Omega's Teacher: MM Mpreg Omega Romance (Baby Makes Three Book 3)

by Bennet, Bella

  “What’s the big sigh for?” Harry turned to face Alex but his leg stopped against Alex’s. Alex swung his leg wide so Harry’s leg fit in between his. They were facing each other on the bar stools now. Their legs intertwined. Harry glanced up then down. He knew he was blushing. Harry wished he could turn that off at will. He took another healthy drink .

  “You know, I have another confession to make.” Harry looked at Alex with wide eyes. Another confession? What else did Alex do to him? “Don’t worry. I can see by your face you think it’s something bad. It’s not. Believe me.” That last part was muttered under his breath, but Harry still heard it. He narrowed his eyes. He wasn’t sure he would like this .

  * * *

  A lex took a deep breath and let it out. He looked up at Harry’s green eyes. Into the face of a good looking man. He bet Harry didn’t even realize how damn good looking he was. Such a down-to-earth omega with a body built for a stage with stripper poles. Alex snorted and smirked. Harry’s eyes narrowed. Oops .

  “Sorry, I was just thinking of how hot you are while being down to earth. It’s like a dream omega come true. Fuck me. I said that out loud.” Alex wanted to bury his head in his hands or grab Harry and kiss the rumpled hot English teacher until his glasses were askew and he was humping Alex’s leg begging for release. Actually, that didn’t sound like such a bad idea .

  Alex grabbed Harry’s surprised face between both his hands, leaned over and planted a delicate, slow, kiss on his lips. Harry came out of his shock and responded. Alex continued kissing him, trying to push his good luck into good fortune. He sucked Harry’s bottom lip, rubbed his hand over Harry’s stubble and pulled him closer. Hot lust swirled up from his cock. He wanted Harry, had wanted him since middle school without realizing it. But he knew now that he wanted Harry not just for his good looks .

  “Open your mouth.” He whispered against Harry’s wet lips, waiting for harry to let him in so Alex could claim him. Harry obliged. He wrapped his tongue around Harry’s, pushed his lips against Harry’s full ones, banged his forehead against Harry’s glasses. He reached up without looking and pushed up the glasses .

  He was focused on those lips, that mouth, that tongue, that hand clutching his hip, that body writhing on this leg rubbing back and forth, his hand sliding down to squeeze Harry’s hip. He broke away panting. The green eyes looking back were full of lust, want, need and above all happiness. Alex smiled. Then winked. Harry laughed, the sound soaring through Alex like a freed bird. He was full of happiness and —

  “Hey, you'll need to get a room before you fuck right on the bar .”

  Alex turned towards the bartender to see him pointing at the door. Then he winked. “Nice show though.” Alex chuckled .

  He looked back to Harry, seeing a blush on his cheeks. Which was the only part of Harry’s face he could see since the rest was tucked into his shoulder. He patted Harry’s back. “Let’s go .”

  They scooted off their stools. Alex couldn’t stop smiling. He put his card on the bar to pay the tab, but didn’t wait for a receipt. Or the card back. He didn’t want this to fizzle out while waiting. He would not let Harry go or change his mind. He’d pick up the card later .

  They walked through the bar, Alex winking at anyone still staring, to the outside where a taxi was waiting to pick up drunks and take them home. They weren’t drunk, at least he didn’t think he was. He was sure that thick rod in his pants meant he didn’t have the dreaded “whiskey dick”. Alex walked to the cab, opened the door for Harry, and then climbed in after him .

  “My place?” Alex looked to Harry, but he shook his head .

  “How about mine? It’s not that far away.” That works for him. The sooner they could get to a place where they could take their clothes off, the better. Alex smiled, waited for Harry to give out his address and then pulled Harry around so Alex could pick up where they had left off. Harry was smiling with a bewildered happy look. Alex knew how that felt. But he was fully prepared to embrace this unexpected windfall and run it straight to Harry’s bed. And hopefully stay in that bed .

  Alex wrapped his hand around the back of Harry’s head of dark hair while he got reacquainted with those wicked lips. Harry was one hell of a kisser. He couldn’t wait to see how good those lips and tongue were on his cock. Alex groaned with want. He wanted Harry so bad but they were in the back of a taxi cab. They couldn’t exactly get all hot and bothered back here .

