Chapter Six
Wyatt
I’d tried to warn him not to run, but he didn’t listen. The second he bolted it roused my need to chase him, my alpha pinpointed on one thing: capturing and mating the omega. I’d heard of the wolf inside overpowering the human part of an alpha, but until that moment, I’d never experienced it. Some wild madness roared through me and consumed me, chasing all reason and logic from my lust-crazed brain.
He tried to slam the door in my face, but I held it open and growled as I entered his room. He looked scared but excited, and there was a strange smile on his handsome face. “Don’t touch me.”
“You want me to touch you.” My nostrils flared as I inhaled his arousal. His wolf wanted me as much as mine craved him.
His guttural whine gave me physical pain. I felt the need to shield him and comfort him, even as I wanted to throw him on the ground and take him. I approached him slowly, forcing myself to slow down. I cupped his cheek and he winced, his eyes the bluest I’d ever witnessed. I took his mouth gently, and he whimpered against my lips. The feel of his soft lips felt more delicious than any other kiss I’d ever had. My entire body throbbed as he pressed closer.
When the kiss ended, he pushed his face into my throat. “Oh, God,” he groaned.
I pushed my hands under his jeans’ waistband, cupping his bare ass and pressing our erections together through our clothes. We both shuddered and moaned because just touching at all was insanely good. I slipped my finger into the crack of his ass, and he sighed. “Take your pants off,” I whispered.
He trembled in my arms, but then he moved to comply. I stepped back from him, and I stripped as fast as I could, kicking my clothes away. He was slower, his eyes wary but sensual. His lips were parted as he unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them and his underwear down to his ankles. Then he held my gaze as he stepped out of them.
He had a beautiful body, and his skin was smooth and unmarked except for a red mark on one hip. My mouth watered as I approached him. I’d never taken a man before, and I’d never even had anal with a woman, but my hunger drove me forward like a wild animal. His thick cock was stiff against his perfect abs as he slid his palms up my naked chest. His eyes were filled with curiosity, and pleasure rippled through me as he swept his hand over my beaded nipples.
It should have been weird to have a naked man pressed against me. I’d spent my adult life fucking women, but it felt so perfect to feel his wiry body mold into me as if we belonged together. I loved the hardness of his thighs and the press of his cock against mine. He smelled masculine and clean, and so different from a woman.
We kissed again, our tongues sweeping against each other. Licking and moaning we left each other breathless. He trembled against me, and I kicked his feet apart more. Then I slipped my hand down his body and cupped his cock, caressing the tight sack beneath. I stroked him, loving the feel of his dick in my palm. My lust was so rampant I had to stop myself from moving too quickly. This was the first time he’d take a man’s cock into his body and, as the alpha, I needed to nurture him and make sure it was an amazing experience.
He wound one arm around my neck and kissed me as if my mouth gave him life. His taste was sweet, and he tugged at my hip, even though I knew he was nervous about fucking. He needed to give himself as much as I needed to take him. I yanked him down to the carpet with me, and I rolled on top of him. His eyes were wide and startled, but there was definitely lust too.
“Where’s the lube?” My voice shook.
His gaze shifted to the drawer of his nightstand. I stretched and grabbed the bottle, ignoring the condoms. The instinct pushing me had existed long before rubbers were invented, and I didn’t have the brainpower left to second-guess my wolf. I slathered my fingers and crouched between his knees. Looking at his small, puckered hole, I wasn’t sure how the hell my cock would fit in there. I stroked my lubed fingers over the tender area, and he hissed and whimpered.
“Stroke your cock,” I ordered. I knew he needed some sort of pleasurable distraction from my fingers and I had my hands full trying to navigate my end of things.
He obliged, wrapping his fingers around his sizable dick and stroking up and down feverishly. His eyes glazed over with pleasure until I pushed one lubed finger into his hole, forcing past the clenched muscles of his anus.
“Oh, fuck,” he growled. “Stop.” He tried to move away from my hand, but I grabbed him and held him still. It was obvious it hurt, as his face flushed and he grimaced against the invasion. But after a few seconds he seemed to relax and his muscles let me in. He gave a long sigh, and he rolled his hips as if it felt good.
