Page 21 of Angel Boy
"Alpha, you made it," Angel says, looking up at me with pleading eyes.
"I'm going to fucking kill my brother when I see him next," I growl, moving closer toward the bed.
"Later," Angel says, his voice breathless and desperate. "Fuck me first. I need a fucking knot."
I don't make him wait. I climb onto the bed and drag Angel's ass up in the air before pulling his thong to the side, and plunging inside his slick-covered hole, filling him completely.
Angel cries out with relief as I start to move, my hips thrusting against his ass as I take him hard and deep. "I'm going to take care of you, little Omega," I purr. "And after tonight? You're going to be mine."
Angel
I’m a mess of claiming marks and bruises from Xavier’s deliciously rough grip, a testament to the wild night we had. My mind is slowly clearing, the haze of heat beginning to lift, but my body is still throbbing with need. I miss my nest, the comfort of my own space, but fucking in Ryker's bed is a whole other levelof deliciousness. A happy little sigh falls from my lips as I rock myself on Xavier's cock, savoring the feel of him inside me.
I can barely feel my body as I straddle him, looking down at my gorgeously tattooed Alpha. The dark lines accentuate the expanse of muscles beneath his bronze skin, a stark contrast to my pale flesh. We’re both covered in slick and sweat and cum, a sticky, sensual mess that is so fucking different than my stage number over 24 hours ago. Xavier reaches up, gently gripping my chin before feeding his thumb between my bruised lips. I suck it farther into my mouth, my eyes locked on his, as I brace my hands on his chest.
"You feel so fucking good, Alpha," I moan around his digit. "I could live like this forever."
Xavier's eyes darken with desire, a devious smirk playing on his lips. "As much as I’d love to let the world watch how needy I make you, this view is all mine," he growls, his other hand wrapping around my cock, jerking me off until I come again, my release coating his abs.
"My heat is almost over," I pant, my body still trembling with aftershocks, "but I still need..."
Xavier's eyes soften, and he pulls me down for a kiss, his lips gently embracing mine. The fervor from my heat has died off, the frenzy and passion simmering down to just loving touches. "Babe, take whatever you need," he murmurs against my mouth.
A flare of anger surges through me as I realize that Ryker never came home, that he wasn't going to come and help me through my heat. That if Xavier had never found me, I would still be curled up in a ball, yelling for relief. The anger has me slamming myself down on Xavier's knot, feeling the muscle thicken and stretch me out until I fall forward, my body convulsing as Xavier explodes inside of me.
Xavier slides a hand around the back of my head, pulling me into another deep, passionate kiss before flipping us over. Hisknot tugs against my hole as I wiggle against him, crying out as another surge of need runs through me. My heats have never spanned more than a day or two, but I’ve also never needed an Alpha this bad.
I suspect it has more to do with the fact that I was neglected rather than anything else.
I place both hands on Xavier’s chest as he rocks his knot deeper inside of me. "Make me yours, alpha," I beg, my voice raw with emotion. "Forever. Please."
Xavier's eyes search mine, and I can see the question in them. "Are you sure? We don’t have to rush anything. Last night was… a lot.”
I should be more messed up about yesterday. I was exploited and used, and I know there’s probably a hundred videos of my set all over the internet, but there was only one person there last night. The only person I should have been focused on. "Tell me you don’t want to seal this in your brother’s bed," I muse, a desperate edge to my voice. Xavier laughs at that as a smile spreads across my lips. "Show him what a real alpha is supposed to do for their Omega. Mark me, bite me. Make me yours."
Xavier hums against my lips, a low, satisfied sound that sends shivers down my spine. "Gladly.”
He continues to rock against me, his knot pushing deeper and deeper, stretching me in the most delicious way. I come again, my body convulsing around him as I cling to him and wrap my legs around his waist. Xavier’s lips move down to my shoulder, his teeth grazing my skin, and I hold my breath, anticipating the bite that will seal our bond forever.
When his teeth finally sink into my flesh, I cry out, the sensation of his claim sending waves of pleasure and love coursing through me. The bond between us thickens, growing stronger with each pulse of his knot. Xavier floods my ass withcum a second time, and I whimper, my body trembling with the intensity of it all.
"I can feel you," I whisper, my voice choked with emotion. "Alpha,myAlpha."
Tears of joy well up in my eyes as Xavier pulls back from the bite, his tongue soothing the sting. "You're all mine now," he purrs. "God, you feel amazing. Angel, I've been waiting for this fucking day, and now you're all mine. Forever. Fuck, I love you so goddamn much."
I pull him away from the new bite, holding his face in my hands, my thumbs brushing away the tears that have spilled over. "I was always too scared to say those words because I didn't think you were going to be mine," I admit. "And then your brother and I... I love you too, so much, and I'm so sorry it took me so long."
Xavier captures my lips in a series of sweet, tender kisses, his knot finally loosening and allowing him to pull out. I whimper at the loss, already craving more. "One more," I beg of him. "One more time, Alpha. The first time as yours."
Xavier grins, a wicked, sexy smile that makes my heart race. "Say it again, Angel," he asks, his voice just above a possessive growl. "Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours, Xavier Morrison. Fuck me, Alpha."
Angel
A soft hum vibrates through my chest as I lean back in Xavier’s lap, feeling more content than I have in months despite everything we've been through. He keeps pressing sweet kisses along my neck and shoulders before tending to the fresh bite mark on my shoulder. Each swipe of his tongue sends another thrill through me, my cock at half-mast.
I lean further back into his hold, wearing nothing but his oversized shirt that smells like cedar and safety and home. My heat fell away a few hours ago, leaving me exhausted but finally, blissfully clear-headed for the first time in days. Neither one of us wanted to leave each other's side after everything that happened, and honestly, I'm too tired to do much else anyway.
