Page 82 of Love in Unexpected Places

He grips me harder, fucking me through it. “I’m gonna breed you good, angel. I’ll never miss a chance to paint your ass with my seed. I’ll breed you when I want, how I want.”

My head is so hazy I can only agree as I’m coming down from my orgasm high.

“I want your tight pucker leaking my cum, dripping for the rest of the night.” He moves me faster on his dick, barking his release as his warm seed spills inside me. He roars so loudly the night falls silent, and all I hear is his powerful voice as my pucker takes his come. Then heclamps his teeth on my throat again, fully claiming me as his.

A burning sensation fills my ass as his knot presses against me, expanding my hole. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groan, gripping the back of Aldric’s neck as I rock on his knot. I lean my head back, observing the stars as another, smaller orgasm rips through me, one that shocks my system just as the first did.

Aldric lies his head on my chest, breathing heavily as he rocks me on his knot. “My angel. All mine.” He moves my head until I’m looking at him. “You are my omega now.”

“Yes. I’m yours.”

His soft, tender hands roam up and down my back, showing me a softer side of himself I didn’t think he was capable of when the night started. Despite how I was feeling earlier, I feel safe and protected with Aldric. He killed for me. He claimed me as his and I want nothing more. Yeah, I’m his. For however long he wants to keep me.

six

ALDRIC

Game Night is coming to a close, and I have what I want in my arms. After I knotted him, Jude fell asleep under the stars, his smaller body sprawled across my chest. My hands continue to roam over his skin, trying to learn everything I can about him through touch. I want to play with him more, but I’ve kept him up late, chasing him down for half the night. Besides, I’m sure he wouldn’t make it a good contest anyway. When he runs from me, he needs to be in top form, not stumbling over his feet.

I don’t sleep. Some Alphas are still awake, and they’re hunting. If I close my eyes, someone might try to take Jude from me. I can kill again, though I’d rather not.

We agreed to only take our omegas and our omegas only. For some Alphas, the temptation of other omegas running around was too much. The maze was a risky plan, but it was the best solution for wanting to hunt. I don’t regret killing for my omega—it’s in my very nature to fight for what is mine. Now that he is, having given up allpretense that he belongs to me, I won’t have to search for another. There will be no more Game Nights for me.

When he wakes, even though the night isn’t over, I carry him out of the maze, walking towards a bank of cars waiting for the omegas to get them home—if their Alphas don’t have plans for them upon waking, that is.

I set him on his feet, turning him to face me. My instincts are begging me to have him again, to fuck him and knot him, but he’s dead on his feet and can take no more.

Unlike when I gazed upon him last night, his eyes filled with fire, now they only hold exhaustion and a trace of the heat he showed me when last I took him. A tender look crosses his face as he meets my eyes. Jude tries to hide it, but I catch it just before he does.

Gripping his chin, I tilt his face up and kiss him more gently than I did earlier. Jude melts into me, placing his hands against my pecs. He mewls in my mouth, getting as close to me as he can. My hand glides down to his ass, palming the meaty globes. Gods, I can’t wait to fuck him again—without the haze of my Alpha instincts driving me on. I enjoyed the shit out of him tonight, but I’d rather have more than a quick fuck outside. Though there is something to be said about having his ass under the stars.

“What happens now?” he says, eyes drooping with exhaustion. I drove him hard tonight. He needs rest so we can do it all over again.

“Get some sleep, angel. I’ll come for you.”

His warm breath ghosts over my nipple as he hugs me, sending a tingle of arousal through me. My cock hardens, and I’m tempted to bend him over once more to have another taste. I fight against my instincts so I can take care of my omega.

“I’m going to hold you to that,” he whispers against my skin.

“I always keep my word.” I give him a little shove in the direction of the car. He limps as if bruised, and I smile. He fought me well tonight, and he bears the marks of my primal desire for him.

He slides into the back of one of the cars but not before looking at me with a confused expression. I know what he’s thinking. How can he be mine when I took him like I did? He shouldn’t worry. All will be answered soon enough. He’s mine, until my last breath.

Hours later, the implants are reactivated, and I’m back to being the Alpha that has to keep himself under control. I don’t like it, but it must be done.

Instead of going straight to Jude’s apartment as I want—I obtained his home address from his personnel files—I go home to clean myself up and take a quick nap. I still have blood and flesh attached to me, and I’d rather not go to Jude filthy when I have my senses about me.

It’s been years since I’ve killed a man and never because of an omega. It felt good to get my hands dirty again. Especially because that fucking Alpha touched what belongs to me.

My nap was much needed. Though I’m still in great shape, I haven’t exerted myself like that in years. Jude really pushed me to my limits last night. Is he willing to play like that again? I think he liked me chasing him down as much as I enjoyed doing it.

As I stand in front of the mirror after a hot shower, I look at the marks and bruises that mar my body. My lip issplit and slightly swollen. Turning around and glance over my shoulder. Scratch marks mar my back, both from Jude’s desire and his need to get me off him. All along my sides and biceps are bruising handprints. I love how they look against my tanned skin. My cock stirs as I stare at my marks and think of those I left upon him. I want more.

Dressing as quickly as I can, I hop in my car and break the sound barrier to get to Jude. I need in him now.

Pulling up to his apartment building, I throw my car in park and rush to his floor. I knock loudly on his door, hoping he’s awake. If he’s not, he will be soon with the way I’m pounding at it.

The door is pulled open, and a sleepy Jude greets me. Exhaustion leaves his eyes once they land upon me, and he whimpers, holding his arms out in my direction. Stepping inside, I pick him up, planting my lips on his and kicking the door shut.

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