Don’t be too rough.

Drowning out that warning was his maddening lust for Alec. He felt like a beast now, pressing the writhing omega harder into the cushioned seat of the stretch Hummer, grasping at his suit, ripping his jacket off and snapping the buttons of his dress shirt.

“JT,” Alec moaned under him, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his little puffs of air punctuating JT’s steady, low growl. Sure the driver could hear them? JT jerked his head to the private glass drawn up, partitioning the backseats from the front. Good, he thought. No one but him should see Alec so bare and vulnerable.

Barely registering the tearing of his button, or the rasp of his zipper as JT freed his lover’s smaller, stiff cock, his thumb swiping over the slick cockhead. He moved his head down, capturing the omega’s lips in a bruiser of a kiss as he pumped Alec.

Alec whined in his mouth, his hands flying to his forearms, his back arching up off the seat. The sounds of his pleasure thrummed through JT, firing his blood even more, his dick rock hard and ready for some action. And at the rate that this was going, he wouldn’t last. And jizzing in his tux pants wasn’t an option, and not even because Alec had painstakingly helped attire him for their wedding ceremony.

Grasping his cockhead over his pants and briefs, JT pulled back, his hand stilling on Alec’s veined, twitching shaft, his mouth peppering hot kisses down to Alec’s clavicle, and beyond, tongue tracing the dusky rose of his pebbled areola and taking the pert nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over him.

“More,” Alec begged, his voice soft and pulsating with need. He rocked his hips up, trying to motivate JT to pick up his pace, jerk him to completion. But that wasn’t happening.

JT had plans for them both. It included Alec nutting with him, spraying his spunk over their stomachs and marking the alpha, just as JT released his seed deep inside of his fertile, young womb.

“Not here,” JT gritted out. He tucked Alec away before he was tempted to fall on all fours over his groin, take his prick into his mouth and fill his belly with more of Alec’s cum. It wouldn’t be enough anymore though. Giving him blowjobs were fun, but they’d been toeing around the main event.

And JT wouldn’t be satisfied, his alpha would continue to nurse a rampant thirst, until he seated himself in Alec, breaking that last barrier between them.

So, with much restraint—more than he ever thought himself capable of—JT offered his hand and hoisted Alec to a seated position again. The omega sighed as JT buttoned his shirt, his fingers skipping the torn button on his dress shirt, the one he’d ripped clean off in his hurry to get to Alec.

Once he was decent again, Alec leaned against JT’s shoulder, snuggling him. They lapsed into a comfortable silence, given JT had his hand firmly cupping his cock, pushing down and willing his tingling balls and pulsing groin to shut the fuck up.

L’Oiseau Inn in sight, JT reminded himself how close he was to bliss.

The Hummer stopped and Alec shifted, raising his head, his smile shy, his gaze darting to the door. He accepted JT’s help to climb down the car, the alpha wrapping his arm over his shoulder, keeping him close as they entered the swanky business.

No one batted an eye at him this time. The front desk staff remained behind the white, gray-veined quartz desk, minding their tasks, and keeping the hotel running smoothly and effectively. With the small queue, it wasn’t long before JT and Alec were being handed their room key.

“I like their fast service,” JT said once the lift doors closed. They were alone on the ride up to their floor. Alec snuggled closer, his face turning up then, his dark eyes wide and easily readable. He wanted a kiss. His mouth puckered for it, and JT couldn’t deny him.

They’d barely touched mouths when the elevator pinged to announce their floor and they stepped out into the golden-lit hall. The chandeliers and sconces gave an ethereal glow to the corridor, like they’d stepped into another reality, a fantastical reality. Even though he hadn’t lingered to enjoy the champagne set out for guests to enjoy after the whirlwind backyard ceremony, JT felt like he’d downed a bottle.

As they neared their suite, JT swept Alec off his feet, and carried him the rest of the way. It took some juggling to get the old-fashioned, brass key in the door, but he kicked the door open and slammed it closed, carrying Alec past the interior French doors into the bedroom before doubling back to bolt the front door.

They wouldn’t be disturbed. Not for anything. Later, JT would see to it that Alec was fed. But right now, he knew exactly the emotion glinting in Alec’s dark brown eyes, because that crazed desire had gripped him too.

“Take it all off.” JT left Alec to work out of his suit as he struggled with the layers of his own. Discarded the articles as if they weren’t worth serious money, he moved over to Alec to help him once he stripped down.

