by Grace, Aria
“You know what it means, right?” I ask him as I try to slow down his ravenous kisses.
“It means I’m going to make you mine.” Marius breathes deeply as his hands slide up beneath my shirt and his fingers drift across my skin. He’s losing himself to the lust, which is normal. He can’t help it. It’s his biology working with mine. As nature intended. The scent of an omega’s heat will cause almost any alpha to devolve into a primal sex-beast.
Not that I’m immune to its effects either. My ability to reason is beginning to cloud over as my body aches with need. He’s right there, holding me closely.
He wants me and I want him.
With each passing second, my ability to care about anything other than getting his knot inside me diminishes even more.
“If we do this now...” I groan as my hands slide across the front of his pants and grasp his bulging erection. “I might, I mean, I could… Shit, I probably will wind up pregnant.”
Marius hesitates as soon as the words leave my mouth. Our eyes meet and for a second I think I might have broken through to him. I can feel the lust around us begin to ebb just a little. Just enough for our rational minds to resume functioning.
“I don’t care.” Marius lifts me into his arms once more. His lips claim mine, and I surrender myself to him.
He carries me to the couch and gingerly lowers me onto the cushions. Grabbing his hand, I pull him down until he drops heavily beside me. Without waiting for an invitation, I scramble onto his lap. I’ve always wanted to do something like this.
Straddling his lap and facing him, with my hands on his shoulders, I can feel his erection pressing up against my groin. If my jeans weren’t in the way, he’d be rubbing right up against my asshole.
I moan with need as I grind against him.
One of Marius’s hands rests on my waist, steadying me as I swivel my hips around. The other hand glides beneath my shirt and across my chest, exploring every inch of my skin and causing goosebumps to pimple across my body.
I shiver excitedly under his touch and my hands drift down his chest, teasing his nipples through his shirt. I’m not expecting much of a reaction from him, but Marius lets out a soft, shuddering gasp. Excitement ripples through me because I’ve found something he likes.
Before I can continue, Marius’s hand slides down my torso and grasps my cock through my jeans. He looks up at me with confusion in his eyes. He’s not entirely sure what to do next.
I smile and gingerly thrust my hips forward, rubbing my erection against the palm of his hand and letting my eyes drift shut as I do.
He catches on quickly and massages the bulge of my cock, gently squeezing and teasing as he goes. His motions are a little shy at first, but he slowly starts to gain confidence.
“Why don’t we move things along a little?” The dampness from my slick is soaking through my jeans now. It won’t be long before I’m sitting in a puddle on his lap.
“I like this though.” He doesn’t want to release me when I begin to dismount.
“You’ll like the next part better.” I wink and cast aside my shirt in one fluid motion. There’s still a twinge of pain in my ribs from the action, but it’s not bad enough to slow me down.
A big part of that is because of painkillers. While the last two weeks have certainly been frustrating, I don’t think I could’ve managed something like this any sooner even with the medication.
Following my lead, Marius rises from the sofa and begins pulling off his clothing. He seems a little shy about exposing himself to me, but as each piece of clothing hits the floor, I’m met with more and more tasty delight. His body is covered in lean muscle which I know is from the muay thai training he does several times a week.
Licking my lips, I try to tame my anticipation as he slides out of his pants and I get my first look at his delicious cock. He sees me staring and moves to cover himself with his hands, clearly embarrassed.
“Hey, you don’t have to hide yourself.” I finish kicking away the last of my clothing so that I’m completely naked as well. “You’re so sexy I can barely stand it.” I make a show of checking him out. “I want you so badly.”
“I just...wanna make sure I’m doing this right. I don’t wanna mess this up.” He lowers himself onto the sofa beside me.
“It’s sex.” I kiss him gently on the lips, lingering from the taste. “It’s really not that complicated.”
When our eyes meet again, his doubt is replaced once more by lust. His arms curl around me and he lowers me back onto the couch cushions. The warmth of his breath across my skin makes me shiver with need.
Spreading my legs to accommodate him, I take in a deep breath as I feel his cock brush up against my asshole.
“There you go,” I coax him, “just like that.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He hesitates and looks away.
“You’re not going to hurt me. I’m more than ready for you.” Judging just by how slick I feel, I could probably fit two cocks in me and still be fine. “I’ll tell you if you need to stop.”
He’s holding back, trying to fight through the heat-induced lust so he can be a considerate lover. Right now, I don’t need considerate.
I need to be fucked.
“Marius, baby, I need you to fuck me.” I hold his face in my hands. “I need you to let yourself go and give me everything you’ve got. I’m losing my mind here.”
Marius bites his lip for a moment as he reaches down and gently guides his cock into me. There’s only the slightest bit of pressure as he enters me.
My ass accepts him completely, and he’s able to slide in the rest of the way with ease. The feeling is overwhelming, and I let out an audible moan as my eyes fall closed.
“Oh, fuck... Why didn’t you tell me it would be like this?” Marius asks, his voice thick with arousal. “I didn’t realize how amazing it would feel.”
I smile at his reaction. “Now, come on, baby. Fuck me.”
