“I’m glad to hear it, but I was asking how you’re settling in. Have you done anything with your room? Do you need a decorator? I could call him up if you do.”
“Oh!” Riley said taken aback by the offer, “No. I mean thank you, but no. My room is perfectly fine, thank you.”
“It’s your home now, it should be more than just fine.” Grayson insisted.
Riley smiled at the alpha’s thoughtfulness, “That’s very kind of you, but the room is perfect is what I meant to say. Way more than I expected, believe me.”
“Good, I just want to make sure you're comfortable. If you need to go visit your family, or friends, there’s a small car in the garage you can use,” Grayson said.
Riley tried not to grimace at the mention of his parents. It wasn’t that he didn’t speak to them, he sent texts and there was the occasional phone call. But it just wasn’t the same since he’d given Max up. He’d tried not to show it, he really had, but Riley resented them for making him feel like his only choice was giving up his baby. However, Grayson didn’t need to know that, so Riley simply nodded, and said, “Thank you.”
Not that he knew how to drive, or had anywhere to go, but the offer was still very kind. If he needed to go anywhere public transport was perfectly fine, and he and Max only ever wandered as far as the park.
“I’m serious, you can go up to visit your parents. You said you were from Whitehill, if memory serves, that’s just about an hour and a half away from here,” Grayson said, not letting the subject drop to Riley’s dismay.
“Oh, umm. Thank you, I may take you up on it,” Riley said, hoping that would satisfy Grayson enough to let it drop.
“Great. And make sure you take your time off. I notice you don’t go anywhere on the weekends,” Grayson added.
Riley sipped his wine while thinking of a way to say he had no social life, without making himself look like a complete loser.
“I’m fine right now, if I need the time off, I promise I’ll take it.”
“Good. Good. We want you to be happy. Max loves you and we want you to stick around okay, and that includes going to see your parents, or hey, we could even invite them to come up here. I’m sure they’d love to come to a bigger city for the weekend,” Grayson said.
Fuck on a cracker, the man was relentless. Why was he suddenly interested in Riley’s parents?
Riley made a non-committal sound that he hoped would make Grayson drop the subject, but the man wasn’t taking the hint.
“Tell me about them, about growing up in a small town,” Grayson said, “I bet it was just idyllic. That’s how I imagine it, anyway,” the alpha mused.
Riley would have been deaf not to hear the wistfulness in the alpha’s tone. Instead of looking at his hometown as a place he’d had to escape after he’d had Max, given him up and gotten his GED, Riley remembered the good times.
“It was great. Growing up in a town that small, everyone kind of knows each other, not literally of course, but it feels like it, and they actually look out for each other,” Riley shared.
“That sounds wonderful,” Grayson remarked.
“It can be,” Riley mused, “But it can also get stifling after a while, and you feel like you have to rebel, push the boundaries, and sometimes you push too far.”
Riley couldn’t help thinking about his rebellion, telling his parents that he was at the library when he was really out with a guy he should have never even spent time with. In hindsight, Riley should have known that he was bad news. Especially as he was over ten years older and hanging around high school kids.
“Don’t tell me, let me guess,” Grayson laughed, “You went through a goth phase? You had the eyeliner, dark nails and even dyed your hair black.”
Riley snorted, if only, that would have actually been easier, “Ha, not even close.”
Grayson stopped laughing and looked at Riley. His eyes went from Riley's hair, to his face, “Good, your hair is beautiful, it would be a shame to ruin it with dye.”
The look in Grayson’s eyes pinned Riley, who felt like he was the gazelle and Grayson the lion, and the lion had just spotted his next meal, and Riley… was it.
Riley knew he should run, but when they mentioned fight or flight responses, they had skipped one very important one, freeze. Although, if Riley was being honest, he wasn’t really feeling the fight part, and he certainly didn’t flight either, even though he should have applied both.
Riley knew he should fight his attraction towards Grayson, and he should have run as fast as his legs could carry him away from whatever this madness was between them, but he couldn’t. His body was screaming at him to jump the alpha and take him out for a joyride.
