Page 14 of Suddenly His Alpha

His mind again went to Tulla. How difficult had last night been for him? Thinking his omega had suffered just as much both excited and upset him. The protective instinct within him roared to life again. While he might not be able to sate the lust, he could calm that need. Easily. Grabbing his phone from the nightstand, he gazed at the screen. Last night, the Guard had finally given him the main number to Tulla’s boarding house. When he’d gotten home, it had been late. Too late for him to wake a whole house of omegas because ofhisneed.

Now it was still some ridiculously early hour, but he couldn’t hold back another moment. He needed to hear Tulla’s voice. Hitting Send, he then drew the phone to his ear and listened to the ringing. When he was almost ready to give up, he heard a sleepy “hello?”

“Tulla?” Had he gotten so lucky that his omega had answered the phone?

There was a moment of silence before he heard, “Beckett.”

Beckett closed his eyes, a growl rising up his throat. “I’m sorry I called so early… but… I just needed to hear your voice.”

“Don’t be sorry. I’ve barely slept a wink all night.”

Beckett smiled, even as he worried over his omega. “I wish I could be there with you.” His dick had already begun to grow harder, just hearing Tulla’s voice. He adjusted the thickening mass and tried to make himself more comfortable.

“I wish you could be here, too.” Tulla was silent a moment. “Have you heard any news yet?”

Beckett chuckled. “It’s only been a few hours. I doubt your parents have even gone through the agreement yet.”

“I’ll call them.” He paused. “You know, when it’s not crazy early.”

“Are you sorry I called?”

“Never,” Tulla said breathlessly.

It was enough to make Beckett ache a little more. His cock was stiff as stone. He ran a hand down it, trying to stop the mindless aching. “I don’t know if I can last much longer,” he ground out.

Silence hung between them a moment before Tulla asked a question that nearly made him come on the spot. “Are you touching yourself?”

After he got past the heavy wave of lust that rocketed through him, he nodded, as if Tulla could see. “Would that be a bad thing?”

“No,” Tulla whispered. “I’m touching myself.”

Beckett’s back stiffened, his cock jerking. He hissed in pain and stroked his shaft. “Aren’t you out in the open?” Beckett asked, stroking his hard length.

“No. I took the phone to the bedroom.”

Thank the gods for cordless phones. Being a boarding house, he couldn’t be sure what was there. He’d never seen the inside of one.

“Of course, someone could pick up the other line at any moment. But everyone’s in bed right now,” Tulla added. “So I think we’re okay.”

“Okay? To do what?” Beckett knew what he wanted to have happen. But he was struggling to be a gentleman. They were unmated… both on the brink of madness… and he wanted to protect his omega. But the thought of listening to Tulla come set fire to his whole body.

“I want to hear you,” Tulla whispered. “I want to know how it sounds when you come.”

Beckett’s lids fluttered closed. “How could I say no to that?” He continued to stroke his cock. “I’m hard, baby. So hard. Just hearing you answer the phone was enough to get me there.”

He could hear the quickening of Tulla’s breathing, and he smiled slightly. His own grew more ragged, and he lay back in his bed, cock in hand.

“Are you stroking it from the base to the fat head?” Tulla asked.

“How do you know it’s fat?” Beckett said with a smile. “I could have thin dick.”

“I felt it against my stomach. It’s thick.”

He could hear the humor in Tulla’s voice, and he loved it. Even then, he could feel the omega’s sense of sarcasm peeking out. “I’m stroking it… from base to the fat head. Circling once over the tip and wiping the pre-cum down to the base. And then back up again.”

“What’s it look like?”

Beckett looked down at his cock, never really staring at himself long enough to be able to describe himself. “I don’t know? Like any other cock?”

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