Choose Me

by Hart, Delmire

  No, he wanted to be fucked.

  Long and deep and hard.

  His legs strained at his actions and he moaned louder, forcing his speed to increase, desperately seeking release and an ease to his need. He wanted to make his alpha snap and lose all semblance of control. He wanted him to be just as desperate and wanting and overcome as he was. Toru held onto coherency only by the most tenuous grip but he was ready to throw it all to the wind and lose himself in the man he had chosen for an eternity.

  “Faster. Need more… Please!” he whimpered desperately.

  Large hands gripped his hips with bruising force and Toru cried out in pleasure as Renato held him in place as he powered up into him. The force and speed overwhelmed him and the omega was coming before he even knew what was happening. The alpha didn’t relent in his pace and Toru was lost in one long rolling orgasm as his alpha fucked him straight through oversensitivity.

  A low moan ripped from the alpha’s throat and Toru buried his hands in his dark hair as he brought them close enough to kiss messily. Tongues mimicked their movements until Renato broke away with a groan and wrapped his arms tight around Toru, pulling him against his chest as he spilled his seed inside. The knot that had been forming at the base of his cock ballooned in size and locked them together.

  Toru sighed in satisfaction, for now the deep ache and need to be filled had been sated and his submissive instincts took over without being forced back for once. He lay limp in the tight embrace as the knot swelled even more. It was so big as to be almost uncomfortable at this angle, putting pressure on his small body with the sheer size. Renato moved up onto his knees, still holding his omega close, and grabbed their pillows to arrange in a small pile before carefully laying him back against them. Another small sigh escaped him as the pressure released with the change in angle and he lay under his alpha still securely held in place by the knot.

  Large hands smoothed over his skin comfortingly and Toru closed his eyes while he soaked up the gentle ministrations. Some thought returned as the heat haze retreated for a short while but he still couldn’t find it in himself to be irritated at his submissiveness in this condition. He honestly wasn’t certain if he could force it back once he was in heat; after all, it was something so deeply ingrained. Little kisses followed the hands and he tangled his hands in dark hair before pulling Renato up to his face.

  They locked gazes for a long moment before Toru tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck submissively. A wicked grin flashed across the alpha’s face before he leaned in to lick and suckle at the pale skin at the junction of his neck and shoulder. The omega shivered and tugged on his hair, nervous anticipation coiling in his stomach.

  He felt the lips curve into a smile before teeth sunk in to break the skin around his scent glands. His breath hitched as pain and pleasure flew through him at the gesture and suddenly he was infinitely more aware of the man in his arms. A tongue laved at the small pinpricks of blood before Renato moved to offer Toru his own neck.

  The gesture took the omega by surprise. It wasn’t required, just initiating the bond on one side was enough to forge a soulbond between alpha and omega, but by offering Toru his own neck to mark, Renato sought to establish a bond that was fully equal. Tentatively, Toru leaned forward to bite down at the exposed gland and groaned as the knot trapped inside of him pulsed as he broke skin. He gave a few licks to the small wound before pulling away.

  They stayed like that, content just trading lazy kisses as Renato gently petted him in a soothing manner. When the alpha’s knot had finally receded enough to slip out, Toru found his body once again heating up. It seemed as though the only relief was during knotting. The lustful daze descended once again and the omega flipped himself over to offer his hole to his alpha. A strangled groan was the response he got and he grinned in fierce satisfaction at the noise. He pushed backwards, arching his back and offering himself up completely.

  “Fuck me.”

  “Gladly.” Renato’s voice was low and rough, sending thrills down Toru’s spine before the man pushed forward and invaded his entire being once again.

  The alpha set a punishing rhythm that time and the omega cried out in ecstasy even as he met him thrust for thrust. Fingers dug more bruises into his waist as he desperately pleaded for more, harder, faster.

  MORE.

  There was no soft finesse to their mating this time, no semblance of restraint. Just brutal fucking and Toru howled as he came again and again to the dominating force of the other. It was mind shattering pleasure and Toru could not get enough.

  Renato was more than happy to give him exactly what he needed.

  ***

  Toru lay dozing on a puffy clean towel that lay over the destroyed sheets of the large bed. Renato had cleaned them both off once the last vestiges of heat had finally gone from the omega’s mind. They had been able to eat and drink a little in between the clutches of heat but it hadn’t been enough to sustain them properly so Renato had gone in search of food.

  Having completely lost all sense of time and with his body aching madly, Toru was happy to lazily wait for his mate to return. His doze was interrupted by the return of his alpha carrying a large plate of something that smelt absolutely delectable. Raising his arms like a child, the omega made grabbing motions in the general direction of his alpha, too worn out to be bothered about being independent right then. He could gripe about following his own mind and not his instincts tomorrow when he had eaten and slept.

  Renato chuckled as he set the tray down on a table next to a large arm chair before coming over to pick up his tired little mate. He settled down on the chair with Toru tucked firmly under his arm and offered him a small morsel.

  “How long do your heats normally last for?”

  Chewing and swallowing the sweet fruit Toru replied tiredly, “Around three days usually.”