Hauling Alec to stand at the edge of the king-sized four-poster bed, JT lowered to his knees, on level with his last remaining stitch of clothes. He had leaked through his underwear, the dark patch staining right where the tip of his cock rested on his thigh. Pushing forward, JT pressed his lips to the white blond glory fuzz trailing down past the band of his boxers. He stuck out his tongue, lapping at the peachy hairs.

“It tickles!” Alec laughed softly when JT continued to nibble at him lightly. Grasping his head with both his slighter hands, he speared his fingers over JT’s prickly buzzed hair, and with nothing to grab, he settled on gripping the alpha’s shoulders.

Moving lower with his teasing kisses and tonguing, JT angled onto a diagonal path for Alec’s cockhead and he nuzzled the clothed stiffness. He swiped his tongue over Alec, the need to sample another taste too strong to ignore. Only, as he predicted, one taste wasn’t enough. The wet patch only grew wetter; JT’s saliva mixing with Alec’s leaking excitement.

The omega panted faster, his moaning hitching when JT wrapped his mouth around his cockhead through the cotton of his briefs and sucked hard, hollowing his cheeks, thrilling in Alec’s jerking hips.

Tiring of this torturous foreplay, and needing more, JT hooked his fingers around Alec’s briefs and tugged swiftly, waiting for him to step clear of the pesky article. Once he had, JT stood, and hoisted Alec up, prompting the omega to instinctively wrap his legs around the alpha’s middle.

JT moved them onto the bed, lowering Alec onto his back, and then drawing his legs from his waist over his shoulders, his big, thick, slightly curving cock in his hand, twitching with its anticipation of what came next. But first, he needed to prepare Alec.

“Oh,” Alec gasped, throwing his head back, no longer staring all needy at JT’s shaft.

JT pressed his finger inside, pleased to feel how wet Alec was, his body self-lubricating in preparation for their mating. He added a second finger, scissoring his brown puckered entrance open, stretching his tiny hole.

“Shit, you’re tight,” JT grumbled.

Alec snapped his gaze to his, and he bit his lip, rocking down onto JT’s digits. And when he added a third, Alec moaned, “I’m a virgin.”

JT’s fingers stilled, his jaw dropping. When he recovered, he blurted, “What?”

“I’m a virgin,” Alec repeated, his breathy moan filling the pause. “I-I never really had sex.”

“I know what a virgin is,” JT said, breaking off with a low growl. Alec squeezed his ass, gripping his fingers tight, and demonstrating both how much he wanted this and how seriously small he was in there.

JT grasped his cock, pumping, fearing his above-average girth and length would take Alec by surprise. That he’d hurt him.

“Please, fuck me,” Alec said, as if sensing JT’s trepidation to do just that. “I don’t want anyone else.”

“Shit,” JT grumbled. Just the thought of another alpha taking over, shoving his fingers in Alec and then taking him with his dick, drove him wild with the drive to claim. Mate, his mind whispered, tauntingly. Mate. Mine.

It was all the same thing now.

Closing his eyes for a moment, JT imagined honing in on that tight squeeze of an ass. Instead of his fingers, it’d be his cock, hugged by all that taut muscle, tucked in the pulsing warmth, nice and snug and with nowhere better to be. Nah, he wouldn’t be denying himself or Alec.

Besides, Alec was twenty-one. More than old enough to know what he wanted if he signed up to this knowing he was a virgin. JT felt honored to be the one accepting his gift of being his first…

And last.

Not indulging that trailing thought, or the surging heat to his lower belly because of it, JT pumped his fingers deeper, hooking them and searching for the sweet bundle of nerves that’d drive Alec wild. Sure enough, the omega bucked off the bed with a long, low wail. “JT,” he cried out his name when he pushed at his prostate again.

His cock bounced against his belly, hard and unfulfilled, his cockhead an angry red from all JT’s preparation. Alec was nice and wet now, but he liked the noises, the keening moans and the breathy way he called out to JT. Because he knew, only his alpha mate would be the one to get him off.

“Are you on anything?” JT ripped his fingers out, cleaning them of Alec’s savory ass juices.

Alec shuddered, his dilated eyes on JT as he licked his fingers languidly, one digit at a time. Rubbing at his belly and fisting his cock with both hands, Alec shook his head. They had already tested their sexual health. Now he knew his little omega was a virgin to the pleasures of the flesh, Alec hadn’t had to visit the clinic, and yet he had. Probably to make JT comfortable about the whole process.

