Page 27 of Sugar Rush
It was pretty rare for an alpha to be able to knot outside of two main circumstances. Either they were with an omega in heat, or they were with their fated mate. For porn, they had the alphas breathe in synthetic heat pheromones to solve that problem.
It wasn’t particularly eccentric that he liked watching omegas take knots. After all, like he’d so helpfully brought up the other night, that was part of his biology. His genes were programmed to want that, just like mine were programmed to want to take it.
Feeling a bit of heat rush up to my cheeks, I wondered if he ever thought about knottingme. Dragging my eyes back to the screen, I noted how the omega’s pink hole twitched around the alpha’s pulsing cock. Would Kieran’s be thick like that? Would I end up stretched out around him, quivering and spasming with my head thrown back onto the pillows moaning helplessly?
My breath started coming out a little heavier, and I realized how turned on I was, my cock poking out a tent in the front of my pajama shorts and my hole already becoming slick. Pressing my palm down over myself, I let out a little moan. It was awful, but I really, really wanted to jerk off in his bed, in his hoodie, breathing in his scent.
The memory of how he’d sounded outside my door, stroking his dick for me… All those harsh breaths and soft groans. I’d come faster than I’d planned, but it was so hot knowing he was watching me. I’d wanted to sit up so badly, to let him know I knew he was there and tell him it was okay. He didn’t have to want me in secret. He could come into my room, into my bed, and use my body however he liked.
The porn on his laptop kept playing, the omega face down on a bed with his ass propped up into the air, sobbing out his gratitude and pleasure as the alpha’s fat cock drove into him again and again. I just knew Kieran could make me sound like that. He’d know what to do to me, even if I wasn’t exactly sure.
Biting down into my lower lip, I slipped my hand down into my shorts.
At that exact moment, I heard the creak of someone coming up the stairs, and then another. My heart stopped, then slammed up into my ribcage so hard I gasped. Scrambling up from the bed, I glanced back out of the window above Kieran’s desk. His truck was sitting in the driveway. He was home early, and I hadn’t heard him pull up.
I moved to the laptop to try and close out of everything, but it was too late. His tall frame appeared in the doorway, his face full of confusion. I swallowed hard, anxiety washing over me and quickening my breath.
“I-I was just…” I couldn’t finish, because my brain was stumbling over its own thoughts.
“What are you doing in my room, Jordy?” He asked. His tone was so stern and so accusatory that I cringed. “Are you watching porn on my laptop?” He asked in shock. I watched him watching the screen, and saw the exact moment when recognition clicked into his eyes.
Covering my face with my hands, I watched between my fingers as he sank down onto the bed, his eyes scouring the screen. The window of his browser history was a neat little square in the corner, making it loud and clear exactly what I’d been doing. He turned around to face me slowly, his eyes blazing with so much intense anger that I nearly squeaked and jumped back.
“You were looking at my porn history!?”
“I-I just wanted to know what you like!” I managed to force the words out before he sprang up from the bed in front of me, gripping my upper arms to hold me in place.
“You wanted to know what I like?” His face was so close to mine that I could feel his breath washing over my lips as he growled out the words. I was more nervous than maybe I’d ever been in my life, but my body still reacted in the usual way to his proximity. I’d already been hard and practically throbbing before he’d come in, and his anger hadn’t changed that. If anything, being grabbed and thrown around was only making it worse.
When he finally glanced down to my body, staring at the outline of my dick through my shorts, he let out a light groan.“My whole room smells like slick now! Are youtryingto torture me?”
“No!” I denied. His grip was like iron so I couldn’t even reach out to touch him. “I’m not trying to!”
“You drive me so fucking crazy, Jordy! I told you we’re not doing this!”
He’d never been so angry with me, I knew. But underneath the anger in his voice, there was this tormented desperation. I was sure he didn’t want me to hear that part, but it was what rang out in my ears the loudest. He didn’t want to want me, but he couldn’t help it.
Dragging his hands up from my arms, he circled his fingers around my throat. “Goddamn it,whycan’t you just let this go!?” He demanded, squeezing just enough that the light pressure on my windpipe had me gasping in quick bursts.
To my horror and embarrassment, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. I wasn’t afraid that he would really hurt me. No matter how pissed off he got at me, I knew he wouldn’t let himself lose control to that degree. But the way he was looking at me like he truly despised me… It was painful. I couldn’t stand it.
My hands were trembling, but I grasped one of his, tugging to peel it off my throat. Lifting it to my mouth, I gently kissed his fingertips, just barely brushing my lips across them.
Looking bewildered, Kieran loosened the grip on my throat with his other hand. Emotions I didn’t entirely understand raced over his dark brown eyes, and I suddenly felt terrified that he would back away from me. Tightening my hold on him, I kissed his palm, nuzzling my face into it for a moment.
“Jordy.”
My name came out in a growl, but I could tell he wasn’t mad anymore. His eyes were devouring me, like he was hypnotized and couldn’t remember anything existed but me. That was exactly how I wanted him to feel. I wanted him to feel like hewould die without me, so he would know what it was like for me. Raising up to my toes, I leaned into him so our mouths were barely an inch apart.
“Kieran, it’s okay,” I breathed out, so quiet I almost worried he wouldn’t hear me. But as soon as I said them, he groaned in his throat, grabbing me around my waist and yanking me to him.
I moaned, my knees turning to jelly as he pressed his mouth to my neck, scraping over my gland with his hot, rough tongue.
Bite me. Please bite me.The words rang out in my head over and over, but I held them back. I’d barely gotten him to come this far. I didn’t want to scare him off.
I could feel his cock digging into my stomach. Saliva pooled in my mouth as the desire to worship it grew inside me. I’d fantasized about it for so long, I was almost nervous to see what he actually looked like naked.
Wedging my hands between our bodies, I ripped the button of his jeans open, tugging down the zipper. He groaned against my neck when his cock sprang out into my hand, already hard as iron and wet at the tip. It was smooth and thick and absolutely perfect.