  The alpha hummed as he fed him a small pastry. “Then just under two days is good. You were nesting too.”

  Toru blinked in surprise. Under two days? And there was the nesting as well. All of those were behaviours of bonded omegas. A bonded omega’s heat could range from one day, if they were well cared for by their alpha both physically and mentally, to as much as seven days if they were not. Heats that lasted above five days were dangerous, as the omega’s body would react poorly to being ravaged by the heat that long and they would often refuse food or water. It only occurred in cases of extreme neglect from their alpha, a way for their body to demand the care and attention they required. It wasn’t unheard of for an omega that had a seven-day heat to die at the end of it.

  “I told you your body knew who its alpha was,” Renato said smugly, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

  Toru huffed but didn’t comment. There was nothing he could do or say to refute that. Traitorous body.

  A nose nuzzled into his hair and a small croon rumbled out from the alpha’s chest, pulling a matching purr in response from Toru. The omega froze in surprise and the alpha did it again and again with his body responding without permission.

  “Hey! Stop that!” Another croon and he scowled up at Renato who grinned indulgently back.

  “Why? You’ve done that for a while but only when you were sleeping.”

  “What? Since when?”

  Another croon and Toru glared even as he purred back.

  “At least a few weeks.”

  The omega’s jaw dropped in surprise before snapping shut as the alpha kept crooning softly at him. Golden eyes sparkled in delight and clearly the alpha enjoyed the reaction far too much.

  “Stop that! I’m trying to eat.”

  Toru crossed his arms with a pout before opening his mouth, indicating he wanted more food. The tray sat on the other side of Renato, no point wasting what little energy he had left to start a fight over whether or not he could feed himself. The action just seemed to please the alpha more, however, and he could almost feel the satisfaction rolling off the alpha in waves.

  Oh Yharis, what had
he gotten himself into?

  ***

  “Ren!” Toru whined as he nuzzled into his alpha’s neck. Renato groaned and wrapped his arms tighter around his mate but otherwise didn’t move.

  They had arrived back in Cosa the evening before but Renato had been waylaid almost at once by a harassed looking Morse. The beta had only paused long enough to offer a small congratulation on their recent bonding before dragging his mate off to help deal with some stubborn merchants.

  Toru had been left to help Luca unpack from their trip but had been intercepted so many times by the household staff offering their congratulations that he didn’t end up helping at all. It surprised Toru. He barely knew most of the staff; he spent most of his time with his beta friend while the rest of the household generally kept their distance.

  When he asked Luca about the sudden shift in demeanour, the beta explained that until Renato bonded him, he might still have been sent away. Many of the household staff found it hard to get to know someone only to lose them shortly after their arrival. Luca was close enough to see the interactions between them to know it was only a matter of time but the rest couldn’t be so certain.

  The beta was thrilled about their bonding, however, as was the entire household staff. They were relieved that their beloved master had found a mate and more than one person teased Toru about when there would be small feet pattering through the halls. It was more embarrassing than the outfits Renato forced him into. Although he needed to have a talk with his alpha about that too.

  The poor alpha had only just crawled into bed as the first rays of light crept under the thick curtains but Toru had slept the entire night through and was feeling very well rested.

  So well rested that he had a great deal of energy. Energy he would like to expend in the most delicious way with his alpha. Except Renato was trying to play dead so he could get some sleep. Toru squirmed against his mate before rolling over and intentionally pressing himself back against the thick cock that rested between his cheeks. The movement caused the slick gathering at his arousal to coat the alpha’s length and he felt it twitch weakly in interest against him.

  “So needy,” Renato muttered as he moved his hand down to stroke at Toru’s own chubby cock. He mewled at the feeling of the hot hand pleasuring him, but that wasn’t what he wanted. He pressed back more insistently and felt a huff of laughter ruffle his hair.

  The large hand moved from his cock to slip between his wet cheeks and probe at his hole. He moaned as a finger easily slipped inside to be followed almost immediately by a second. Renato could probably press inside with no preparation; they had been doing it so often on their travel home that his omegan body bloomed easily under his mate’s touch.

  Toru smiled at the thought that the Cosa manor was now home. He wasn’t sure when it crossed over to that for him but the thought warmed him. He was sad that his parents would never know he lived or get to meet Renato and any little ones he bore but at least he was happy.

  His decision to be mates with Ren when combined with the distance between Cosa and his family home meant he would most likely never see his family again. There was no way to send them a message either. How many people travelled between two warring countries? How many would be willing to travel to a tiny Tysealean village on the other side of the continent just to pass on a message? How much would he have to pay them with no guarantee it would even arrive? But he had made his choice and he did not feel regret over it.

  Yharis, he mentally prayed to his goddess, please tell my family that I am safe and happy.

  That thought aside, he turned and pushed his alpha onto his back with a wicked grin. Renato’s chest rumbled with a deep chuckle as Toru straddled him, intent on taking what he wanted. His mate brought his hands up to caress down his sides as he slowly sank down his thick length. The alpha remained pliant underneath him, too tired to surge up and take him but content to help him ease the ache deep inside.

