Raising a hand, I pushed my fingers through the curls, reveling in their silky warmth. “I’m in love with you,” I blurted out before my brain had a chance to catch up to my mouth.
I froze, my hand still in his hair, and stared down into his eyes, waiting to see how he would react or what he would say.
A rush of warmth flooded my chest from the invisible thread through our bond and he lunged at me, his lips crashing onto mine and nearly knocking me backward.
The kiss turned messy, teeth bumping, tongues dancing, until Iwrapped an arm around his waist and tugged him closer then urged his legs around my hips.
He began to grind against me, rubbing his hard cock against mine until my knot swelled to life and the urge to take him right here in the middle of the gym was damned near overwhelming. I couldn’t think past the need to feel him wrapped around me, couldn’t sense anything but the feeling of his legs hooked around my back, his arms around my neck, the taste of his mouth drowning me in sweetness.
A needy whimper worked up his throat. I swallowed it, keeping it all to myself.
Reaching between us, I struggled to remove his pants, before returning him back to his feet. He had to pull away and tugged his shirt over his head as I pushed his pants down far enough he could kick out of them.
We both dropped to our knees as lust and need overcame us, stealing all other thoughts.
I leaned back when his hands gripped the waist of my shorts and tugged it down, his long warm fingers wrapping around my shaft and giving it a squeeze before tugging on it a few times.
My head dropped back between my shoulders as he continued to stroke me, then lowered his head and wrapped his lips around me, his mouth so soft, so fucking warm.
He’d gotten me so revved with his comment about licking me I wasn’t sure how long I would last if he kept blowing me. And I needed to feel his ass clenching around me, needed to feel his hot cum hitting my chest and stomach as he blew his load.
Tightening my fingers in his hair, I yanked his head up, pulling his mouth from my cock with a pop.
He licked his lips as he looked up at me with a questioning frown.
“As much as I’d love to shoot my wad down your throat, I need to feel your ass strangling my cock.”
His smile was slow and seductive and made my dick twitch.
My omega might not be a professional dancer, but he sure as fuck moved like one as he straddled my hips, pushing me so I was on my ass instead of my knees, and moved forward until he hovered over thehead of my achingly hard dick, his hand firm as he held me in place while he sank onto me, slowly taking my whole length until he was seated, my knot pushed against his tight ring.
“Fuck,” I ground out through clenched teeth. I had to hug him against my chest to keep him from moving for a few seconds as the tingles started in my spine already.
Not yet.Not fucking yet. I wanted to enjoy this and, yeah, an orgasm was always amazing, but I wanted to feel his inner walls sliding against my cock, feel him squeezing me as he found his own release.
His slick coated my knot the longer I held him there, and his scent amplified to the point of making me dizzy.
“Alpha. Please,” he whined, nuzzling against my throat as though to scent mark himself with my signature.
That fucking whine. An omega whine was the undoing of any alpha. And it was no different for me.
With my arms still locked around his waist, I lifted him as I drew back my hips, then tugged him down as I thrust forward. Over and over, my knot bumping against his tight hole.
His hair tickled my cheek and shoulder when he leaned forward and nibbled at my throat, his lips and tongue working along the skin until he took my earlobe between his teeth.
A growl burst from my chest as the first tingle started at the base of my spine and drew up my balls.
“I need to knot you,” I growled out.
“Yes. Please, yes, alpha,” he cried out, rising and falling fast, meeting me thrust for thrust as he started working himself around my knot.
It was just a tease at first, his body opening enough for the base of my knot to breach before he’d rise up again.
And then the world shattered around me and I nearly went blind on his next rise, slamming down on me hard, taking my knot in one go and milking my body of every drop of cum.
Amir’s head dropped back, his arms locked around my neck, and hot jets hit my abs, my chest, even my throat as my knot and cockstimulated the perfect place and sent him freefalling over the cliff with me, my name floating from his lips and echoing off the walls like a well composed symphony.
When he fell forward and dropped his forehead on my shoulder, I hugged him tightly against my body, his release smearing between us, and pressed my lips to the marks on his throat from the three of us.