My heat had never been early before and never so all of a sudden. Sure, there had been a few signs. But only around Naheed. The intense, immediate attraction when he’d walked into the coffee shop. The semi-boner I’d been sporting all day. The way I felt flushed any time he was near. But all that was no different than the effects of a crush. Could our attraction have forced an early heat? I had seen it in movies, sure, but could that be real. If it was, I was in for the night of my life because as good as heat sex was, and it was amazing, heat brought on by attraction to a potential mate was supposed to be out of this world. People had been trying to make recreational drugs simulate the experience for years. That had never ended well.
“Are we there?” I whimpered as we pulled into a neighborhood. I hardly recognized my voice. Not allowing myself to come in his car like a freak had been a challenge, and I was barely succeeding. I was going downhill, fast.
“One more block,” he panted.
At three houses long, it was the longest block ever. We pulled into his driveway. I didn’t even pay attention to the house, I was just grateful he was able to pull into an attached garage. I wasn’t sure I would be able to close my pants in my current state and no neighbors need to be subjected to that view.
“Home.” He pressed a button on his dashboard and the garage door began to slide shut behind us, giving me the privacy I needed to get out of the car.
“Home,” I repeated. For some reason that word hit me as more than I intended as I spoke it. It was Naheed’s home, not mine, but the feelings... This was home. It was official, I was a gonner for this man, heat or no heat.
I didn’t wait for him to open my door, though I could see him circling the car to do so. I couldn’t wait that long. I needed him. Now. In all ways.
He took my hint and changed direction to unlock the door to the main house. Our first time should not be in a garage. Our second, maybe. But our first time should have some sense of civility. Or at least that was what I tried to convince myself. My pants stuck uncomfortably to my legs and I realized I was leaking slick so badly, the back of my pants were soaked. I normally didn’t have that problem until the height of my heat. Maybe I’d been this wet after a good round of foreplay, but clothes were generally long gone by that point.
I reached Naheed just as the door unlocked and took his outreached hand with my shaking one. My want had turned to need and now, now there were no words for it. We stepped in the door and he kicked it closed behind me. I found myself pressed against the door, his entire front flush with mine and his lips taking ownership of my mouth. My body melted into his as I allowed his alpha instincts to lead the way. I had never not been the dominant in a sexual encounter, never allowed myself to be in that position. Here, now, it was the only position I wanted.
A sigh escaped my lips, signaling my complete surrender to the moment. As Naheed’s one hand held the back of my neck in a possessive gesture that felt almost freeing, his other hand snuck down and found my throbbing and painfully erect cock, still hanging free from my pants. His hand worked me as if he could read my desire, focusing on the movement that made my entire soar.
His lips broke from mine, a loss that was almost too much to bear, but then he kissed my cheeks and made a path of lips and teeth slowly down my neck. On his journey up again, he added a suck and I nearly came. It was going to leave a mark. He was marking me and, goodness help me, I wanted him to.
As his lips reached my ears, his whispered, “You’re too hard, my omega. I need to take care of that so we don’t end up rushing our time together.”
The only words that registered were “my omega.” I wasn’t his, not really, but I wanted to be so fiercely I almost begged him to make it so. The only thing that stopped me was the shock of his next movement.
Naheed dropped to his knees, making quick work of my pants. Before I could remind him alphas didn’t do this, because I was clearly an idiot, he practically swallowed me in one movement.
As he pulled off, he mumbled words of appreciation as he licked and sucked my cock. Gibberish and moans spilled from my lips. As hand settled on his head, I made an oath to not take over and fuck his mouth, as was my tendency. This was my alpha, and he knew how to take care of me. I shoved that unbidden thought back and curled my fingers into his hair.
His lips circled my cock, moving slower than I wanted as his hand reached back, stopping momentarily to play with my balls, as if testing the waters before wandering back to my waiting hole.
His lips came off long enough to say, “My omega, so wet for me,” before sucking my cock back in his mouth as his finger entered me slowly. Too freaking slowly.
As a whimper escaped me, he began to move with more speed with both his fingers and his mouth. My body was singing and it took all I could not to come on the spot. When he rotated his finger around, curling into me, hitting that spot just right and humming around my cock at the same time, I lost it, shooting down his throat, which he sucked down greedily, making noises of appreciation.
I collapsed against the wall, his hands on my hips, pressing me back and holding me up. Holy. Shit.
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Naheed
Something deep inside me settled with contentment as I lifted Jace’s blissfully limp body and carried him to my room.
“That was… nice…” he mumbled.
I chuckled. “I hope it was more than nice.”
“It was... really… nice.”
I finished undressing him, noticing the red flush of his skin. We had a long night of heat ahead of us. The idea energized me. I hadn’t been with an omega in heat since my asshole days. This was different. This meant… something. My mind skittered away from what I was hoping. What I was fearing. I had to accept this for what it was. Two people, insanely attracted to each other, making the most out of an unexpected heat. I had to ignore that my mind was screaming that he was mine right now.
