Page 67 of Omega Tricked
He moved so quickly, I barely had time to register what he was doing. He twisted and rolled so that he was on top of me. My hands instinctively went to rest on his hips, balancing him. Without speaking, he began sliding his hips back and forth, dragging our cocks together. The friction was delicious, and I dug my fingers into his skin, watching him.
He smiled and slowing began inching up the length of my dick, until his anus was at the tip. Then he reached behind and guided it into himself. The first squeeze of him had my brain short-circuiting. He slid all the way onto my cock with a hiss, and I cried out because it felt so fucking good. He threw his head back, and his hips began to roll, up and down, back and forth. His body shuddered as he slid up and down on my shaft, and I began to thrust upward, meeting him.
“Yeah,” he whimpered. “That’s it. That’s it.”
I felt insane with the need to pound into him. My hips seemed to jerk uncontrollably as I pumped into his tight heat. I couldn’t catch my breath, but I just kept going. I had to. I had to. I fucking had to. I didn’t care that we hadn’t used a condom. I didn’t care that we were being loud. All I cared about was the slick friction and the drive to come inside him. I had to give him my release. I had no idea why it was so important, but everything in me said it had to happen. He had to be filled full of my seed. There was no turning back. This had to happen, or I felt like I’d die.
He began stroking himself, his mouth open, his eyes the bluest I’d ever seen. “Oh, God,” he whispered, his hips moving faster. “Oh, God. I’m coming. I’m coming.”
My balls buzzed and throbbed as his hole clenched on my cock. A thick stream of cum splattered my abdomen, and then another. My dick jerked and spilled a flood of seed inside his tight channel. Ecstasy swamped me, and my eyes rolled up in my head. “Fuck,” I cried out, as my muscles quaked and shuddered. I came so hard my vision blurred, and I clenched my teeth. The pleasure was so intense, it bordered on painful.
Dylan collapsed on me, with my twitching cock still buried inside of him. The insane drive to fuck had quieted, and after a few moments, I carefully pulled out of him. He slumped beside me on the bed, a happy grin on his face.
“Jesus. You’re an animal in bed.” He laughed weakly.
I wiped my sweaty brow, feeling shaky. “You too.” I blew out a breath. “That was wild.”
He rolled on his side to face me. “How do you feel? Any weird emotions?”
“No.” I frowned. “I’m… I’m good.” I’d expected to feelsomeregret, or confusion, but I just felt good. It had felt so perfect to be inside him, I couldn’t lie and say I felt anything but amazing.
“Nothing seemed off for you?” His gaze was searching.
I raised one brow. “Did I seem like I wasn’t enjoying myself?” There was no way that was possible. I’d practically brought the house down expressing how good it felt.
He smirked. “You seemed happy.”
“To put it mildly,” I said softly, tracing my finger along his hip. “I really thought maybe I’d get halfway in and chicken out.”
“I loved it.” He licked his lips. “All of it.”
I frowned. “I planned on wearing the condom.”
He grimaced. “Yeah. I’ll be honest, I kind of lost control.”
“I didn’t have the willpower to force the issue.”
He sat up on his elbow. “I truly haven’t been with anyone.”
“Yeah, but like I said, I have been. I’ve always used protection, so I’m sure I’m fine.” I frowned. “But it was reckless, Dylan. I hope you won’t do that again… with anyone else.” The very idea of him with anyone else made my skin crawl, but I attempted to hide that bizarre reaction.
His lashes were thick on his cheeks as he avoided my gaze. “I’ve never wanted that with anyone else,” he said quietly. “It felt right with you.”
I was flattered but still worried for him. “Just promise me you’ll use protection from now on.”
“I will.” He grabbed some tissues from the nightstand, and we cleaned off.
I rolled onto my back and stared up at the ceiling. “Shouldn’t I be traumatized or something?”
He laughed. “You mean because you had sex with a man?”
“Yeah. It seems like I should be at least a little… weirded out.” How could I so easily switch to fucking a guy and not feel the least bit odd?
“I don’t really know. I’m no expert.”
It surprised me that, even now, I could hardly look away from his full lips. I still wanted him. I’d hoped maybe being with him would work it out of my system, but I still craved him. That was a problem, seeing as I was leaving tomorrow. I certainly hoped I could go back to enjoying women again. But when I thought of sex, it was only Dylan who came to mind. Not women, and not any other man I could think of.
I was distracted from my thoughts when Dylan gave a soft groan. I flicked my gaze to him and found him rubbing his stomach. “You okay?”
