Portville Summer Series: The Complete Collection Books 1-4: (MM Nonshifter Omegaverse)

by Xander Collins

  But wasn’t that what he’d said when we were in the bathroom? That it had been perfect? I wanted to believe that he actually meant what he said, but I was having a hard time.

  I started to lose my nerve while I was standing there. I almost turned and quickly walked away when the door opened up in front of me. I was so startled I just stood there and stared up into Professor Dylan’s dark eyes for entirely too long. After a few moments I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. Professor Dylan didn’t say anything either. He just grabbed my arm and pulled me into his office, then shut the door.

  “Do you need something?” he asked. His voice was deep and stern, but there was something in his eyes, a kindness that made me feel a little better—like maybe I could tell him how I was feeling.

  “I … I … um…”

  “Yes?” he said, his eyes burning into mine.

  I felt like I was going to pass out. Maybe it was because I was holding my breath, or because I was scared to tell him how I felt about him. But either way I knew I couldn’t say what I wanted to say while those intimidating eyes were staring down at me. So I lowered my head and took a deep breath. But that didn’t really feel like enough. I wanted Professor Dylan to know exactly how serious I was. How much I wanted to belong to him. So I got down on my knees and sat back on my heels.

  “I want to be with you, Sir. I know you told me that it’s impossible, that you could lose your job, and I understand that. But I want you to know I would never do anything to jeopardize your career. I would never do anything you didn’t want me to do. If you asked me to I would sit right here on my knees forever. I know I’m not worthy of you, but if you give me a chance, I’ll show you how much I respect you, and how much I want to serve you.”

  The silence that followed what I said was almost unbearable. I was scared that I’d made Professor Dylan angry and that he could barely stand to look at me anymore. I would understand it if he told me that, but anything would be better than this silence.

  I almost jumped up and ran out of his office when I felt one of his fingers underneath my chin. Professor Dylan moved my head up so I was looking into his eyes, and he was smiling.

  “Sir,” he said. “I like that. It’s much better than Professor Dylan.”

  Chapter 8

  Austin

  Well, that was impressive. I knew this kid was special, but I had no idea how serious he was about being a sub. About being my sub. Everything Shane had just said to me not only sent massive shockwaves to my cock, but also to my heart. I had kept telling myself all along that I didn’t want things to get complicated, but it was a bit late for that. I’d made a mistake and I couldn’t just ignore the consequences—or what I was feeling in my heart.

  Plus, I had to admit, as I took in the sight in front of me of one of my favorite students on his knees, and with his expectant eyes on mine, Shane was just about the most perfect thing I’d seen in my life.

  “Absolute silence,” I said as I removed my tie. “This is your first, and only, test.”

  I didn’t say another word. I walked around to the other side of my desk, to the tumbler of Scotch I’d poured just before Shane had knocked on the door. I picked up the glass and took a long sip while I decided what I wanted to do with him.

  There was something about this whole situation. Suddenly the danger became so much more exciting. That and the knowledge that Shane would do anything I asked. It was more intoxicating than the alcohol I just swallowed.

  “Come over here,” I said as I sat down in my overstuffed leather chair. Shane stood up and immediately walked around the desk and stood in front of me, his eyes lowered. “Undo your pants and pull them down.”

  He fumbled with the button fly of his jeans for a moment, then pulled them down to his thighs, taking his boxer briefs with them, which caused his hard cock to spring out. The site of his bouncing cock caught me off guard for a moment and I paused to take another drink. I looked the omega up and down slowly as I let the cool liquid slide down my throat, then set the glass back down on my desk. I caught him glancing up at me for a split second and smiled when I saw his eyes quickly lower again.

  “Lay down across my knees,” I said, rubbing my hands up and down my spread thighs. I felt a rush of excitement as Shane immediately complied. He was so obedient, it was beyond thrilling. It had been a long time since I’d been with a submissive who was so focused in on my orders. Not to mention how incredible it was to see and feel his supple flesh, instead of sticking my cock through a hole in a bathroom stall and gripping onto cold metal.

