Page 53 of His Surrogate Omega

Gray took it and felt the world spinning around him. It had been eighteen years since his first full heat, a distant memory. He sensed himself moving up the stairs, but he was drunk on lust. The world blurred.

A scent washed over him as they seemed to have reached the top of the stairs.Alpha. He groaned, his body crumbling to the floor. Gray went to his hands and knees, his ass pushed high. He needed to be filled. A growl sounded from a slight distance, and the rumble of it slammed into him. He mewled in return, bucking his hips up.

Writhing on the floor, he had no idea exactly where he was. He was so lost to the need, the world around him faded away. A cry tore from his lips as he felt a big, strong alpha male slide against him.

“Please,” he cried. “Fuck me. Please…please.”

His pants were slipped down, and he felt the head of a cock pressed against his ass. Gray pushed back on it, needing to be filled like he needed his next breath. A moan tore from his lungs and mingled with a deep cry from the alpha. Inch by inch he was filled, strong arms wrapping around him from behind.

Gray closed his eyes, focusing on the feeling of the head of the thick, long cock sliding inside him. Full… he’d never felt so full. And then the torrent came… the rutting thrusts of that huge cock filling him over and over again. He quivered all over, moans pouring from him with every drive. The slow, slick slide of that shaft fucking him took his breath away, leaving him gasping. Pre-cum drizzled from his cock.

He felt the pressure against his womb. It was already beginning to open to the alpha’s claim. The instinct slammed into him—the desire to be filled with child.

“Give me your baby,” he cried, tears stinging the backs of his eyes. “Fill me, my alpha.”

The words sounded foreign to his ears. He knew it was the innate need talking, not him. He was a slave to his nature, and it had taken over.

A hand slid through his braid and pulled his head back—edging on pain. Warm breath washed over his ear. “You want my baby, omega?”

“Yessss,” he hissed. The rich, deep voice washed over him, ramping up his desire.

“I wanna fill you full,” Rohan murmured, his voice rich and deep. “I wanna put my baby inside you. My sweet omega.”

Gray knew Rohan’s words were instinct, as well. That the alpha’s need to create life was the only thing driving him, but Gray couldn’t help but wish those words were truly for him in that moment.

He had no right to them.

They were Jamie’s, but that thought was buried under decades of unleashed need.

Rohan’s body quickly drove him to the edge. The first orgasm slammed into Gray, his back arching as those strong arms held him tight. Another came on its heels when his womb opened to accept the thick head of Rohan’s cock, his body barely able to withstand the force of it. When he felt the alpha stiffen behind him with a growl, he felt the knot at the base of the shaft thicken, locking them together.

A blast of heat filled his womb as the man’s fingers dug into his hips. A roar sounded behind him before a set of teeth sank into his flesh, almost breaking the skin. They both slowed, the knotting bond forged. Now biology took over, shooting thick load after thick load into his womb.

He was rolled to the side, the alpha behind him.

They would be locked together until the knot faded.

As the post-sex haze drifted, he realized he wasn’t even completely sure it was Rohan who’d mated him. Strong hands ran over his body, massaging and relaxing him. It was another instinct in the alpha. The more relaxed the omega was, the better his chances of being bred. The gentle caresses nearly made him moan in pleasure. He was so very needful of the little intimacies, as much as he was for the big ones.

Gray looked around and saw they hadn’t even made it to a bedroom. They lay on the soft carpet in a hallway just outside several doors. A railing was a few inches away, showing a view down into the living area he’d barely seen.

He heard the front door softly close down below and winced, realizing Jamie had likely played witness to that scene, at least in part. He’d definitely heard a lot of pleading and begging—and grunting.

“Fuck,” Rohan whispered behind him, apparently realizing Jamie’s presence, too.

Gray lay there, not knowing what to say… what to feel…

When the alpha was finally able to withdraw—the knot having fading—Rohan rose from behind Gray and then lifted him. The alpha was big and powerful. He looked down at Gray, his eyes red rimmed and swollen.

Jamie had focused on what he wanted. Gray had focused on what he needed.

Gray hadn’t bothered to truly think about Rohan’s needs.

An alpha, he would be expected to be strong and do what was necessary to care for his omega. They were strong. They could endure. They didn’t get emotional, yet emotion was etched into every line on Rohan’s face.

“I’m so sorry,” Gray murmured, looking up into the alpha’s handsome face.

“No point in being sorry,” Rohan muttered, carrying Gray into one of the bedrooms. “What’s done is done. It’s too late to stop this now.”

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