ROCKING RANDY: MM Shifter MPREG Gay Romance (The Alpha To His Omega Series)

by Bonnar King

  The old man was a brute, with his warn out leather jacket, smelling like old cigars and booze, not to mention that his beard was grey and looked to have leftover pretzels stuck in it. He was certainly not my type—or anyone’s type for that matter, and I could only squirm from the disgust of it all. He was so uncomfortably close to me and breath was so foul that it made me want to hurl. His hands were trying to get busy by touching my ass and crotch, but I was doing my best to keep his hands off, which only seemed to excite him even more. Nasty bastard!

  The music suddenly stopped and then the sound of a microphone hitting the floor caused there to be a hush over the crowd. The next thing I saw was Orion come charging at us like a raging bull, with fire in his eyes. He pulled the creepy old guy off me with such force that the creep actually flew backwards all the way against the stage. I stared at Orion in disbelief. I was unable to move, but I kept my yes locked onto those electrifying green eyes of his. Within seconds, a group of the dirty old biker’s friends decided to step in and lend a hand.

  “You’ve already seen what I’ve done to your friend. Think twice about what you intend to do here or things might get ugly.” Growled Orion.

  He wasn’t even afraid, and these guys looked like they could tear him apart. They actually looked at each other like this was one big joke. Giggling in disbelief at the balls on Orion. They probably found it amusing that he was outnumbered and yet still challenging them.

  There were no more words exchanged as they came after him with a blood lust in their eyes. I was stunned at the agility and speed Orion was moving at. It looked like everyone else was in slow motion while he moved with such speed and precision. He grabbed one guy’s fist in midair and headbutt him square in the nose, causing an explosion of blood in his face, before lifting another one by his throat and throwing him with relative ease onto a nearby table. It collapsed underneath his weight. The onlookers didn’t date try to intervene, and they were allowing this to play out.

  Another big guy, who was built like a mountain of pure muscle had now decided to charge at Orion like a rhino with roid-rage. He had smashed a beer bottle and was now waving it by the long neck back and forth in front of Orion’s eyes. The amazing thing that I couldn’t understand was that Orion showed no fear, almost as if this was a common occurrence for him. The way that Orion had dispatched those men was like he was an adult beating up a bunch of kids. They presented no danger to him at all.

  The big brute rushed forward with the bottle, but Orion slapped it out of his hand and then kicked him so hard in the chest that he hit on the wall, causing a very noticeable dent. Some of the plaster came down with him and then I heard a shotgun cocking. I turned to see that the female bartender had decided that enough was enough. She was the epitome of a biker babe with the prerequisite tattoos and the long black hair. She pulled the trigger and fired off a blast, making people jump practically out of their skin

  “That’s enough. If you want to fight, take it outside,” She said, with a deadly serious look on her face.

  I was kind of jealous that she could have that kind of strength of character, especially being a woman in this place full of burly men. She had guts.

  “I’m going to kill… Arggghhhhh,” yelled man that Orion had pushed back against the stage earlier.

  The thug had now regained his composure and had come forward to attack Orion, who got into a fighting stance, ready to hit back. However, the woman that owned the establishment got into the middle of Orion and this man “I said that I didn’t want any of this shit going down in my place. Leave, before I forget that I’m a lady.”

  “My apologies, Stella, but the way that these guys were acting was uncivilized. You know me and I don’t usually get into other people’s business unless I feel there’s a need to.” Orion said, apologetically.

  It appeared that they were sharing a knowing glance as if Stella knew Orion very well and that they had a history. As Orion and the woman exchanged words, the thugs that he had beaten up got up and left in a hurry. There was soon the sound of motorcycles running their engines and then peeling from the parking lot.

  “I do know you. That’s precisely the reason why I stepped in.” Stella returned to serving the drinks behind the bar. Orion turned to me and put his two fingers on my chin to make me look at him.

  “I’m sorry that you had to go through that. Are you OK?” Orion asked while looking at me with concerned eyes.

  I felt like the whole world melted away, leaving just him and me. I couldn’t say anything and the best that I could do to respond was nod my head. His smile was completely disarming and made me feel week in the knees. I wondered if he’d catch me if I just fell down right here, right now. It was the exact same feeling that I had when he was singing, but this was more intimate with a lot more intense.

  “What’s your name?” He asked me.

  “Randy. My name’s Randy,” I replied, nervously.

  He smiled as he gazed down at me. “Sweet. Well, I’m Orion.”

  He winked at me with a boyish grin and then let me go, making his way back up on stage to finish his set. I was right there at his feet watching him like a fanboy and listening to every word that was coming out of his mouth. I had my hands perched up against my face. He never stopped staring at me the entire time that he was singing.

  This totally wasn’t me in my regular life, but I felt like we were there for only one another and everybody else was just an extra in our romantic movie.

  Chapter 3

  I waited until he was finished performing and was packing up with the rest of the band. By this point, I knew I wanted to give him all of me completely, as I wanted him to give me all he had completely. However, I didn’t want to appear as desperate as I actually was, so I had to leave the venue like everyone else.