  The entire sensory experience with Shane was amazing. The way his cock looked as it swayed and bobbed with each of his movements, the way the silky skin of his ass felt under my fingers, and his incredible scent. He smelled like spring. Like cut grass and lightly perfumed flowers. Lilacs and tulips to be specific. Shane was exquisite.

  I cupped his firm ass cheeks with both of my hands, then gripped them firmly and spread him apart. Then I examined Shane’s entrance, which was already dripping with desire. He squirmed slightly under my touch, and I could feel his chest rising and falling rapidly, but not a sound came from his throat.

  I touched a finger to his little pink asshole, then swirled it gently, spreading his slick around. I picked up my glass and downed the rest of my Scotch, then set it on the desk and reached underneath Shane’s body, firmly grabbing ahold of his cock. With the index finger on my other hand I continued to circle his asshole, then slipped a finger inside. Shane’s reaction was fabulous. He still didn’t make a sound, but he showed me how excited he was by arching his back and raising his ass in the air.

  His toes were barely touching the ground, and when I inserted another finger inside his asshole he seemed to lose all of his traction. His legs flailed around as he squirmed on my lap. But he didn’t do anything to fight me. He seemed to enjoy the helpless feeling of being forced by my command, but without any restraints whatsoever. Shane knew the only thing keeping him in his place was the fact that he actually wanted to be there, and I loved it.

  As I moved my fingers in and out of Shane’s asshole I pumped his hard cock with my other hand. I watched as his ass cheeks jiggled with each thrust of my fingers and I felt the skin tightening around the head of his cock. I knew he was close to coming, and, to be honest, so was I. Just having his firm, young body in my hands was enough to send me over the edge, but I wanted to feel myself inside him again. I wanted to watch as his tight asshole slid down my cock, and I wanted to feel myself come inside him, knowing he was now mine.

  Without a word I picked his body up and stood him next to the chair. Then I removed my cock from my pants and slid forward a bit. “Turn around and stand in front of me.”

  Shane did exactly as I asked. Not only that, but he also spread his ass cheeks apart for me. Everything this young man did made me want to smile. He was amazing.

  I gripped his narrow hips and moved his ass closer to the head of my cock. “Remember, not a sound,” I said as I touched the head of my cock to that pretty pink asshole. I heard his breath coming harder and faster as I circled his slick hole. He had taken my cock once before, but I knew this was still going to be difficult. I was huge. I’d had plenty of omegas tell me they could barely get the head of my cock in their mouth before giving up.

  But Shane had taken me down his throat and had already experienced my knot. He knew what was coming. I really just wanted to see how good of a sub he was. If he could really slide down the full length of my cock without uttering a single sound.

  I sat there for a moment wondering if I had gone completely insane. I knew it was incredibly dangerous to fuck a student in my office. I knew how wrong this was. But I didn’t care. I couldn’t tear my eyes from that perfect pink hole of Shane’s, and, after a deep breath, I plunged the head of my cock right in.

  I heard Shane gasp and I felt his body go rigid, and suddenly I was afraid I was the one that was going to give us away. I had to fight back a growl of lus
t with every ounce of strength I had. But not just once. Each time Shane lowered himself a little further down my shaft I wanted to yell out. But I didn’t. I kept completely silent, just as Shane did. The two of us not making a single sound, with the exception of heavy breathing, as I moved his body up and down my cock.

  When I felt Shane’s asshole start to quiver I gripped his body with one arm, then put a hand over his mouth. I picked his body up and pushed him forward over the desk, then pummeled his asshole violently until my come was running down his thighs. The only way I could keep myself from wailing with pleasure was to bite down on the poor omega’s shoulder. I didn’t draw any blood, which was amazing, but my teeth left a deep mark.