“If you don’t want me to kiss you right now, I think you should get up and leave, because I’m five seconds away from sealing my lips to yours, and the look in your eyes isn’t telling me no,” Grayson said.
The alpha’s voice sounded stripped bare, and Riley felt every nerve in his body being stroked as Grayson’s voice washed over him. Somehow, without Riley noticing, the alpha had closed the space between them. Riley felt his breath was warm against his temple. Grayson kissed Riley’s cheek, and slowly let his lips slide across the sensitive skin to his mouth.
“Tell me no,” Grayson whispered.
Riley knew those words couldn’t come out of his mouth even to save his life. He needed to taste Grayson. Feel the alpha’s lips against his. Riley wanted to submit to Grayson and the feeling scared him in its rawness. It was nothing he had ever experienced.
Grayson searched Riley’s eyes, his lips hovering so close to Riley’s, but not touching. Why wouldn’t the man just kiss him? Riley needed it like he needed the oxygen that kept him alive.
Riley wanted to crawl into Grayson’s lap and bask in his scent.
Grayson must have seen all of Riley’s feeling in his eyes, because he lowered his head, and their lips touched for the first time.
Grayson tasted of the wine they’d been drinking, sweet and fruity, but beneath that was Grayson, and it was perfect. It overwhelmed Riley. His eyelids dropped to half closed. Riley couldn’t bear to close his eyes completely and miss a moment of this. What if it ended up being all a dream?
Riley’s lips parted beneath Grayson’s, the electricity between them undeniable. Grayson’s tongue slipped in, the tip touching Riley’s before slipping back and tracing the curve of Riley’s bottom lip. Riley couldn’t stop the groan, but Grayson swallowed it.
Riley felt the alpha’s hand landing on his shoulder before Grayson moved his fingers to his back and traced Riley’s spine. Riley couldn’t stop the shiver that came over his body.
Grayson deepened the kiss, his tongue pressing deeper. His free hand went in Riley’s hair, grabbing hold, and Riley opened right up to Grayson.
Fuck. This was nothing he had ever experienced. Riley thought he had been kissed before, but he’d been wrong, because this was another level.
Grayson lifted Riley and placed him on his lap without once breaking their kiss. Riley wrapped his arms around Grayson, pressing his slim frame into the alpha’s bigger body. Riley couldn’t stop the groan when he felt Grayson’s alpha cock pressing against him, through their clothes, the heat, and hardness. Riley’s body responded. He was already hard, but the feel of that alpha cock had his slick flowing.
Fuck. Fuck. Riley was going to be so slick, there would be a wet spot on his sweats. Especially as he had no underwear on. He should be embarrassed, but Riley didn’t care and he had a feeling Grayson wouldn’t complain.
11
Grayson
“Want you.” Grayson groaned the word against those soft lips as he reached down, cupping Riley’s slim hard cock.
“Oh.” Riley cried, and bucked into his touch, the word hardly more than a needy whimper. Grayson pushed his fingers into the loose sweats Riley wore, and couldn’t help but take a second and give thanks to the sweats gods. He didn’t have to wrestle with buttons or even boxers, it seemed there was not
hing stopping the access to his prize.
Grayson wrapped his fingers around Riley's erection and started tugging, pulling in steady, sure pulls.
“Oh, God.” Riley’s breath stalled, his whole body going tight as he moaned softly and started to move, pushing into Grayson's hand.
“That’s it. Just like that,” Grayson said.
Grayson wanted to feel everything Riley had to give.
His hand was still wrapped in Riley’s hair, and he pulled slightly, making Riley moan. The omega pressed his mouth against Grayson’s shoulder to muffle the sound, but Grayson pulled Riley’s hair and lifted his face, meeting his gaze before taking Riley’s already kiss-bruised lips in a deep kiss.
He didn’t stop the strokes on the omega’s cock as he tasted every inch of Riley’s mouth. Staking his claim, memorizing the taste, of his omega in his tongue. Riley kept moving and undulating, his moans swallowed by their kiss. Grayson loved the taste of those gasps and needy moans on his tongue. He watched every second, watched the need and hunger in Riley’s face.