  Harry’s hands quit playing around with the back of Alex’s neck. Harry leaned in and licked Alex’s neck. Oh that hot tongue. It went straight to his dick. It was so nice to have an omega that wasn’t scared of taking the initiative. Alex arched his neck, leaning his head to the right. Harry’s tongue trailed a line from his collarbone slowly up to his ear that Harry latched onto with a nibble. Alex’s groan grew in size like his dick was currently doing. He couldn’t wait anymore .

  Alex reached up, leaned over Harry and pushed him back onto the seat. He rose up with one knee on the seat and one foot on the floor of the taxi. With hands on either side of Harry’s head he slowly lowered himself so that only his lips were touching Harry’s lips. He kissed, tugged on that bottom lip with his teeth, wrapped his tongue around Harry’s, showing how much he wanted and needed Harry. Alex had never tried this before but it was something he’d do again, though the torture of only one part of their bodies touching was outdone by the exquisite pleasure .

  He nibbled his way down Harry’s neck to lick the collarbone peeking out. It was covered in Harry’s scent, his sweat. It was delicious. Alex couldn’t get enough of it. Which was why he leaned back and ripped Harry’s shirt apart. Buttons went flying. Harry looked horrified at his chest. Hope that shirt wasn’t a favorite. But Alex would not ask for forgiveness. He would beg for it. And he knew just how to beg .

  Chapter 9

  A lex had ripped his shirt like it was paper. Harry didn’t know whether to be impressed or… ok, hell yes he was impressed. And turned on. Ok scratch that, turned on beyond anything he had ever experienced before in his life. He had sex before, but Alex had taken it up several notches. That man knew how to seduce .

  Alex was running his tongue down his chest kissing, nibbling, licking down to his pants. If he got any harder Alex would get a dick poked into his throat. Harry leaned up on his elbows. Alex looked up at him with excitement and lust. Then he winked. Harry’s dick twitched. He was excited, scared but knew above all else that he was in for one hell of a ride .

  Alex dragged his tongue back up latching onto his nipple sucking, nibbling, biting. Harry’s head dropped back. His arms were shaking. He wanted a blow job in the worst way .

  Alex moved to the other nipple. Harry whined. That poor little left nipple was left hot and bothered with no release. No wait, that was him. He whined again. “Please …”

  Alex looked up and smiled. It was a smile he was sure every shark in the ocean used right before they chomped down on prey. In this case, the prey was him. Or he hoped his dick would be .

  “Please…”

  “Please what?” Oh god no. Alex would not make him say it. Alex waited with his chin on Harry’s chest. Now an eyebrow rose. Oh god, even that turned him on. Was there anything about his guy that didn’t turn him on ?

  “Please take care of me.” Alex rose up and planted a soft, delicate kiss on his lips. It was so soft. Harry’s opened his eyes when Alex pulled back .

  “I’ll always take care of you.” He was so serious, but the lust was still here. Harry was going to melt in a puddle of goo. How did Alex know exactly what he had longed to hear ?

  Alex smiled. “How do you want me to take care of you? Hmmm ?”

  Harry laid back panting. Well, if they were discussing fantasies… “I want you to suck me.” Harry jerked in surprise. That was just supposed to have been in his head. He couldn’t get a blow job in the back of a taxi! Alex smiled that shark smile again and scooted back until he was on the floor kneeling. Oh god .

  Alex unbuttoned Harry
’s pants. Slowly he pulled down the zipper. Harry was going to pass out he was so focused on Alex’s hands. Plus all the oxygen and blood was down in his dick. With his pants now unzipped, his dick popped free of his boxers nearly smacking Alex’s nose. Harry choked back a laugh. He shoved a fist in his mouth when Alex’s wide eyes looked up at Harry. It was no good. Harry laid back on the seat covering his face with both hands. He was going to completely lose it laughing if he didn’t get —

  All thoughts ceased. Time ceased to exist. All the entire universe was focused on a single point in existence at this time and location. The point of Alex’s mouth on Harry’s dick. He couldn’t breathe. He was going to pass out. The hot, moist mouth and lips sucking on his dick was nirvana. He had risen to an altered consciousness. He was sure of that. Or else it was the alcohol he had consumed along with his hidden most desire finally coming to life. But he still thought he was most probably in an altered state .