  I stayed with my body bent over Shane’s for a long moment, then stood up and pulled out, watching the evidence of my ownership run out of him. I knew this had been a mistake, but I didn’t care. I suddenly felt like I had a part of my life back that had been missing for so long. Shane made me feel like a whole man again.

  “I won’t accept anything but perfection in a sub, as I’m sure you’re aware.”

  “Yes, Sir,” he said, his voice soft. “Did I do anything wrong?”

  “You were perfect. I would be honored to have you as my sub.”

  When Shane turned and threw his arms around my neck I was surprised, but not half as surprised as my reaction. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the neck. When he pulled his head back and looked up at me, then kissed me gently on the lips, I felt my heart swell, then melt into a puddle.

  As much as I hated to admit it to myself I was falling in love with this wonderful young man, and I had no idea what I was going to do.

  Chapter 9

  Shane

  After that amazing experience with Professor Dylan in his office I rarely went home. I usually came back here to grab some clothes and take a shower and sleep for a few hours, but I spent the rest of my time with him.

  When we were together I called him Sir, but it was still hard for me not to refer to him as Professor Dylan in my head, and there was no way in hell I could think of him as Austin, let alone say it out loud. That just felt so wrong. I was sure it would get easier for me to use his first name at some point, especially if I did wind up moving in. I couldn’t keep thinking of him as Professor Dylan forever.

  We had actually talked about the possibility of me moving into his house, but we were both still worried about others noticing our relationship. Especially once I started showing. I was about a month into my pregnancy at this point and I was still able to hide my small belly with untucked shirts, but it wouldn’t be long before it was obvious, and the last thing I wanted to do was draw attention to Professor Dylan when people started to notice my condition. If anyone saw us leaving campus together we would be screwed.

  The problem for me right now was, I knew my friends at home would probably notice. I was heading back there to have a meeting with all three of them. Apparently Brian wanted to buy the house and live there with his mate, Nate. That was cool with me, except for the fact that I didn’t officially have anywhere to go. But I didn’t want to be the bummer in the crowd, so I decided I’d tell them I had a place to live.

  But my more immediate concern was my scent. All three of my roommates were alphas and I was sure my scent had changed since I’d become pregnant. At least that’s what Professor Dylan said. If he knew right away the day after our first night together, my alpha friends that I’d lived with for over a year would surely notice.

  The one I was most concerned about was Holden. Alex already knew, because he was the one who had taken me to the clinic, and I knew Brian would most likely be preoccupied with his mate. But Holden and I had been really close. From the moment I met him I looked up to him. He was so easy going and awesome and I was always more relaxed just being in the same room as him. I felt terrible, actually. I hadn’t been around hardly at all this summer, and now I was keeping two secrets from him. But whenever I was at home he wasn’t there, so I wondered if maybe he had met someone too.

  I pulled up to the house on the afternoon of the meeting and noticed Alex and Holden talking next to Alex’s truck.

  “Hey, guys,” I said waving at them as I crossed the street.

  “Shane!” Holden said as he put his hand up in the air for a high five. Then, as I approached him, threw his hand around me in an impromptu dude hug. When he stepped back his eyebrows were furrowed and he opened his mouth like he was about to say something, but just then Alex got his attention.

  “Hey it looks like Nate and Brian are already inside. We should probably head in, shouldn’t we?”

  Holden turned and started toward the house and I immediately snuck a quick glance at Alex. “You didn’t tell him, did you?” I asked.

  “Of course not. You told me not to say anything, so I didn’t. But I have no idea why you don’t want him to know. He’s your friend,” Alex said under his breath quickly.

  “I’m just worried, is all. This is a secret. No one is supposed to know.”

  “Well, it’s not going to be a secret for very much longer. You’re starting to show. Not to mention your scent.”

  “I was worried about that,” I said, kicking a rock as we made our way up the front lawn. “Do you think Holden could tell?”