  When I got outside, I looked around for Jamie, but he had vanished most likely with the blond Adonis that I had seen his with before. Typical Jamie. I looked around like a lost puppy until Orion spotted me and made his way over to me. I couldn’t believe he had noticed me and was now walking toward me.

  “Hey, it looks like your ride ditched you. I can take you home… in fact, I insist on it.” Said Orion, while standing between me and his band's tour van. The whole time, still just wearing his leather pants and nothing else on top. He was perfectly comfortable in his own skin. I only wished that I could say the same thing.

  “I think that I can take care of…” I didn’t get the rest of my thought completed, as he placed his finger on my lips to quiet any kind of argument.

  His touch was like electric on my lips. As I longed for more of his tender touch, he walked away from me and over toward the door of the van, then gestured to me to get in. Without hesitation, I hopped into the van. Orion got in from the driver side and then gazed into my eyes. I could just melt from the way he was looking at me. No guy had looked at me this way before. He was making me shy, and I was sure I was blushing.

  The rest of the guys were probably getting drunk and having a merry old time with their groupies, but here was Orion, alone with me.

  “So then, what did you think of the band? Did you like us?” Asked Orion.

  “I think that you’re amazing. Your voice hypnotizes me and causes me to think that the lyrics are about me,” I confessed, like a love-struck fool.

  “That’s very nice of you to say, we aim to please,” he said with a smirk.

  The curiosity was killing me, and I had to just say it. “So, what happens now? Are you going to make moves on me?”

  “Why? Would you like me to?” Asked Orion, smiling.

  “I was just asking, because you know… we’re here alone in your van.”

  “And you thought that I got you in here so I could fuck you?” Orion responded.

  His words made me blush and now I was lost for words.

  “No, but you know…” I managed to say.

  “Hey, I’m no choir boy, but you’re a sweetie, and I don’t think you could handle what I woul
d give you,” said Orion.

  I wonder what he meant by that statement. I’m sure he’s no virgin and has probably had some wild nights, but he was probably playing hard to get now. I wasn’t going to let that get to me.

  “What do you mean by not a good boy? What do you like, orgies in the tour bus and threesomes?” I asked, with sarcastic tone.

  “No way, dude. I’m a relationship kind of guy, but I just don’t do well with romance. I... just...” he hesitated and smiled.

  “You just what?” I asked.

  “I have a dark side, that’s all... and I don’t mean that in a pretentious emo rock star sort of way. I think you’re too nice for a guy to be hanging with me.” Orion said.

  “I wish that you wouldn’t say something like that. I’m nothing special and certainly not some sweet and innocent little Twink. I can live on the wild side, too, but maybe you just like the big jocks in this place and I’m not your type,” I declared.

  Orion gasped in disbelief. “You can’t be blind. Guys were checking you out all night. You’re absolutely gorgeous. I’d have thought that you’d know what kind of effect you have on a man. Especially a man like me.”

  “There’s no way that that’s true. I’m nothing like the other guys in this place… not even close,” I said.

  Orion paused and didn’t say anything in return. It was in his eyes that told me that I was the only thing on his mind. He looked deeply into my eyes, while gently stroking his hand on my thigh and working his way up to my dick, but stopping short just a few inches.

  For a moment, I thought that I was going to explode from the sheer bliss of having him this close to me. I could feel jolts of electricity shooting up and down my body. His cock was now much more noticeably hard in his leather pants.

  “You could probably convince me to do practically anything.” I said to him, meaning ever word of it.

  His thumb moved sensuously across my lips, before he moved forward and kissed me gently, while moving his hands along my neck gently.

  “I want you, Randy. I must have you,” Orion said, with a low voice.

  It felt like I was under some love spell. And just as I was about to surrender to him and let him take me in any way he wanted, his band members came out of the bar, howling and cheering like a pack of wild animals.

  “It looks like the boys are here, let me take you home on my bike,” Orion said, while handing the van keys to one of his band members.

  As he handed the keys to the larger, and very intimidating band member, he grabbed a hold of Orion’s arm and pulled him in close, while briefly looking at me with an unsure look. He whispered some words into Orion’s ear for what seemed like a very long time. And it was very clear that Orion didn’t like what he heard.

  When they had finished exchanging words, Orion made his way back to me. His frown turned back into a smile when he looked at me.

  “What was that about?” I asked.

  “Oh that? That was nothing. Don’t worry about it,” Orion dismissed.

  Orion climbed onto his Harley Davidson and passed me the helmet from behind. This time, there was no hesitation as there was earlier with Jamie on the bike. I grabbed onto it and got in position with my hands wrapped around Orion’s warm, muscular body.

  “Hold onto me tightly, Randy. Don’t let go,” Orion instructed.

  There was no way I was going to let go. In fact, I would hold him as tightly as possible, and enjoy every moment of it.

  I whispered where I lived and he rode off like some kind of speed demon. He had no fear and there must’ve been ice water running through his veins, the way he rode his bike, weaving and speeding passed other vehicles. He had me clutching onto him, but for some reason I felt perfectly safe and secure in his arms. This was a far cry different from when I was with Jamie on his bike earlier that very same night.

