Page 37 of His Prodigal Alpha

Whatever restraint had been holding him back seemed to dissolve. He pulled out until the tip of his cock was teasing my entrance and then slammed back into me when I whined my complaint.

“Yes!” I cried out, not caring who heard. “God, yes, more!”

Rex’s hand slid back up to my hip, fingers digging into myflesh to give himself a bit more leverage with each slam of his hips. I gripped my own dick in my hand and stroked in time with each of his powerful thrusts, once again feeling my balls drawing up. My belly tightened, too, as my impending release built quickly. The intensity of the pleasure I felt as Rex’s cock repeatedly nudged my prostate was almost too much to bear. I was a gasping, writhing, babbling mess before the fireworks exploded behind my closed eyelids and I coated my own hand in warm wetness. I wiped it on the sheets.

A low, growly ‘Fuck’ was the only warning I got before Rex’s hips stuttered and warmth flooded my insides. At the same time, his lips found the crook of my neck.

Then, with his knot beginning to swell, I felt the graze of his teeth on my skin and my eyes flew open.

“Don’t eventhinkabout it,” I hissed, and I felt him jolt in surprise.

“Shit,” he cursed, panting through his ongoing orgasm, his long fingers still flexing at my hip. “Damon. Fuck, I wasn’t thinkin’. It…I just felt this…this…instinct…”

My heart was pounding rapidly, from the intense pleasure I’d experienced and the fear that this near-stranger had almost given me a mating bite.

Would it even have worked if I didn’t bite him back? There was so little information out there about the whole mating and bonding process that I wasn’t sure whether Ollie and Beck’s experience was textbook or not. Either way, I didn’t want to be bonded. At least, not when I didn’t really know Rex.

“I’m so sorry,” he continued when I didn’t reply. “I wasn’t thinking.”

“It’s okay. Nothing happened.”

“Nothing…? Kitten, I almost bit you. That’s a lifetime ofcommitment.”

“I mean,” I couldn’t help but laugh, enjoying Rex’s hiss as my body’s jiggling teased his sensitive knot, “we’re having a kid together, so that ship has already sailed.”

Chapter Ten – Rex

Damon wasn’t wrong, but I still couldn’t believe what I had almost done. I felt like I had let us both down.

I promised him that we’d go at his pace and thenbam!One orgasm later and I had handed my brain over to my alpha side.

Great work, Rex.

It was like I kept taking one step forward and three steps backwards when it came to building a relationship with Damon. Even though I was older, I felt like I was a naïve teenager learning how to date for the first time.

Admittedly, I hadn’t ever really had a relationship last more than a couple of weeks, but I wasn’t some dumb kid. I was in my forties, for fuck’s sake.

That just made my impulsive behavior feel worse. Surely, at forty-two, I should have been able to control myself better than I had.

“Stop beating yourself up back there,” Damon chided. “I can practically hear you thinking.”

I snorted, trying not to jostle us any more than necessary. Being locked inside him felt good, but the additional stimulation to my knot was starting to border on painful. Slowly, I stroked my hand over his hip and then slipped it back under his shirt, gently resting my palm on the curve of his belly. I could feel the light thumping of our son’s little limbs against the walls of his fleshy cell. It was still wholly bizarre to feel, but instead of freaking out, it made me smile.

“I just wanna do right by you,” I said after I gathered my thoughts enough to explain them. “We both know bonding right now would be a dumb idea, but I still—”

“I’m just going to go ahead and blame our biological imperative for that,” he said, and it didn’t sound as though he was angry with me. “My omega is whining at me to bare my neck and demand that you claim me, too.”

“But you had the wherewithal to stop me. I—”

“You are still learning how to manage your shifter instincts.” He paused, then softened his tone. “Nothing happened. We’re okay. I’m not going to kick you out of bed and my apartment as soon as your knot deflates.”

“I still wouldn’t blame you if you did.”

He was quiet for a moment before he said, “And that’s how I know you’re a good man, Rex.”

Even though the shifter side of me was sulking at not having gotten its way, it preened at the words of praise, and I felt relieved that I hadn’t undone all the progress I had made with Damon to that point.

“I feel like I hit the jackpot with you, kitten.”

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