“Please. Oh. Soon. Alpha… Grayson.” Riley stuttered each word, breathless.
“I got you, baby.”
“Ooo!” Riley’s eyes widened, right as hot spunk poured over Grayson’s hand. Grayson mashed their lips together again, this kiss deep; still filled with his need.
Riley’s hands fumbled at Grayson’s waist, his touch shy and tentative, Riley met his eyes, asking for permission, which he gave.
“Oh, damn.” Grayson nodded. “Yes, please.” His pants were pushed down until his cock sprang free, Grayson looked down and saw Riley’s small hands around his cock. He loved how his smaller hand looked against his cock, just barely going around it.
“Please, alpha. I want to taste you, please?” Riley begged, his eyes still glazed with lust.
“Yes,” Grayson groaned out. The image of Riley’s plump pink lips wrapped around his cock making him even harder, if that was at all possible.
Grayson let Riley off his lap and spread his legs, giving Riley space between his thighs. Grayson lifted his ass from the sofa and pulled his pants off, not caring where they landed.
Riley got between his legs, his pink tongue flicked out to lick across the tip of Grayson’s cock.
“Shit,” Grayson said, his hands clenched.
Riley must have taken that as encouragement, because he wrapped those perfect lips around the head of Grayson’s cock, the suction perfect and oh so fucking good.
Grayson’s head fell back in bliss, lifting his hips as he fucked Riley's lips. Riley took him in, his hand at the base of Grayson’s cock, jacking while his tongue licked and sucked.
Jesus fuck… Where did the omega learn to be so good at this?
He was fucking amazing. A vision of where Riley could have learned this flashed in his mind, but Grayson pushed it out forcibly. He wasn’t going to get jealous of some unknown alpha. Riley was his now.
Riley kept sucking, and pulling, making Grayson see not just stars, the whole fucking universe. He was fucking going to explode. His balls drew up tight, his heart skipping a beat.
Riley hummed, the vibrations perfect on Grayson’s cock. Then Riley took his hand off Grayson’s cock so he could take the alpha all the way down into his throat. That was all it fucking took; Grayson shot so hard, pushing into Riley's mouth.
Riley swallowed him down, tongue busy making sure he got as much out of this orgasm as humanly possible. Like Riley didn’t want to waste even a drop. By the time Riley’s lips left his cock, Grayson was a panting, sweating, sated mess.
Riley stayed kneeling in front of him, his head on Grayson's thigh.
“Wow. Okay. Wow… Fuck, that was amazing.”
Grayson could still see flashing lights behind his closed lids.
Grayson opened his eyes and the sight of Riley at his feet did something to him; it was primitive and wild, and probably not how he should be feeling. But it was so fucking right.
Grayson looked down at Riley. There was a blissed out smile on his face where he rested against Grayson’s thigh.
He took in the omega and noticed that there was spunk on the floor.
“You came again?” Grayson asked surprised.
“You taste good,” Riley said shyly and Grayson couldn’t help it, he picked Riley up under his armpits, and placed him on his lap.
“That’s fucking hot. The fact that you came from blowing me,” Grayson growled. He took Riley’s lips in a bruising kiss, and the fact that he could taste himself on Riley had his dick perking up once more.
He broke their kiss, “You’re amazing,” Grayson said against Riley’s lips, their foreheads touching.
12
Grayson
Grayson had woken up to find Riley gone. He wasn’t sure when the omega had snuck out of his arms, but Grayson knew he didn’t like it. Waking up with Riley, just the thought, put a smile on his face.
Grayson didn’t think he was a sentimental man. By virtue of birth and his parents, sentimentality was not an option. He was blue-blooded through and through. Which meant the best of everything money could buy, but Grayson had learned early on, that it didn’t include any kind of real show of emotion. Certainly not from his parents. God rest their souls.
Andrew and Lane Montgomery-Carmichael had been the definition of selfish. His parents were the definition of a couple that should have never have had kids. Grayson was convinced that if it wasn’t for the fact that an heir was needed to inherit the family fortune and company, they would never have had him.
