Page 20 of My Omega's Baby
The wave of lust that rocked me almost made my legs give out. “Back off, Wyatt.” My voice shook as I growled my warning.
He put his hands on my hips. “I’m the alpha. You don’t tell me what to do.”
My heart pounded against my ribs, and I instinctively leaned back into his chest. Jesus fucking Christ, Iwantedhim. Sweat broke out on my face as I struggled with what was happening to me. I’d never hungered for another man, but now I shivered as I tried to hold my need in check. I could smell his arousal. Alphas took what they wanted, and omegas let them. That was how it was. That was how it had always been.
I swallowed against the lump in my throat. Every inch of my skin tingled as I waited for him to make his move. If I fought him, would he hurt me? Did I want to fight him?
It felt like we stood there for an hour, him pressing against me and me shivering with desire. He took a tighter hold of my hips, and he sank his teeth into the back of my neck and a searing pain radiated through my shoulders.
I struggled for a second, growling at the pain, and he whispered, “You need to submit to me, omega.” He sounded nervous, but his voice was thick with lust.
“Never.” My voice trembled.
He reached around me and traced my erection through my jeans. “You want me too.” It wasn’t a question. “Submit, omega.”
A whimper pushed from my tight throat when he touched my cock, and excitement radiated through my entire body. But I straightened my spine, and I forced myself to pull slowly from his grasp. “I won’t.”
“I don’t know what will happen if you fight me, Blade.” His voice rumbled from deep in his chest.
“We can’t stand each other,” I hissed.
“I don’t think it matters.”
I faced him. “Instinct doesn’t control me. We need to fight this.” I could see the struggle on his flushed features. His eyes were dark green with lust and his lips parted. I took two steps away from him, feeling a complete lack of control.
He swallowed and whispered, “What… whatever you do, Blade, don’t run.”
“Why?” Excitement balled in my gut.
“Because I will chase you.” He narrowed his heated gaze. “And I will catch you.”
His enraged growl was the last thing I heard as I bolted from the room.
Chapter Six
Wyatt
I’d tried to warn him not to run, but he didn’t listen. The second he bolted it roused my need to chase him, my alpha pinpointed on one thing: capturing and mating the omega. I’d heard of the wolf inside overpowering the human part of an alpha, but until that moment, I’d never experienced it. Some wild madness roared through me and consumed me, chasing all reason and logic from my lust-crazed brain.
He tried to slam the door in my face, but I held it open and growled as I entered his room. He looked scared but excited, and there was a strange smile on his handsome face. “Don’t touch me.”
“You want me to touch you.” My nostrils flared as I inhaled his arousal. His wolf wanted me as much as mine craved him.
His guttural whine gave me physical pain. I felt the need to shield him and comfort him, even as I wanted to throw him on the ground and take him. I approached him slowly, forcing myself to slow down. I cupped his cheek and he winced, his eyes the bluest I’d ever witnessed. I took his mouth gently, and he whimpered against my lips. The feel of his soft lips felt more delicious than any other kiss I’d ever had. My entire body throbbed as he pressed closer.
When the kiss ended, he pushed his face into my throat. “Oh, God,” he groaned.
I pushed my hands under his jeans’ waistband, cupping his bare ass and pressing our erections together through our clothes. We both shuddered and moaned because just touching at all was insanely good. I slipped my finger into the crack of his ass, and he sighed. “Take your pants off,” I whispered.
He trembled in my arms, but then he moved to comply. I stepped back from him, and I stripped as fast as I could, kicking my clothes away. He was slower, his eyes wary but sensual. His lips were parted as he unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them and his underwear down to his ankles. Then he held my gaze as he stepped out of them.
He had a beautiful body, and his skin was smooth and unmarked except for a red mark on one hip. My mouth watered as I approached him. I’d never taken a man before, and I’d never even had anal with a woman, but my hunger drove me forward like a wild animal. His thick cock was stiff against his perfect abs as he slid his palms up my naked chest. His eyes were filled with curiosity, and pleasure rippled through me as he swept his hand over my beaded nipples.
It should have been weird to have a naked man pressed against me. I’d spent my adult life fucking women, but it felt so perfect to feel his wiry body mold into me as if we belonged together. I loved the hardness of his thighs and the press of his cock against mine. He smelled masculine and clean, and so different from a woman.
We kissed again, our tongues sweeping against each other. Licking and moaning we left each other breathless. He trembled against me, and I kicked his feet apart more. Then I slipped my hand down his body and cupped his cock, caressing the tight sack beneath. I stroked him, loving the feel of his dick in my palm. My lust was so rampant I had to stop myself from moving too quickly. This was the first time he’d take a man’s cock into his body and, as the alpha, I needed to nurture him and make sure it was an amazing experience.
He wound one arm around my neck and kissed me as if my mouth gave him life. His taste was sweet, and he tugged at my hip, even though I knew he was nervous about fucking. He needed to give himself as much as I needed to take him. I yanked him down to the carpet with me, and I rolled on top of him. His eyes were wide and startled, but there was definitely lust too.