  I was hoping Alex would say something encouraging, like of course not or don’t be silly, but the conversation was cut short. Holden turned around and looked at us. “Should we just go in? I feel kind of weird since I’m never here anymore.”

  “Yeah, of course,” Alex said, getting his key out. “Technically we all still live here.”

  I think we all wished we would have knocked when we walked in on them quickly zipping up their pants, though. It was an awkward few minutes, but was over pretty quickly.

  We went into the living room and talked and I pretended like I had a place to move to. But I never mentioned my pregnancy or anything, and no one gave me a weird look, so I figured I was in the clear.

  “So, where are you headed?” I asked Holden as the two of us walked back to our cars. “I haven’t seen you around much at all this summer.”

  Holden didn’t turn around for a moment, but when he did I could see he was upset. “Were you even going to tell me?”

  I knew exactly what he was talking about, and I didn’t want to play games with him by pretending I didn’t. I respected him too much for that. “It’s complicated,” I said with a shrug as I put my hands in my pockets.

  “That’s cool, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” Holden turned and unlocked his car door and looked like he was about to get in, but I stopped him.

  “It’s not because I didn’t want to tell you. This has actually been really hard for me. I couldn’t even go to get the pregnancy test done by myself. Alex had to go with me.”

  “What about the father? Why didn’t he go with you?”

  “Like I said, it’s complicated.”

  “Well, I’m glad Alex was there for you. He’s good at that kind of thing.”

  “I would’ve asked you, Holden. It’s just—”

  “You don’t have to explain. I probably would’ve asked Alex if I was in that situation too. He’s a really cool guy.”

  “Well, you are too.”

  “Not cool enough, I guess. I’ll see ya, Shane.”

  Holden started to get into his car but I grabbed his arm and turned him back to face me. “You don’t understand. I couldn’t tell you. I was ashamed. There’s things I’ve done this last year … things I didn’t want you to know about.”

  “Why? Did you think I would judge you or something?”

  “Not exactly. I just didn’t want to see disappointment in your eyes. I was too busy judging myself to realize you weren’t that kind of guy. It’s just that … I’ve always looked up to you, man. I didn’t want you to know what a fuck-up I was.”

  Holden laughed out loud. “You think you’re a fuck-up? You’re in college, Shane. You’re studying with a renowned
literature professor, and you’re getting straight As. I drive a fucking snack boat on the river in the summer and have to scramble for money in the winter. I barely make enough to pay my rent. I’m just lucky I have a place to go where I don’t have to worry about that for a while.”

  “But I love your boat! It’s the coolest thing ever. And I’ve always been envious of how chill you are about everything. I always feel better when I’m around you. I’ve never told you that before and I’m sorry. I guess I should have thought about all this when I decided I was too afraid to tell you about me and my professor.”

  “Your professor? Wow, I get the complicated part now.”

  “Yeah, it’s pretty crazy.”

  “What are you going to do when you start showing?”

  “I don’t know. Put a bag over my head?”

  Holden laughed again and pushed my shoulder. “I don’t think anyone’s gonna fall for that. You’d better come up with a better plan.”

  Suddenly I didn’t care as much about what happened if anyone found out. I mean I didn’t want Professor Dylan to lose his job, but as far as my college career was concerned things just didn’t seem like that big of a deal anymore. Being around Holden and seeing him smile had that effect on me.

  The pregnancy and all of that suddenly didn’t feel as scary as it had an hour ago while I was driving here. I was glad I came and talked to the guys. Seeing them made me realize how lucky I was to have such great friends.

  The problem now was figuring out where the hell I was going to move.

  Chapter 10

  Austin

  “Tell me more about this sub of yours. From what you’ve already said he sounds like he’s pretty perfect for you.”

  I poured some more Scotch into Brad’s glass, then set the decanter on an end table. I took my time getting back to my chair and sitting down so I had an excuse for my silence. I had to think about how much I wanted to tell him about what I was thinking and feeling.