  His back arched. His fingers dug into the vinyl seat. It sounded like a record was stuck. Someone saying “oh” over and over. He took a breath and realized it had been him. The hot wet tongue sliding down the side of his dick. He jumped when something cold nudged his balls .

  “Sorry, my nose is cold.” Harry laughed. Brought back to earth by a cold nose .

  Then a hot wet mouth replaced the nose and Harry was right back into feeling nothing but that point of delicious pain and pleasure. Pain because he wanted release. He was so hard. “Please …”

  Alex took pity on him. A strong grip encircled his dick as Alex sucked Harry. Sucked, licked, stroked, squeezed until Harry couldn’t stop shaking. “I’m gonna cum!” He grabbed Alex’s fine hair and thrust up hard. Still thrusting and groaning, pushing out every last drop pulling up from the bottom of his toes. He flopped down, limp. Harry heard chuckling. He couldn’t even open his eyes. Stars were flying around under his eyelids .

  “Is he ok back there? Do I need to drive to hospital?” Chuckling again .

  “No, he’s ok.” Tugging on his hips. His pants being pulled together and zipped. “Too much to drink but he’ll be fine .”

  “No puking in my cab !”

  His shirt was rubbing against his chest. He felt nudges along his chest. Finally he opened his eyes. Alex was buttoning his shirt, then he looked up and smiled. The smile continued to grow the longer Harry laid there still trying to come back to full consciousness .

  Alex pulled Harry up to a sitting position. Wow. He looked over at Alex who was still smiling at Harry. He reached an arm around Harry and pulled him closer. “Wow .”

  Alex chuckled. His lips touched Harry’s forehead. “You ain’t seen nothing yet .”

  * * *

  A lex scooted out of the cab. Would he need to help Harry get out? No, looked like he could move and stand up. The smug pride of rendering his omega almost unconscious via one hell of a blow job could not be contained. Alex wrapped an arm around Harry’s shoulders and walked him up to the house. It was a nice bungalow. He bet there would be books scattered all over the house. He squeezed Harry’s shoulders .

  Harry unlocked the door and opened it up. Alex motioned for Harry to lead the way. It was his house after all, he was a guest, but hopeful to becoming a full time guest. Or maybe Harry would be a full time guest in his condo. Alex slowed himself down. It was too soon, far too soon to be thinking of moving in. He had to get Harry convinced to date and get to know him better. Then they could think about moving in together .

  “Do you want something to drink?” Harry walked into the kitchen, flicking on the lights as he went. Hardwood floors with rugs, stained glass lamps in the living room, glass tile backsplashes in the kitchen. It was a beautiful house. It reminded Alex of older libraries which made him chuckle. Harry looked at him with raised eyebrows .

  “I think it’s adorable that you live in basically an old library .”

  Harry looked around and then threw a smile at Alex. “You’re right. It is just like an old library. That must be why I love it so much. Beer ?”

  Alex shook his head. He didn’t want anything to affect his performance. He smiled as he walked closer to Harry and the fridge. Alex grabbed water out of the fridge and took a long drink. Nothing like ice cold water to quench that thirst after giving one hell of a blow job .

  Harry seemed nervous, he was fussing around straightening things in the kitchen. “Harry, where’s your bedroom?” He turned back with a surprise. “You expected us to continue, right?” Alex was all about getting to know this delectable omega better .

  “I want to get to know you better. I’ve been eyeing you for months, even longer if you count that year in middle school. Have mercy on me. I want to lick you from head to toe, That can’t be too bad, right?” Harry’s eyes kept getting wider the more Alex talked. Alex took off Harry’s glasses .

  He cupped Alex’s face with his hands, leaning in, gently kissing his lips then pulling back to look Harry in the eyes. “I want to get to know you better. Let me get to know you.” He leaned in and kissed Harry again slowly increasing the pressure, the speed, the lust pouring through his mouth. His hands slid down the sides of Harry’s neck, to his shoulders. Alex angled his head, deepening their kiss .

  It was hard to pay attention to unbuttoning Harry’s shirt, so he quit and just focused on Harry’s mouth. Harry’s hand ran up into Alex’s hair, tugging and grabbing as if Harry was holding on for life. Alex smiled against Harry’s lips. Oh yes Harry, you better hang on .

