The omega shivered, rocking his hips; cock sliding in and out of his fist. Hym tightened his hand around him. He screamed, clutching him close.
“Please,” he begged, squirming beneath him.
Hym knelt between his thighs, spreading them wide, opening him up. A primal and desperate feeling to devour, to absorb him into himself so he was part of him, gripped him. He growled and leaned down to kiss the curve of his thigh, going lower.
Hym touched him there softly, rubbing his middle finger back and forth.
He whimpered.
“Please, please fuck me…pleasssse…ahh.”
He leaned down and flicked his tongue along the length of his cock, pulling the head into his mouth just as he pushed his finger into his sopping wet hole.
Tightness and heat met him. He pushed deeper, wishing it was his cock.
His omega was going to feel so good.
He clenched.
“No, baby, let me in,” he said softly, pressing down gently as he took more of his cock deeper into his mouth. He groaned as his finger slipped deeper. He curved them touching his sweet spot.
He jerked, lifting off the bed.
“What? Oh shit…I…” whatever he was going to say died in his mouth as a scream ripped from his throat. “Feels so good,” he cried out, frantically fucking himself on his fingers. Hym wanted to give him more. He shoved two fingers deep inside him, bobbing his head over his cock; sucking and licking him until he felt cum hit the back of his throat.
He drank him down greedily, still fucking him with his fingers.
“Please,” the omega cried.
Hym pulled off him and crawled up his body, settling between his thighs. In one smooth move, he thrust deep inside him. He sucked on his neck, feeling like he was coming undone.
He felt so good, his hole so tight and wet.
His teeth sharpened. He didn’t even think twice as he sank them into his skin to claim him.
He rocked into him, fucking him into oblivion.
Chapter 16
Jamue
Jamue froze.
His grip tightened on the connector as he felt a heavy presence in the room. Hym’s scent had changed, becoming thick and oppressive. He shivered as he took it in, automatically bearing the side of his neck in submission.
Jamue sat still, waiting.
He wanted to look up, to see what had changed, but he somehow knew that was the wrong move. He had to wait for his alpha.
His alpha, his heart slammed hard against his ribs at that thought.
Seconds ticked by, before he felt something wet touch the side of his neck and sniff audibly. He was scenting him.
A whining sound filled the silence.
Jamue looked up and stopped himself from recoiling from the glowing gold eyes staring at him. The black wolf steadily looked at him.
It was big, overwhelming, and intimidating.