Page 48 of Manny's Surprise Baby
“No I’m not.”
“I don’t believe you.”
He took my hand and placed it on his bulging crotch. “Do I seem confused, Pierce?”
“Not… not really.” Fighting my own need, I traced the outline of his wide cock through his pants, and it was obvious he was turned on.
“All I need to know is, do you want me too?”
I shivered, achingly aware of my cock pressing my zipper. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“Come here.” He slowly wound his arm around my waist, and I let him. “What if I told you I want to be with you tonight. Sexually. Would you want that?” His voice rumbled in his chest as he tugged me closer.
I whimpered at the raw lust in his voice. “This has to be the moon.”
“I don’t care about the moon,” he growled. I shivered as he leaned the length of his body on mine. His cock pressed into my thigh. “Will you let me have you?”
“Oh, God,” I whimpered as need spiked through me.
“I won’t force you. It has to be because you want this.”
I swallowed loudly. “This is nuts.”
“Yeah, it is.” He licked his lips. “But what do youwant?”
I touched his rough cheek, almost against my will. “I want… I… I want you.”
He grunted, and my legs almost gave out when he covered my mouth with his. I groaned and opened my lips, letting his tongue tangle with mine. I gripped his biceps, needing something to hold on to or I was going to fall. When he lifted his mouth to catch his breath, I muttered, “I really thought you were straight.”
“Apparently not.” With trembling fingers, he unzipped my pants and slipped his hand inside my underwear. “Oh, fuck.” His voice shook as he cupped my balls and stroked upward along my swollen shaft. “Goddamn, this feels right.”
It was hard to think with his fingers squeezing my cock. But I didn’t want to think. I just wanted tofeeland be taken without any real reason other than I wanted him. It was the rawest, out of control sensation I’d experienced in years. For the first time in forever, I was hungry for an alpha’s touch. I craved Seth like he was oxygen, and it felt amazing to just let go.
As if something snapped inside, I pushed him back slightly. “You want to fuck me, Seth? You really want that?”
“Yeah.” He sounded breathless.
I pulled my shirt off and he watched, his gaze pinned on me like a predator. I shoved my pants down and kicked them away. My cock strained the thin cotton of my underwear, and I used two thumbs and yanked them down to my ankles, my cock waving back and forth as I stepped out of them. I felt powerful knowing how much he needed me, but that he wouldn’t touch me unless I allowed it. Need burned in my gut because I ached to give myself to him.
“I’ll let you have me. I want you too.” My voice was faint.
With a growl, he started undressing, tossing his shirt on the floor and scrambling to get his pants and underwear off. He stood in front of me completely naked, his wide cock glistening with precum. God, his body was perfect; no fat, only lean muscles and rippled abs. The yellow of his eyes should have been eerie, but as my instinct consumed me, only lusty excitement filled my gut.
The urge to submit was palpable as it rippled down my spine. I’d never felt this aching need to offer myself to anyone before. And since my escape from Baxter, I hadn’t let anyone, alpha or omega, inside me. I’d topped a few omegas when my hormones got the best of me, but no one had entered me since I’d been freed.
He moved up to me again, running his hands down my shoulders, arms, and hips. His rough palms scraped over my sensitive skin, coaxing soft moans from me. He slipped his hands around to cup my ass, pressing our naked erections together. “You have a nice body,” he whispered with a nervous twitch of his cheek. “So fucking sexy.”
“You too.”
“This should be weird, but it’s just not.” He smoothed his hand over my nipple, the intensity of his gaze unnerving. “I like the rough hairs on your chest and your muscles against mine. I like that you’re all man and you could fight me off.” He shivered. “But you won’t. You’ll let me take what I want.”
My cock ached with every raspy word out of his mouth. “We’ll see.”
“You want to submit. Don’t you, omega?”
“I might fight you,” I whispered, but then I moaned as he slipped a finger between my ass cheeks.
“Why fight what you crave?” His eyes flared bright at the needy sounds I made as he teased my hole.
