Page 13 of Claimed By His Omega Dragon's Fire
Every time Brock calls me alpha, my brain feels like it goes a little haywire. My vision goes white and my cockthrobs. The front of my pants are wet from how much precum I’m producing. Normally, I would be embarrassed, but at this point I’m too far gone to care.
I lean back down, burying my face against the other side of his throat. I run my nose just under his jaw before taking his earlobe into my mouth, running my teeth over it. He shivers in response and my inner alpha growls happily. I want him to feel as good as he’s making me feel by taking care of me. I want to show him just how much this means to me. I want to thank him.
Ignoring Brock’s question, I fall to my knees. My hands shove his shirt up so I can work his jeans open. His hands catch my wrists, stopping me. I growl at not getting what I want.
“This what you want, alpha? You want my cock in your mouth?”
“Yes,” I say, not even recognizing my voice. “Need it, Brock. Let me, please.”
“Okay, okay,” he says quickly, helping me open his jeans. As soon as they’re open, I tug them down along with the front of his boxers.
Completely ignoring his cock, I shove my face against his orange patch of pubic hair, letting my nose nuzzle the crease where his thigh meets his pelvis, breathing him in deeply. Gods, his scent is so strong here, like berries ready to be picked. He smells like the most delicious dessert and I plan to eat him up.
I feel like I’m drunk, like I could happily pass out with my face pressed to his pubes, his scent lulling me to sleep. The only thing stopping me is the press of his cock against my cheek, hot and heavy. I won’t leave him wanting. I will do everything in my power to satisfy my omega.
Pulling back, I lick the underside of Brock’s cock, looking up to gauge his reaction. Brock’s eyes are locked on my face, watching as I take him into my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the head before letting my head fall forward, taking as much of his cock into my mouth as I can. He’s scorching hot against my tongue and he tastes so good my eyes roll back. My own erection is completely forgotten. My inner alpha is satisfied to stay right here on my knees worshipping our omega.
“Oh, fuck,” Brock cries out as I take him further into my mouth. I suck him gently, my hand coming up to wrap around the base. My other hand reaches beneath him, cupping his balls. “Fuck, alpha. So good. Your mouth feels incredible. Keep going. You’re making me feel so good.”
I whimper around the cock in my mouth, lightning bolts of pleasure rushing down my spine at Brock’s words. His praise is like a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. I double my efforts, bobbing my head and pumping the base of his cock with my hand.
“That’s it,” Brock murmurs, tilting his head back to stare up at the ceiling. I can see the bright red mark against his throat from here and my stomach flips pleasantly at the sight. “So good, Aiden.”
When Brock’s eyes dart back down, I feel caught in his stare, pinned in place. Not that there was anywhere else I’d rather be than at my omega’s feet, properly worshipping him.
“You must be aching to come,” Brock says, one of his hands coming to rest in my hair. “Such a good alpha. Let me help you,” he says before pushing his leg between my own, resting his shin against my erection. “Go on. Give yourself the relief you need.”
I moan, long and low, as my erection presses against Brock’s shin. It feels better than I can describe and all rational thought flies right out the window. Not that I had much thinking left in me, everything foggy from my rut. I hump his leg with abandon, doing my best to focus on the dick between my lips as I do.
“Oh, fuck! You’re so good. I wish you could see yourself, little alpha. Keep going. I’m so fucking close.”
Brock’s hand tightens in my hair as he starts to ride against my face, pushing his cock even deeper into my mouth until the head is pressing against my throat. I do my best to swallow around him, to relax so I don’t choke.
With my eyes locked with Brock’s gray ones, he cries out. His cock grows impossibly hard before my mouth is flooded with his warm seed. The taste is so fucking good. His scent grows even sweeter as his lust is sated. He throbs and twitches against my tongue.
My eyes roll back in my head as pleasure washes over me, zinging through my skin. I hump even harder against Brock’s shin as I chase my release. It only takes a few thrusts before I’m pulling away from his cock, whimpering against his thigh as I come.
Soft hands rub my hair and face. “That was so perfect,” Brock whispers softly. “You were so good for me. I’m so pleased with you, alpha.”
Oh my gods. I’m pretty sure I’ve died and gone to heaven. I’m pretty sure Brock is actually an angel in disguise, sent here to take care of me.
“Can you move to the bedroom now, alpha? Can you do that for me?”
I nod my head where it’s tucked against his thigh.
“I know you’ll need more, but I hope this took the edge off until we can get to the bedroom. Come on, big guy, let’s get you comfortable in the bedroom.”
I stand up on shaky legs and follow Brock into the bedroom, ready to follow my omega anywhere so long as he doesn’t leave me.
6
Brock
I place a hand around Aiden’s wrist, guiding him back to the bedroom. I’m glad Aiden told me he was a wolf so I don’t have to feel bad about thinking of him as a giant puppy as he follows behind me.
Part of me can’t believe I offered to help him through his rut. What in the hell was I thinking? We’re basically strangers!
But the bigger part of me is reveling in every second of this. I wasn’t lying when I said this connection would be foolish to ignore. It’s not every day you find someone you immediately click with. Maybe we were meant to meet. Maybe this was all predestined long ago by the deities. Or maybe I just got really fucking lucky that Theo and Elias answered my call.