  He leaned back, smirking at how dazed Harry looked. Alex unbuttoned Harry’s shirt and pulled it back down off his shoulders. Quite an impressive chest. If he had known what Harry hid beneath his shirts, Alex would have jumped him a lot sooner. Alex couldn’t wait to explore those muscles in detail. But first, he needed to be put out of his misery. He had a bad case of blue balls from giving that blow job in the taxi. He would explode if he didn’t release soon. And he wanted to fuck Harry .

  He walked back a few steps for a better view while unbuttoning his shirt. “How about you ditch the pants and anything else you have on.” Harry blinked. Alex smiled like the alpha he was. Harry took off his pants and boxers letting them lie on the floor. His dick was sticking straight out, pointing to what it wanted most, Alex .

  “Take off your shoes.” Harry hurried to comply .

  Alex took off his shirt, letting it drop. He got his pants and briefs off in record time. He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks. Both were now naked in Harry’s kitchen .

  Alex walked towards Harry who was still leaning against the counter. He grabbed Harry’s head, cradling it in one hand while he kissed Harry senseless. He whispered against his mouth “I want to fuck you. Are you ok with that ?”

  Harry nodded his head. Alex smiled against his lips, then kissed him again. “Turn around .”

  Harry’s eyes widened. “Here ?”

  Alex nodded. “Right here, the second course is in the kitchen .”

  He grabbed Harry’s shoulders, slowly turning him around to finally have a look at that ass he had admired since forever. It was a fine ass, round, well muscled and sticking out just asking to be bit. He groaned. “Your ass is killing me. It’s gorgeous .”

  He got down on his knees grabbing both cheeks with his hands, squeezing, licking, nibbling and biting. Harry was groaning, begging, pleading for Alex to get on with it. “Do you have any lube in here ?”

  Harry looked down at Alex and smiled. “It’s a kitchen. Olive oil was the first lube. It’s on the counter to your right.” Well, you learn something new every day. Alex snagged the bottle of extra virgin olive oil and sniggered. It wasn’t going to a virgin for much longer .

  He poured about a tablespoon in his hand, he’s a chemistry teacher, of course he knows his measurements. Coating his fingers with oil, he slowly rubbed around Harry’s hole. “Bend over more sweetheart .”

  Harry bent over the kitchen counter, leaning so far forward that his chest was on the counter. Alex shoved his legs apart further, bi
ting his bottom lip as waves of lust rolled through him as he looked at Harry bent over, splayed out, ready for him. He would bust his nut if he didn’t hurry up .

  “Harry you are so fucking gorgeous.” Alex slid a finger in, stoping whatever Harry would say. They both moaned .

  Alex moved his finger around in a circle, pulled it back and then pushed back in. He thrusted a few times, then pulled out and pushed in two fingers. Alex didn’t know the last time Harry had sex, but he would make sure Harry wasn’t in any pain. He rolled his fingers, moved them around, pulled out and added a third finger .

  Pushing in was a little difficult, but Alex rubbed Harry’s back, leaning over planting kisses wherever he felt like it. Harry’s moans were getting louder and longer. Alex nipped at his side and decide it was time. He pulled his fingers out, rubbed extra virgin olive oil on his cock and lined up .

  He grabbed Harry’s hip with one hand and slowly pushed in. The muscles pushing back were squeezing his head so tightly, so deliciously that he felt faint. “Oh goooooooood” he pushed in past the ring of sweet muscles, bent over Harry and licked his back. “You feel sooooooo good .”

  Harry moved his hips drawing a moan from Alex. “Fuck me Alex .”

  He didn’t need to be told twice .

  Alex stood back up pulled out and pushed back in slowly. He ground his teeth while reciting chemical formulas in his head. Alex would not blow his load the second he finally got in Harry’s ass. He was so fucked. Alex would never get enough of this hot adorable omega. Maybe they could play teacher and bad student later .

  But now was time for saying hello to that sweet ass. He pulled out, pushed in and continued, repeating the movement until he was nearly there. Harry arched his back, and Alex exploded screaming his pleasure, feeling the pull deep from his legs. Oh god. He couldn’t think. He could barely even stand up .