I worked him insistently, knowing full well that if my finger hurt that much he needed to be good and prepped before my cock entered his tight ass. I was excited at the thought of pushing into that clenched channel. My gut simmered with need, but I was determined to be a good alpha and treat him with consideration.
Slowly a gradual change came over his features, and when I pressed another finger in, his noises changed to pleasurable. He held my gaze, and he nodded. “Oh, fuck, yeah.” He rode my fingers, rolling his hips and clamping his muscles on my hand. “Yeah, yeah.” His voice was ragged with need.
I could barely contain my desire to get inside him. Once he started enjoying my touch, it was like a frantic hunger attacked me. I needed to claim him soon because he belonged to me. “You like my touch, omega?” My voice shook as I held his gaze and fingerfucked him deep and hard.
He split his thighs wider as if beckoning me to fuck him now. “Yes,” he moaned. “Take me, alpha.”
His tender hole was slicked and ready. I knew it with every fiber of my being, and his arousal was like a musky perfume in the air. I moved and pushed against his hips. “Get on your stomach,” I growled. A part of me wanted to take him while looking into his eyes, but my wolf wanted him facedown.
He rolled over, his perfect ass slightly raised as he moaned and thrust his erection against the floor every few seconds. His hands clutched the carpet, and he whimpered, “Fuck me, alpha.”
I covered his body with mine, and he growled and tried to push me off as if toying with me. I kneed his legs apart and pushed my cock to his puckered entrance. I was dizzy with need and desperate for him to submit. He struggled and twisted his body, but he also groaned and thrust against the floor as if completely turned on.
He clawed at my thighs, leaving bloody scratches on my legs. But at the same time, he presented his firm ass to me, as if begging me to fuck him. I pressed my chest to his muscled back, and the heady sensation of making him submit had me so excited I was ready to come before I even got inside him.
He growled and wrestled against me as I pushed my cock against the tight muscles of his anus. A wild surge came over me and I sank my teeth into his shoulder again, tasting his tangy blood. I knew instinctively to bite him and subdue him. The only thing driving me now was lusty instinct since my logic had shut down long ago.
“Wyatt,” he cried out, arching his back when I bit him.
“Shh. It’s okay. This has to happen.”
A sob tore from his throat, and he stopped struggling. “Yes. Do it. Fuck me,” he begged.
I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to, but his pleading drove me even more desperately. I pushed my hips forward and sank into his tight ass as he cried out and bowed his back against the rough invasion. His cries were muffled against the carpet as I thrust deeper and deeper into the heat of his ass.
His body shuddered and he groaned with pleasure as I rocked into him, light-headed with ecstasy. He growled and gnashed his teeth as I took him hard, but he also moaned and begged me to fuck him harder still. He lifted his ass to meet my pounding assault, and our bodies felt like one as I took him deep.
Time didn’t seem to exist as I rutted into him. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to be fucking a man. I couldn’t remember if fucking a woman had ever felt this good, but there was something about the sensation of muscle on muscle and his angry growls that had me so turned on I shook with the need to come. He’d always been my enemy, but now he was my lover. The one man I wanted to fuck more than I wanted to breathe. I didn’t want anyone but him. I couldn’t explain what was happening, but it was happening.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck,” he whimpered as his body went rigid. A flush went through him and then me as he came hard. He thrust his hips against the floor, and I knew he was letting loose. It was as if we were joined completely, and everything he felt I felt.
“God,” I hissed as his orgasm seemed to touch me too. I increased the speed of my thrusts now, desperate to fill him with my seed. He moaned and clutched the floor as I pounded into him, our flesh slapping loudly in the room.
“Alpha,” he whispered.
I thrust two more times, and then I stiffened. He cried out as I pumped every drop of release into his perfect ass, flooding his insides with my seed. We both moaned and writhed against each other until finally we fell silent. I stayed on top of him, my cock still inside him, until our breathing returned to normal.
The moment we’d consummated our mating, the wolf left me. I was shaken by what had come over me, but comforted that the wild lust had also taken hold of Blade. After the initial push and pull, he’d offered his ass to me, begging to be fucked.