  We arrived at my apartment building. He had to pry my fingers loose from around him. I stood beside the bike looking at that smirk and I knew that I was a goner. He was everything that I wanted in a man, but I had no idea that I could actually have it.

  Orion removed my helmet and looked me in my eyes. “Randy, I want you to look after yourself, I don’t want you going to that bar or places like that again. Those sorts of places are not for nice guys like you,” Orion said, in a concerned voice.

  Suddenly my blissful night of happy memories was being shatters, and I was pissed off.

  “How very kind and noble of you, sir. Looking out for little old me. Do you have any idea how condescending you sound?” I demanded.

  “Sorry, that’s not my intention. What I meant was, people like me. Guys like me, we’re not good for you. I’m not good for you... trust me,” Orion said, while trying to hold my hand.

  “Then what the hell did you save me from that creep for? Kiss me, take me home? Was this all a game to you?” I shouted.

  “I know. That was selfish of me. I wanted something beautiful and pure, but I know that I’m not right for you,” Orion said, in a masculine low voice.

  Before I could say anything more, he jumped on his bike and rode off into the night. Leaving me in tears.

  What an absolute asshole!

  Chapter 4

  That night, I twisted and turned in the sheets with visions of Orion’s body and his handsome face, not to mention the kiss that seemed to have a life of its own. Then came the words that would end it all.

  For the next few days, I moped around the house like a heartbroken teenager, feeling sorry for myself and eating way more Ben and Jerry’s ice cream than is actually acceptable for a breakup that never was. I didn’t answer my phone when friends and family called, and I also called in sick and didn’t go to work.

  Finally, it occurred to me. Why was I feeling sorry for myself? Enough was enough. I had enough of this weak cry baby weak version of me. I knew what I wanted, and I was going to go and get it! Clearly Orion liked me and I really liked him. I was determined to show him just how much of a badass I could be!

  I finally called Jamie up and told him all about what had taken place that night. Jamie gave me all the words of encouragement I needed and then found out the next time Orion and his band would be at the club.

  I got dressed in my tightest skinny jeans and tight T-shirt. My ass was barely staying in the jeans. Jamie was proud of his creation and we took some celebration selfies, which I’d probably regret someday, but not tonight. Tonight, I was going in for the kill. I was going to show Orion that I could take him and his lifestyle.

  Jamie and I got to the club in his car this time and I was reminded by his infamous words: “Fake it till you make it. You’re in charge. You’re the boss.”

  As I made my way into the club, men and women were all staring at me. At first, I felt intimidated, but then I took a huge breath and inhaled, stood up straight and walked straight to the front of the stage. I felt like a badass.

  “I would like to dedicate this next song to all the beautiful people in the audience today,” shouted Orion, as he emerged from behind the curtains.

  Orion instantly saw me and had a nervous, but happy smile on his face, like he wasn’t expecting to see me. He was staring at me all throughout his performance. I had no idea how he could see me through the crowd that had now piled forth around me. He gave the performance of his life. I was completely enthralled and danced to every song with no need for liquid encouragement to go wild. I also wanted to keep my senses about me because I was going to let him know I meant business once he finished performing.

  I was sipping on a virgin iced tea when he came over at the end of the set. I played it cool and pretended I didn’t notice him walking toward me. He stood there in front of me and placed his hands on the table.

  “Hey, what are you doing here?” Orion asked, with a confused look.

  “I can go wherever I like. I am a grown man after all,” I answered defiantly. Knowing it would annoy him.

  Orion just smiled and let out an audibly long sigh.

  “Yo
u know, you had some hot moves on you tonight. I saw you dancing your ass off, but this new persona, it just isn’t you, Randy. You don’t have to do any of this to get my attention,” said Orion.

  Oh no, had I misjudged him? Here I was, thinking that if I dressed like a slut, it would be more his taste, but he actually did like me the way I was before. Well, it was too late to go back tow. I’d have to keep faking it until I made it now!

  “I dress like this all the time when I go out, actually. And I like it. It makes me feel sexy,” I said with as much faked confidence as I could muster.

  I could tell that this act was starting to get on Orion’s nerves and his cool charisma was beginning to give way to a primal rage. He looked so hot, just standing there and brooding. So, before he could say or do anything, I grabbed him by the hand and demanded that we danced.

  I marched confidently to the center of the dance floor. The music was getting me into the mood, so I grabbed Orion’s hands and placed them on my hips and began to rub myself onto his legs. I turned around and began to grind my ass up against his crotch and then I felt his cock against my ass. It was hard as a rock. I knew I was doing something right. He couldn’t fight it any more.

  “God damn it dude, you just know all my buttons, don’t you?” Orion asked, with an excited and yet puzzled look on his face.

  “I know what I want and I’ve come to get it,” I whispered into his ear while I rubbed my ass against his crotch even harder. My ass was in need of him inside it.

  I could tell he was doing everything to fight his alpha male primal urges. Suddenly, he spun me around until we were face to face, placed his hands on my waist and kissed me passionately. Our tongues slid sensually over one another. Orion then gently kisses my neck and pulled back, looked me in the eyes with his steely gaze and smiled seductively. I didn’t know if he wanted to eat me or fuck me. Either way was just as exciting to me!