Pampered children, who had become spoilt adults. Although unlike most in their society, they had actually loved each other. They’d been obsessed with each other, unable to really come out of their bubble to know what to do with a child, so they had pawned him off to the staff.
Grayson hadn’t had a horrible childhood, just lonely. His parents had made it their mission in life to see how many countries they could copulate on while living as lavishly as possible, and they had died the way they lived: together.
Grayson was sure his parents loved him in their own way. But a part of him had always wanted a family like Elliot’s. With his alpha dad, omega papa and children. Parents who loved each other, but also loved their children. It was probably one of the main reasons he hadn’t balked at the arranged marriage with Dakota. Also, the fact that he had to be married to inherit the company––Grayson had his great-grandfather to thank for that, and somehow, it hadn’t changed since then.
Dakota had been a means to an end, a convenience, and that had ended in the worst way, so Grayson had learned his lesson. There would be marriage, relationships for any reason but his happiness. It was why, when everyone had told him to get re-married so Max could have an omega in his life, Grayson had flatly refused.
He had never been a sentimental man, but Max had scaled the walls Grayson had erected the moment he came into his life. His son had done it in one fell swoop. He arrived and Grayson was a goner.
Riley had done the opposite, the omega had slowly slipped through until Grayson realized he was in.
Grayson had paid attention to Riley from the moment he’d moved into the house. Who could blame him? Grayson was trusting the man with the most important thing in his life. And what he had seen blew him away. He never raised his voice to Max, which Grayson knew was damn near impossible some days, especially when his son decided he wanted something and he wanted it now. Riley was patient and caring with Max. Hell, Riley treated Max like he was his own child.
Grayson had never experienced the genuine love a carrier had for their offspring, but he imagined if he had, it would feel like the doting and patience that Riley showed to Max.
It wasn’t the reason he was attracted to the omega, at least not the only reason, but it was the reason that Grayson felt he could pursue his attraction. Riley had a beautiful heart, and Grayson couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like if that heart suddenly included him.
Grayson had watched one of hi
s best friends Nickolas fall in love, and he wanted that for himself. He’d visited their house often, and he would see the way Jai tracked Nickolas, or how Nickolas would pause in the middle of a conversation and double check that Jai was okay. He wanted that. Grayson had finally admitted to himself that he wanted that, but it wasn’t until Riley walked into his life that he figured out who he wanted it with.
If only he could get the omega to stop running. Grayson wasn’t an arrogant man either, but honestly, he hadn’t had to work this hard to get someone to just be in the same room with him. Grayson knew he liked the fact that he had to earn Riley’s trust. It wasn’t just handed to him, which was a good thing. The last thing handed to him freely—Dakota had not been free.
Let operation earn his omega begin, Grayson was ready. Everything he had worked for in his life and earned, had been worth it, and Grayson knew Riley would be the best thing he ever did. He just had to get the omega to see things his way.
“Earth to Grayson,” Nickolas, his best friend’s annoying voice, interrupted his plans.
“Seriously don’t you have an omega and children waiting for you at home?” Grayson grumpily teased his best friend.
“I do, and I love them and miss them, but even Jai will support me getting all the juicy gossip when I tell him that you’re hot for the nanny,” Nickolas snort-laughed. Such an inelegant sound coming from his always-put-together best friend, but Jai had loosened him up the past few months since the omega had returned to his life.
Nickolas had almost fucked up the best thing that had ever happened to him. Luckily the fates had given him a chance to make it right and claim his family.
“You’re an asshole,” Grayson said to Nickolas. Even though he was happy for his friend, he was envious of the happiness he’d found. They had both had crappy childhoods, for completely different reasons, and Grayson didn’t begrudge Nickolas his happiness, but when would he get his?
“Nope, I’m just enjoying being right. I recall you mentioning something about never again. What was it? No omegas, no marriage, never again. Wasn’t that the rule?” Nickolas said, cackling like a hyena.
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