His body trembled under me, and I found it hard to make myself move. I didn’t want to pull out of him. I loved the hard squeeze of his ass on my cock. But I could tell he struggled with breathing as my weight pressed him into the rug. I forced myself to pull out and I stood on shaking legs. He lay there until I touched his shoulder and helped him to his feet.
I cleaned off his cum-splattered abs with some tissues from the nightstand, and he kept his head lowered. Then because he looked pale and unsteady, I pulled him with me to the bed and made him lie down facing me. I held him close, and when I glanced down his eyes were painfully blue. I winced at the brilliant color, and he just stared at me, his breathing coming fast. He gave soft moans every now and then, and he burrowed closer as if seeking comfort.
I kissed his hair and inhaled his clean scent. We’d mated so seamlessly, it was a little shocking. I could only guess that was because we’d both been in the grip of our wolves. I’d never given into my wolf so completely before. But then again I’d never spent so much time in the company of an omega quite like Blade. The struggle of my relationship with him must have been like some sort of twisted courtship. And tonight, something had snapped inside us and we’d become more wolf than man.
He winced and pressed his hand to his stomach. His breaths continued to come in short puffs, and his eyes remained that eerie icy blue. I was a little worried that his breathing hadn’t calmed. I frowned at him, feeling uncharacteristically protective. “Are you okay?”
He licked his lips and didn’t respond. His body began to shake, and he closed his eyes. I held him as shudders racked his lean frame. His teeth chattered, but when I touched his skin he wasn’t cold; his flesh was feverish.
“You’re kind of worrying me,” I said softly.
He didn’t speak. He just clutched me and shivered in my arms until eventually his trembling seemed to lessen. He lifted his head finally, and his eyes seemed to be his more usual color. The relief that flooded me was huge, and I touched his cheek.
“What was wrong with you?”
He blinked at me while looking confused, and then his face flushed as he looked down at the position we were in. He pulled away from me and rolled off the bed to his feet. His eyes were wide, and he raked a hand through his hair. “Jesus, we fucked?” He looked panicked. “We fucked?”
I bit my lip, but I didn’t speak. I understood exactly what he was feeling, but I had no answers.
He covered his face, and then he dropped his arms loosely at his side. “I don’t understand.” He wrinkled his brow as memories seemed to come back to him. He closed his eyes. “Why would we—?”
“It was pure instinct. I don’t think we can make sense of this.”
He swallowed. “I don’t know what to say.”
“I… I know. But hopefully now whatever those feelings were are out of our system.” I tried to sound reassuring, but it wasn’t like I’d ever been in this strange situation before.
His gaze scanned my naked body, and he licked his lips. “I can’t wrap my head around this.”
I gave a gruff laugh. “I agree it’s confusing. But at least it felt good.”
“Like that’s the point?”
I shrugged.
“We can’t stand each other. Why would we even want to—” He shook his head.
“I’m sure it was just hormones and the full moon.”
“Yeah, I’ve never acted like that because of a damn full moon before.”
“Yeah. Me neither.”
His shoulders were stiff. “How are we supposed to just go on like nothing happened?”
I grimaced. “People fuck, Blade. It doesn’t have to be a big deal.”
“I don’t have sex with people I don’t like.”
“It happened. We need to get over it.”
He looked like he had a bad taste in his mouth. “Yeah, that’s not going to be easy.”
“Well, do you want to call your boss and tell him you want to bail on the assignment?”
His jaw clenched. “I’m not quitting.”
“Then you need to put this behind you.” I frowned. “I’m weirded out too. But I think I can move past it.”
He scrunched his face. “I guess.” He didn’t look like he was sure he could do it. He rubbed his belly, and the blood seemed to drain from his face. “I think I’m gonna be sick.” He bolted for the bathroom and slammed the door closed.
I could hear him retching in the bathroom, and I was a little guilty because I felt amazing. I felt powerful and strong. I wasn’t sure if he was sick from nerves because he was afraid I’d tell people what had happened, or just stress in general. He didn’t need to worry. It wasn’t the being with a man part that would keep me silent. It was the being with him specifically that I wouldn’t want to get out.
Bisexuality was common in wolves, but me fucking Blade Carr was not.