They said he had beautiful hair, but the rest of him... Mac internally shrugged.
Why would Deltta be different?
But he shocked him when he leaned close and kissed him instead of playing with his hair.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous." He pulled Mac on top of him, devouring his mouth. “Are you sore? I’m burning for you again,” he said against his lips, his hands trailing down his body to squeeze his ass.
"I'm fine." Mac was sore, but he could go again. He couldn’t resist Deltta Kohle. He was his irresistible alpha.
No, he wasn’t his alpha.
Deltta flipped him to his back, covering his body.
Later, when he basked in the afterglow of his orgasm, Mac turned to a sleeping Deltta and whispered his deepest desire.
“Will you share my heat with me?”
Of course, Deltta didn’t respond. He was fast asleep. Mac smiled down at him. It would be a miracle if he got to be with him again. He sighed, snuggling into him.
Chapter 7
Deltta
His heat lasted three days, but he kept Mac in his bed until the fourth day. He enjoyed being with the omega more than he thought he would. Mac made him feel like his old self again. He looked at him with awe in his eyes, not fear.
Deltta kissed his pouty lips. Mac moaned, opening his eyes to stare at him. They were a startling gold that turned dark when he was turned on. Deltta liked that color very much. His body burned hot as he imagined his eyes turning darker. He pushed Mac to his back, and he went willingly. If he wanted to have him again, Mac would let him, but he knew he was sore.
He was such a sweet omega.
Deltta kissed his cheek.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
“You’re welcome,” Mac said. He looked down, his hair dropping over his face, hiding him. Deltta noticed he did that sometimes, especially when he got a little too close.
Deltta got off the bed, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.
“I should get going,” Mac said.
Deltta paused on his way to the washroom as a sudden need to keep him with him surged inside him. He bit the inside of his mouth, fighting his instinct to turn around and command him to stay. Mac wasn’t his omega. He couldn’t tell him what to do.
“I’ll tell Yarr to get the hover pod ready,” he said, disappearing into the washroom. Deltta clenched his jaw, fighting his alpha instinct to hold on to him. Mac felt right to him.
Fuck. He needed to get himself under control.
Deltta prowled the washroom keeping himself from going back in there.
It wasn't working.
He stepped into the bathing bot and submerged himself in cold water.
Fuck, he groaned as his body turned cold.
He stayed in the bot until he felt calm enough to return to the bedroom.
Mac disappeared into the washroom as soon as he came out.
He quickly got dressed and went to find Yarr.