  “Given how you acted before, I had no idea you would be such a needy little thing,” Renato commented idly as he thrust his hips up to meet him.

  Toru gasped and threw his head back, revelling in the sensation. “That has—” he paused to gasp again before continuing, “—nothing to do ngghhh…with this.”

  Renato snorted as he moved a large hand to stroke over his cock as he thrust up again, sending Toru over the edge with a long moan. He stayed seated on the large, throbbing length while he caught his breath, his body still shuddering with aftershocks.

  “We need to talk about my wardrobe too.”

  “I’m sure I can convince you to keep it.” Renato grinned wolfishly.

  “Oh?” Toru arched an eyebrow even as the wicked grin on his mate’s face set his heart racing wildly. He yelped as the alpha turned them over so that he loomed above Toru’s prone form.

  “Oh yes, I’m sure we can come to an arrangement.” He leaned down to lock the omega’s lips in a claiming kiss as he thrust slowly into him, intent on bringing them both more pleasure.

  Toru lost himself in his alpha gladly. He had made his choice and now the future seemed much brighter than he ever thought possible.

  ***

  Ava sighed as she made her way through the thick forest. It was lush and green at this time of the year, a beautiful, warming sight. But her favourite was still the icy beauty of winter. The glittering snow would coat the trees in a breathtaking white and the world would wait the coming of spring with a gentle stillness. The lush warmth that surrounded her had been comforting as a child but now she viewed the world a little differently.

  She was biased, but a mother always was.

  Ava held back tears as she approached the lake. Previously she had only come here in winter when the teeming forest life lay sleeping and the surface was covered in a layer of ice. It was Toru’s favourite place to be and he would always lose track of time. So, she would come out and just watch with pride as her son skated across the ice or built giant fortresses for him and the other children to play in before calling them all back to the village as the sun set.

  Now, she found solace from her heartbreak at his most treasured place.

  It had been many moons since she had last heard from him and she feared the worst. He had run off to join the army, her bright little omega that just wanted to help in any way he could. As much as she disapproved, there was no talking him out of it. His ice would certainly make a formidable weapon but she strongly believed that was not why Yharis gave such a gift to him.

  Yharis’ gifts were given to help and heal, not to wreck and destroy.

  But then, sometimes those actions were just different sides of the same coin.

  Ava sank to her knees at the water’s edge and closed her eyes to send off another heartfelt payer to her son’s deity. She had given many over the years.

  Please Yharis, just see him safe. You need not bring him back to me, but please, please see him safe.

  The rest of the village believed him dead but she would hold out hope for as long as she still had breath. Toru possessed a strong gift; he was given to the world for a reason and he was not one to stop fighting. She smiled as she thought of his stubborn attitude and determination. He was exactly like she had been when she was a girl. He would need that fire to see through whatever path Yharis set him on.

  She had always known the sleepy village they lived in would never be Toru’s home once he was grown. One with such a gift would be needed elsewhere in the world and that was why she never asked Yharis to bring him home. Most likely, only his ashes would return to this place.

  Ava opened her eyes to stare at her reflection in the water and gasped as the image changed before her eyes. Tears streamed down her face as she brought her hands to cover her mouth.

  Reflected in the water was a large bed with many rich looking blankets and nestled in the middle was her son. His skin glowed with health and his gorgeous elemental tattoo was nearly twice the size from when she had last seen it. It was magnificent. Metallic silver snowflakes
seemed to dance in a blizzard across his chest and it reached up his neck and across the tops of his arms.

  What caught her attention the most was the claiming mark set across his neck and shoulder. Her baby had found a mate and clearly one that could provide for him, judging by the luxurious bedding that surrounded him. She was still drinking in her only son’s form when a huge alpha came into her view. She briefly caught sight of the claiming mark visible on him as he pulled a sleepy Toru into his arms and settled down.

  Tears threatened to blur her vision as she watched her son snuggle up contently against the other man.

  “Oh, Yharis,” Ava whispered. “Thank you.”

  She had no doubts that was who had gifted her with such a priceless treasure. Toru was alive and well. More than well; he had found a mate and seemed happy and healthy. A peace she had not known for a long time settled through her.

  Standing, she brushed off her long dress and strode back towards the village. She needed to tell her husband what she had been shown. Ava was sure it would also bring him peace to know of his son’s wellness.

  She had no doubts that the future would hold a lot of challenges for her gifted son, but with Yharis watching over him and a mate to support him, she knew he would be fine.

  About the Author

  Delmire Hart

  Delmire Hart is a little ginger kiwi born in the peaceful country of New Zealand before she migrated to the wondrous crazy of Australia. Starting off as an avid fantasy reader and nerd extraordinaire, she was that one weird kid carting around brick-sized novels with glee. This closet romantic didn’t understand just what she was missing out on until she ventured into the depths of the internet seeking the perfect blend of erotic and romantic. Fantasy can be as sexy and sensual as you want it to be! Miss Hart now takes great pleasure mixing steamy gay romances with magical twists and intriguing dynamics. While always a sucker for a happy ending, she is a big believer that the journey to get there is the fun part and endeavours to create varied worlds for all to enjoy.