My balls were tight and I knew that no matter how hard I fought, I was going to come. I was just too turned on.
“I’m going to come, Kenneth,” I told him. His eyes looked up at mine, and even with his lips wrapped around my cock, he smiled. “Are you ready for it?”
I could feel my orgasm ready to go, like a bullet in the chamber of a gun. Every muscle in my body tightened as I reached the point of no return.
“Are you ready!?” I groaned through clenched teeth.
“Mmm…mmmm!” Kenneth managed to moan as he bobbed up and down on my shaft. And then it hit me.
“I’m coming!”
I came so hard I had to brace myself on the counter with both hands to stop from toppling over. My head started to spin as I unloaded into his mouth and throat. As though he’d done it a hundred times, Kenneth slowed his motion on my dick and started swallowing eagerly, taking all my cum as it shot out of me.
“Fuck!”
I lost count of just how many times my cock flexed and shot my seed down his throat, but it was many more than when I jerked off alone in the shower. One of Kenneth’s hands reached up and grabbed my balls and squeezed. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt. He tugged gently, making the skin on my cock tighter as he forced my dick as far down his throat as he could. Then he just held it there as I started to come down.
“Ahhhhhh – hah,” I stammered as I started to giggle like an idiot. “I just came so fucking hard.”
Kenneth didn’t reply. He left my cock in his mouth, waiting for me to make the next move. The rest of my orgasm began to fade as I started to come down, and very slowly, I pulled my dick out of his mouth.
As the tip hit his lips, a shot of extra sensitivity hit me, causing my body to buck and quiver. Kenneth giggled and wiped his lips.
“Was that good?” he asked.
“Good?” I laughed, grabbing him by the hips and lifting him to his feet. “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had in my life.”
Kenneth smiled, clearly proud of what he’d just done to me. He eyed my dick, which was still sticking out like a flagpole from my body.
“You’re still hard,” he said.
“Fuck, yeah, I am,” I told him, leaning close and biting his lower lip. “You see what you do to me?”
“Mmmm.”
“You know what I’m going to do now?” I asked him, spinning him around and bending him over the counter. “I’m going to put a baby in you.”
8
Kenneth
Preston’s words were like a punch to the gut. A baby? Was he serious?
I wasn’t like – opposed to the idea. In fact, I loved that he’d said it. I just couldn’t believe it. Things were moving so fast. I felt as though I’d been standing beside the train tracks when a bullet train came by, and somehow my belt loop caught on the side and I’d been yanked off my feet and pulled away at hundreds of miles an hour.
Nothing to do now but enjoy the ride, I thought as Preston bent me over his counter.
I felt something new inside me, a feeling I’d never felt before. It wasn’t as though I’d never felt desire, but this was something different. I felt – wanted. Sexy in a way I’d never felt possible.
My ass was sticking out at him and I knew he was able to see every inch of me. If I’d gone home with some random guy from the bar, I know I would have felt at least slightly timid being exposed like that. But with Preston standing behind me, I felt…empowered.
He’s looking at me, I thought as I pushed my hips back, sticking my ass out even more. And I’m the reason he’s hard.
It felt like an accomplishment. A gorgeous alpha, drooling over me, and I’d already made him come once and he was coming back for seconds. Without a break!
“Look at that fucking ass,” Preston growled behind me. He spanked me, hard, and I felt the sting of his palm against my skin. It hurt, which inflamed me even more.
I bet that left a mark, I thought with a smile as he got closer, pressing his thighs against the backs of my legs. He set his thick cock on my lower back, letting it rest between my cheeks, then started slowly thrusting – teasing me.
“You like it?” I teased him, pressing back against him. Our balls touched, and Preston leaned forward and kissed my back, causing goosebumps to break out all over my skin.
My slick was flowing. I could feel it dripping down my inner thighs and knew I was ready for him.
“You know I do,” he replied as his hands gripped my hips firmly. I knew it was coming, and tried to ready myself, but nothing could have prepared me for what happened next.
When the tip of his dick pressed against my hole, I thought, there’s no way that’s going to fit!
And when he pressed, I felt
a sting of pain that seemed to confirm that. I winced and instinctively pulled away, but Preston held me strong and pulled me back against him. As he did, he entered me.
Instantly, the pain was gone as the pleasure swept through me like a warm wave. It felt – right, like that was exactly where his dick was meant to go. He was huge, a monster, but I took it all as he gave it to me. He thrust inside me all the way until our balls touched again.
“Fuck…” he groaned, turning me on even more. It didn’t seem possible to feel so good. I was filled up completely. It was as though our bodies had become one, and when he started to actually fuck me, there was nothing I could do but take it.
My eyes rolled back in my head and my breath caught in my chest. I tried to speak – I tried to moan, but nothing came out. I was powerless against his pure, raw, alpha sexual dominance, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
“So wet,” he growled. His hands gripped me tightly by the hips as he started to pick up the pace. An extra hard slam pounded me out of my stupor and I gasped for breath.
“Shit!” I blurted out as our balls slapped against each other. I could hear how wet I was each time our bodies slammed together.
I was completely filled up. Filled by emotion, sensation, and the monster cock of the most gorgeous alpha I’d ever laid eyes on. His scent filled my lungs, his very presence filled the entire room as though nothing else in the world even existed. Nothing else mattered.
Cravings I’d never had began to swell up inside me.
“I’m going to put a baby in you.” That’s what he’d said to me. I’d just lost both of my parents, and now here was my fated mate ready to start a family with me. It was almost impossible to believe. But somehow he’d known, even before I’d known, that it was what I wanted. It was what I needed, and as he began fucking me harder, an undeniable smile came over my face.
“Fuck me, Preston,” I whispered between thrusts. “Pound me. Just like that.”
“Yeah? You like that?” he asked. My words were spurring him on.