Touched, and horny as fuck, JT hauled Alec closer, gripping his bronzed thighs and pumping at his cock, positioning himself to take Alec completely. At the bump of his cockhead over his brown rosette, Alec clenched his ass. The instinct wouldn’t help JT work himself inside.

Squeezing his thigh, he ordered, “Ease up for me.”

Alec took panting breaths, but he allowed JT to push his sphincter open and pop him wide with his fat glans. Once he passed that first stage, JT reached for Alec’s cock and fisted him, jacking him swiftly, massaging his cockhead and wetting his palm with the omega’s sticky pre-cum.

“Ah, oh, uhhhh,” Alec moaned, his breathy exclamations, unintelligible but encouraging, and with that JT guided more of his meaty shaft deeper into untouched territory. He hadn’t fucked a virgin before. At least not knowingly. Alec had been candid with him, and JT appreciated it. This would be his first, too. And his last perhaps… But once again, he didn’t entertain the thought.

And he had no need to once he fed half his cock into Alec, and his hand pumped at his lover’s cock. Reaching down, JT fondled Alec’s heavy balls and then he pressed his fingers to the warm, taut strip of flesh between his stretched ass and his raising scrotum. Applying pressure to his taint, JT grinned as he watched Alec seize from the sensations.

Continuing to stimulate his P-spot from the outside, JT angled his hips this way and that, rocking slowly until he sat fully inside, his dick twitching, legs quivering and his gut clenching from the wondrous overload of sensations. Sweat slicked over his skin, his brow dotting with it, dribbling from his hairline into his line of sight.

“JT,” Alec panted, his body tense and locked still, his features torn between pleasure and pain. Reminding the alpha he needed to slow down.

Not too rough, remember?

Yeah, he remembered. Because as much as he wanted to pound the omega, he admitted Alec’s pleasure was more important to him. Call him crazy, but he actually grew harder once Alec became accustomed to his girth and he pushed against him, implying he was ready to be loved.

Keeping in time with his short thrusts, JT pulled at Alec’s cock again, his shaking hand getting sloppier the longer he remained inside of Alec. He leaked freely now, each thrust prompting Alec to squeeze his ass walls, milking JT of his copious pre-cum. No rubber to keep him from getting the full blow of Alec. Or keeping the omega’s womb safe from his seed.

Alec came first, crying out, his cockhead spasming and twitching out a few cum shots. They pooled over his stomach, his body tensing with his orgasm before relaxing, his ass pulsing with the remnants of his release. Swiping a hand over the mess on his belly, JT pressed his palm closer to Alec, fantasizing about his stomach stretching to accommodate a child—their child.

Not too far behind, JT gripped both of Alec’s thighs now, jackhammering his ass, and burrowing deeper with each thrust until his cockhead brushed Alec’s womb and his balls tightened closer to his body, announcing his impending release. He had hooked onto the omega, his knot now fully unfurled, stretching Alec’s hole and keeping JT close until he dumped his cum.

Which wasn’t too long after. It was Alec grinding down against him, reviving from his orgasm and earnestly egging JT on to his release that drove the alpha over the edge. With a loud groan of Alec’s name, JT claimed his ass, spurting a thick, streaming load into him, the creamy juices leaking out and trailing down the soft globes of Alec’s ass.

“Fuck,” JT roared, his cock still unloading into Alec. Holy orgasm. He collapsed forward, narrowly dodging crushing his slight lover by rolling them over, holding Alec close to his chest. It took forever to catch his breath, his lips finding Alec’s then, and his tongue rooting out the omega’s to play. The wet smack ending their lip-lock reminded JT of his dick twitching, hard and ready to go again, inside of Alec.

Alec smiled at him, his eyes drooping, his yawn indicating they needed a longer break. His virgin ass would be smarting later, even if he looked thoroughly happy right now. They kissed again, JT slipped himself free and he wrapped them under the covers.

As far as honeymoon nights went, JT was glad he waited for this one. Once again, Alec proved to be a most pleasant surprise. He couldn’t imagine anything ruining their bliss as he watched Alec slip into a deep, sated slumber. Feeling the call of sleep himself, JT began closing his eyes when he snapped them open, his trilling phone from halfway across the room with his pants interrupting his immediate plan.