Jace’s eyes closed, and his chest rose and fell in a shallow sleep. I knew he would wake up soon and he’d need more. I shucked my clothes off and started a bath. When I’d originally bought the house, I’d thought the jacuzzi was a little excessive for a single alpha, but I was man enough to admit I enjoyed a glass of wine and a bubble bath occasionally. I went without the bubbles this time, though. I had plans for this bath, and I wanted to be able to see everything.
When I re-entered my bedroom, Jace was blinking his eyes open, still fuzzy with sleep. His gaze landed on me and he frowned.
“I wanted to unwrap that,” he said.
I laughed and crawled in bed, slinging my leg over his hips. “This?” I asked, dragging my hand down my oversensitive cock and wincing in pleasure.
“Mmmm,” Jace agreed and bucked his hips.
I leaned down to kiss him and took my time, enjoying the press of his hard abs against my heated skin. I took my time. Now that my omega was here, secure in my home, the need to own him had abated somewhat, but it was rapidly growing once more.
"Come on." I rolled off the bed and reached out to pull him after me. I fished the condom out of his pants that I’d left on the floor on our way. "I have a surprise for you."
Jace moaned in approval when he saw the jacuzzi. I turned on the jets and gestured for him to step in. While he got settled, I rolled the condom on. It was tight, so tight, and I probably should have waited until I needed it, but I didn't want to stop the moment to put it on once we got really going. I waited until he had settled his back against the jets, his face going slack with pleasure, and then I began to massage his shoulders.
He moaned, and I knew I wouldn't be able to keep at this long. I needed release. But Jace's pleasure overrode my own. I dug in.
"You're so tight," I said, targeting a particularly large knot in his shoulder.
"That's what he said," he muttered.
I groaned. "No, you're not one of those people, are you?"
"Don't worry," he said, "I'm pretty punny, too."
"Nope, that's it," I said. "Boner killer. You'll just
have to handle this heat on your own."
He laughed and tipped his head back, pulling me down for a kiss. "Get in here and fuck me."
I didn't need any further urging. I stepped in and dropped to my knees, the water reaching just above my belly button. I grabbed his thighs and pulled him close, up onto my lap, my arm snaking around behind his back, reaching up and grabbing a fistful of hair. He gasped and arched into me, our erections brushing against each other, the hot water swirling around us. His hand reached down and took us both in hand. Hot damn, those long fingers were amazing. I growled and pulled his head back a little more, leaning forward and sucking on his neck. I paused to say, "I'm not going to last if you keep doing that."
"Then what are you waiting for?" He arched an eyebrow. What a sass. He needed to know who was boss right now.
I picked him up and spun him around, quickly arranging him so that he was on his knees, his hands splayed on the edge of the tub. I checked to make sure he was where I wanted him—yes, the jets were pointed right at his hips, caressing his cock. And as I thrust into him, it would massage him from tip to balls. Not that I had played around with them myself at all...
His chest heaved in short gasps and I froze, realizing I was letting my alpha brain take over. Was I going too far? "Is this good?" I ground out. If it wasn't, I would stop. I would lock myself out of the room and suffer blue balls if I had to, but I would not push Jace anywhere he didn't want to go.
"I can't... just..."
I had gone too far. I started to pull back, but Jace reached back and grabbed my cock, tugging it toward him.
"Now. Please!"
I turned his face, I needed confirmation. His eyes were blown with lust and need. Desperate. I breathed a sigh of relief.
I pulled his hand back to the edge of the tub and took myself in hand and teased his hole. He spread his knees wider, spreading his ass, trying to force me in. I tried to slap him on the ass but the water softened the blow. "On my time," I said.
"Yes, alpha."
Those two words nearly made me come, all breathy, needy, full of worship.
"Good omega," I grumbled, easing the head of my erection in slowly. His body was heaving with heavy breathing now, not that I was much better, but the rocking motion was driving me crazy.
"I've never..."
I barely heard the words. "Never what?"
"Been taken," he panted.
I slid out and he moaned. "You've never bottomed?" I asked with lust and wonderment.
He shook his head. I knew he wasn't a virgin. No virgin was this willing, this much of a tease. Which meant he'd always topped before. I pictured our positions reversed. I'd never considered bottoming before. Now I could hardly think of anything else.
I slid back in. "Gonna take care of you, omega. And after this heat is over, you're going to bend me over my bed and show me what you can do."
He trembled beneath me and came with a shout. I slid all the way out, then in one smooth, slow motion, bottomed out. He moaned, tensing around me, and I gave him a moment to get used to the stretch. While I waited, I nipped at the corner between his neck and shoulder and teased, pinching his nipples, then running my hands down to tug at his balls, exploring all the space between the two, then back again. When he relaxed against me, I started moving. The water sloshed and slapped noisily around us and I rose to my knees for more power, pushing his back down with one hand, the other grabbing his shoulder for leverage, pulling us together hard every time I pulled away, his incomprehensible words driving me faster, further..
The fire burned in me, his tight hole clenching around me, reminding me I was his first. As I finally came and he followed me for his third orgasm, I fell. I was gone. I couldn't ignore the hope that I would be his only. I only just held back from biting his shoulder and making him mine forever.