Marius experimentally thrusts his hips forward, and his cock slides in a little deeper, just barely rubbing a particularly sensitive spot.
Reflexively, I hook my legs around his body, squeezing him tightly to let him know just how desperately I’m enjoying the feeling.
My moans of pleasure seem to encourage him, so he pulls back a little and begins a series of long and deep thrusts that are tantalizingly slow. It tickles at the lust and the aching need, but doesn’t satisfy it.
I need more than this. I want more than this. But I don’t want it to end just yet either. I want to prolong this first time for as long as possible.
Letting my hands trace across Marius’s torso, my fingers gently tease his nipples. He shudders and releases soft little groans to let me know what he likes.
Slowly, he begins to pick up the pace. His cock thrusts into me a little more quickly each time, rubbing delightfully against my favorite spots, driving me even closer to the height of pleasure. I want to come so badly that I feel like I’m losing my mind.
But my desire to keep things slow is stronger. I want us to go at Marius’s pace this time. I want him to gain the confidence he needs to be able to take the lead when we do this again.
Clutching his arms desperately, I try to keep myself from touching my cock. I need this release so badly it’s beginning to ache. The pressure’s building in my balls, and I’m going to explode any second now.
Thankfully, Marius seems to have found his rhythm. He leans back on his heels and grabs me by the hips. There’s a satisfied expression on his face as he lets go of his inhibitions and allows himself to go wild.
A sheen of sweat glistens across his skin, and the sound of his labored breaths makes me even harder.
With every thrust, he’s getting closer to his release.
I finally let go of my self-restraint and grab my cock. My fingers curl around the shaft, squeezing it before I begin to stroke.
“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, Marius... Yes!” I pant excitedly as I pump my dick. “I’m gonna come.” My voice is laced w
ith breathless desperation as I ride the edge. “I’m gonna come, Marius. I’m not gonna last.”
My words seem to renew his flagging strength. “Fuck...yes. I think...I am too.” Marius gasps, and I can feel his knot beginning to form, stretching my channel a little even wider, making me shudder with need.
“I want it.” I breathe through the fullness. “Marius, I want your knot. I want it so fucking badly. Give it to me.” My cock is slick with precome as I thrust desperately into my hands.
I want to come, but I want his knot first.
“Rubin, it’s here, baby. Here you go. Take it. Take my knot!” He practically howls out those last few words as he buries his cock as deeply as he can.
The heat of his come burns inside me, filling me, as his knot swells and seals us together.
The weight of his fully hardened knot sends me over the edge. Come shoots across my chest, spilling onto my belly, and leaving sticky white puddles everywhere. My chest heaves as I gasp for breath, riding the wave of my orgasm.
“Fuck, baby. I’ve never felt like this...” Marius says between breaths. “It doesn’t feel like anything I’ve done before.”
“Same here.” I rest my head against his chest, trying to breathe. “And I don’t think it’s just because you’re fucking an omega for the first time. There was more to it than that.”
That deep magnetic need that has drawn me toward him incessantly over the last few weeks has lessened significantly. It’s still present but it isn’t so overwhelming. The intensity of my desire has shifted somewhat.
Instead of being desperate for Marius, I’m finally...satisfied.
I smile softly at that thought. That’s exactly the right explanation.
I feel satisfied.
He leans over the top of me, supporting himself on his elbows, so he can kiss me gently. “Thank you.”
“For what?” I relax against him, loving the fact that he’s locked inside me.
“For being patient with me. I know I’ve been driving us both crazy.” He looks a little sheepish at the realization.
“It’s okay, alpha.” I reach for his hand and press it against my lips. “I got your knot in the end, didn’t I?”
He laughs, creating the most amazing vibrations inside me. “I certainly hope that’s not the end.”
“Not if I have anything to say about it.”
12
Marius
I feel different.
Not enough to cause an identity crisis or anything like that, but definitely different.
It’s more like I’ve been possessed by a deep contentment I didn’t think was possible. I’ve finally met the other half of my soul even though I didn’t even realize it was missing.
Or maybe I was just in denial about it.
Looking over at the sleeping form of Rubin beside me, my heart swells. We managed to clean up the mess in the lounge before running upstairs to my bedroom without being seen. Not that it was particularly hard.
The staff seemed to know it was time to stay scarce.
The two of us spend the rest of the evening curled around one another, cuddling and kissing until falling into the deepest sleep I’ve ever experienced.
I’ve never slept so well in my entire life.
Unfortunately, a mayor’s work is never done. My alarm goes off promptly at five-thirty, and I have no choice but to drag myself out of bed.
I don’t want to leave Rubin, but I can’t avoid my responsibilities just because my cock feels happier than I can ever remember it feeling.
After I shower and dress, I head downstairs. Molly is waiting for me in the kitchen where Hanson is busily preparing my breakfast shake.
“You’re going to want to see this.” Molly slides the newspaper across the kitchen island toward me.
I frown and pick up the paper. As I unfold it, I’m greeted by a black and white photo of Rubin standing forlornly in his bedroom window, looking like a prisoner for all the world. The bandage on his cheek is plainly visible, which only adds to the mystery of why I have him locked away.
Above that, in big bold lettering, are the words “Mayor Keeps Secret Omega Pet!”
“Fuck.” I toss the newspaper back onto the counter. “After the entire conversation we had last night, he had the nerve to print this drivel!”
“It wasn’t him,” Molly says as she quickly points to the name at the top of the article. “This looks like another reporter entirely.”
“Or a pseudonym.” I shake my head and consider my options.
“Either way, it doesn’t look good.” Molly sighs and folds up the newspaper. “The article is full of rumors, half truths, and outright lies. It’s a complete fabrication.” Her indignation reassures me a little.
“I’m sure it doesn’t matter,” I say with a sigh. “I’m sure Jackie is busily preparing our response to this.”
As if on cue, the front doors burst open and Jackie comes storming inside. She slams the door shut behind her and flies down the hallway into the kitchen. If it wasn’t for the fact that I could see the entire scene from where I stood in the kitchen, I never would believe Jackie had slammed anything in her life. She’s usually so composed, even in the most dire situations.
“Have you seen this?” She’s fuming as she chucks another copy of the newspaper on the floor at my feet.
“Molly just showed me.”
“Well, reporters are stacked up so thick outside city hall that you can’t even get up the front steps. They’re pouncing on anyone trying to pass as they head into work. The moment I saw them, I just kept on driving.” She shrugs her jacket off and tosses it on the back of a nearby chair. “I don’t know how we’re going to combat this.”
“What happened to Leopold’s story? I thought would eliminate all these rumors.” I fold my arms and lean against the island.
“His editor pulled him off it when he turned in his article last night.” Jackie sighs and I feel guilty for putting her through this stress. “I called him on the drive over. Scandals sell papers, and everyone knows that print sales are down. It’s not really surprising they’d go for something juicy over something true.”
“I suppose it’s only a matter of time before they start setting up shop in my front lawn.” I pinch the bridge of my nose and groan in frustration. One of the worst parts of my fledgling political career has been dealing with the press.
Unlike a lot of my peers, I don’t have aspirations to any office higher than this. In fact, I only ran for the office because I felt like there was something I could contribute to a city I love. A city my parents loved.
It was their support, not to mention the generous inheritance they left for me, that allowed me to get the job in the first place.
I don’t claim to be the only one who knows what’s best for this city, which is why I hire people like Jackie to advise me on certain situations. I’ve made sure to surround myself with people who can present me with information and enable me to make the best decisions possible.
I believe that’s truly why I’ve been this city’s most popular mayor in over fifty years.
Now, some moron at the newspaper is trying to create a scandal where there isn’t one.
But everyone loves a good scandal.
Especially when it involves someone generally considered to be incorruptible and popular. If we don’t respond quickly, it’ll sink my chances of getting reelected next term. Hell, my reputation is probably already destroyed, even if we eventually manage to prove the story isn’t true.
“This would’ve been so much simpler if Leopold hadn’t walked in on you with your tongue down Rubin’s throat.” Jackie shakes her head as she helps herself to a cup of coffee.
I blush as I feel both Molly and Mason shift their gazes to me. Neither of them say anything, but I can sense their reactions. Mason has a slight grin of approval on his face while Molly looks positively flabbergasted.
“This is all because no one has ever seen me out in public with Rubin before, right?”
I blurt, trying to divert the conversation in a different direction. “So, that’s a simple fix. I’ll bring him out on some shopping trips. We can go to city hall together. The Winter Gala is in a few months. No problem.”
“If you do all that now, it’ll look reactive,” Jackie takes a drink of her coffee, keeping her eyes locked on mine. “People will say you’re only doing it because you were caught and you’re trying to salvage your reputation. The only way you’re getting out of this is if you can prove that Rubin was attacked and that he really has been convalescing here.”
“That’s easy too. We’ve got hospital records, receipts from the pharmacy, not to mention doctor records from the house calls that have been made to check on his progress.” I quickly run through a quick mental list to make sure there’s nothing else I’ve forgotten.
“Good...so we can run with that to get the ball rolling. It should at least debunk the rumor.” Jackie pulls out her phone with her free hand and begins typing up some notes.
“I sense you’re already working on a plan for something else. What is it?” I gratefully take my breakfast shake from Mason. I’m not feeling particularly hungry anymore, but I get the feeling I’m going to be in for a busy day, and I’ll need the energy.
“Well, the newspaper didn’t run your reelection announcement since they trashed Leopold’s interview, but chances are good the story will leak eventually. He’s not just going to sit on news like that.” She looks up at me and grins. “So, let’s invite him back. We’ll do another interview with Leopold and tell him how you plan to address some key issues related to omega equality. People will go from talking about a rumor we’ve swiftly nipped in the bud, to talking about your improved policy on omegas.”
I bite down on the straw in my shake as I turn her suggestion over in my head. I can already feel the bones of an idea forming in my head.
“Employment,” I say after a moment. I look up and meet Jackie’s gaze. “It’s one of the things Rubin brought to my attention. He was frustrated after he was attacked because his boss fired him for missing work.”