11
Jace
Boneless. I was freaking boneless, which in theory should be dangerous in a bath, but I was with my alpha. I was safe. I was no longer going to deny my feelings. It wasn’t post-multiple-orgasmic bliss speaking, either. It was more. From the indications Naheed gave, I wasn’t the only one feeling this way.
I leaned back into Naheed, his cock still inside me, a not unpleasant tug sending spirals of pleasure through my body. Holy—that was his knot. I had learned all about knotting in sex ed, but only alphas actually knotted. I'd always chosen betas as my partners, which left me innocent in this way.
At first it felt like pressure, not pleasant or uncomfortable, just there. Naheed’s groan of pleasure vibrated against the back of my neck where he was nipping gently just as the big deal about knotting fully hit me.
My awareness of the pressure grew in intensity and I shifted, which caused it to hit my prostate and once again I found myself coming, the intensity blinding me.
“I’ve got you, my omega.” His arms wrapped around me as my body quaked, his cinnamon scent enveloping me. We sat in blissful silence as my body stilled and relaxed.
“That was … it …” I snuggled back, unable to form the words, turning my head, offering him my lips which he greedily took. The passion was tamer now, but still there below the surface. Heat had a way of doing that, although the times I had shared with a beta were never like this. Betas just didn’t have the biology to keep up with an omega in heat. That’s why I had tried to get by with suppressants and practically gave myself carpal tunnel.
Heat alone was intense, even with the suppressants. It lasted longer than if you took an alpha or, more precisely, they took you. At the time, I had thought it was worth the suffering. Now, now that I had experienced this, I didn’t know if I could ever go back.
“Yeah,” he agreed to my non-explanation of my feelings. “You’re amazing.”
“Never taken an omega’s first before?” I teased and his body tensed. That was not what I was going for. Not. At. All. “Sorry. I’m teasing. I don’t want to know about your past and you probably don’t want to know about mine.”
I dropped my head to his shoulder and let my hands caress his arms which were still folded in front of me. The last thing I wanted to do was ruin the moment.
“No need to apologize. There are just some things I don’t want to think about after such a perfect night.
“It was amazing. Your knot… I’ve never felt anything close to that before.”
“It’s because we fit.” He nibbled at my ear between words and it was a challenge for me to actually remember what he was replying to.
“We do.” I needed to kiss him so badly, but our position was not conducive to extended kissing sessions. “So… how long does it take to, you know, go down?” If we had been in bed and not in heat, this position would be perfect, he could spoon me from behind and we could chat before allowing ourselves to fall into slumber.
“Ready to get rid of me so quickly…?” There was a tinge of actual question in his voice. My confident alpha sounded almost unsure.
“Hardly. More that I’m dying to kiss you and this position is awkward at best.”
He turned my head before taking my mouth as if to prove a point, giving up after only a minute with a sigh of defeat, his neck probably as strained as mine.
“Next time we should do this facing each other so we can spend this time productively.” I offered. Begged. Pleaded. Potato. Potahto.
“That can be arranged. And to answer your question, it usually is down by now, but I’m still on fire right now, probably a combination of your heat and your hot body, so it’s nice and happy as is for now.”
My cock was already starting to harden, something that after coming this many times seemed impossible, even with heat. But this was heat with my alpha. All bets were off. I sat there, enjoying his embrace, thinking back to the words we spoke while getting it on. Surely he hadn’t offered his ass to me. Alphas didn’t do that. Or did they? Naheed was unlike any alpha I’d ever met before.
“You seem like you want to say something.” He pulled me from my thoughts, his knot slightl
y diminishing. As much as I wanted to kiss him, I already felt a sense of loss…
“I was wondering… what you said before… did you mean it?” I held my breath, hoping it wasn’t just sex talk. I wanted to have him so very badly. Would I be alright if he said no? I didn’t want to find out.
“I’m sure I did,” he leaned close to my ear, “but which thing are we talking about specifically?” He knew. He was just making me say it. Did he like his omegas to talk dirty? I threw that thought away, not wanting to think of him with anyone else but me.
“About me taking you.” The cracking of my voice gave away my lack of confidence. His arms tightened around me in silent acceptance. The things this man did to me.
“I am very much looking forward to it.”
“But you’re an alpha.”
“And you are no ordinary omega.”
I could hear the smile in his voice and as his knot kept softening, I counted the moments until I could show him how much his words meant.
“You say that like it’s a good thing.” I hated being that omega fishing for compliments from their alpha.
“It is an amazing thing.” He began to stand, taking me with him as he stroked my cock one, two, three times. “Looks like we can get working on my turn now.”
His cock slipped from me, along with a gasp followed by an, “Oh fuck,” escaping his lips.
“What?” I turned around fearing blood only to be faced with something worse.
The condom was broken.
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Naheed
I froze in shock and Jace's face drained of color.
"I just... I never thought... Those were beta condoms," he said finally. "I'd always assumed that alpha labeling was some vanity crap. This is my fault." His voice was drained of energy.
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