Page 25 of Toxic

"Well… I don't know, your shoulders, neck, back?"

"Okay," he said quietly. I was surprised that he agreed, but I wasn't going to object to it.

His strange shyness completely did not match his previous attitude, which was a bit baffling. Sean told me that Soren was a complicated case, and I had to agree.

Well, okay. We should start, I guess. So I lifted both hands and gently placed them on his shoulders. And then I felt it; he trembled slightly, and I trembled too. It was like an overwhelming electric shock that spread pleasantly through my body, making me shiver. And it wasn't even his bare skin, as my hands were still on his hoodie.

Instinctively—as if reaching for something longed for—I immediately pulled him closer, pressing him against my chest, flooded with a wave of urgency mixed with desire as strong as I had probably never felt before. It was like a summer storm, overwhelming and powerful, my body hungrily priming for action. I even let out a loud gasp of relief, as if a broken circuit had been reconnected the moment our bodies made contact.

My heart was beating crazy fast now, and I could hear his heart racing as well, merging with my rhythm. He was panting, his eyes closed, looking like he was in a trance. My hands moved down his back, caressing it, and then they went up to his neck to touch his bare skin for the first time—and it was also a truly ecstatic sensation! It made me gasp and moan. And to my surprise, my moan was accompanied by another sound—it was Soren whimpering—softly, almost timidly! And yet it happened.

I couldn't stop myself, I leaned forward and nuzzled my face into the crook of his shoulder and neck, smelling his silky black hair; soft dahlia with a hint of mint and a subtle taste of vanilla, very sweet. A light vanilla fragrance was often produced by pregnant omegas, but I guessed he must have it as his natural scent, mixed with other tones.

Another instinctive move was to put my hand on his neck, it was stronger than me, and although I had laughed when I first heard that Archer liked to do this to the omegas he dated, Isuddenly understood the temptation. Yes, I just had to do it, put my hand on his neck! My fingers slid between the hairs above his neck, between the smooth strands, in slow motion, then up over his head, ruffling his hair. Soren clenched his eyelids, tilted his head back slightly, as if he wanted to cling to my hand, like a cat in heat, wanting to be stroked harder. As I tangled my fingers in his hair, another moan escaped his parted lips.

In a reflex that was part of my nature as an alpha, I pressed my lips to his neck, searching for his neck gland—in betas it was mostly inactive, but I did it anyway and my lips found the right place. I licked it greedily and felt the sound called 'Appreciation' in the AOs language come out of my throat. It usually expressed sexual interest in another person, and was mostly involuntary.

Betas couldn't make mating calls, of course, but this one was popular enough and in the middle of the sound spectrum that Soren could hear it and probably understand it.

It somehow jolted him out of his daze, perhaps reminding him that he had a job to do. He stepped back a little, I could see that his breathing was very accelerated, his cheeks fiery red, he lowered his hands to my belt and began to undo my zipper with rather frantic, hurried movements.

As he pulled my pants and underwear down to my knees, my dick popped out in full erection, and Soren looked at it, his eyes widening. I smirked arrogantly to myself, guessing that he was probably a little surprised at how well equipped I was.

Undaunted by the discovery, he slid down to his knees, and his slender hand with the black lacquered nails wandered down to my shaft and slowly squeezed it. Our gazes met, his pupils now huge, almost eclipsing his gray irises. The sight of Soren kneeling beneath me, his widened eyes and plump lips with the silver lip ring… yes, my dick throbbed so hard it almost escaped his grasp.

"It won't take long, the easiest seventy bucks you've ever earned in your life," I murmured, feeling a blush in my cheeks. He made no comment, his pink lips parted and the tip of his tongue wrapped around my glans. I tried to stop myself from moaning, it would have been too much. A moment later he engulfed my shaft with his mouth, sliding it deeper and deeper, and this time I failed; I just couldn't control my moans. Again, I buried my hand in his hair as it tempted me—it was so silky, smooth. He started working on me, and I really didn't know whether he did twenty head bobs or less. I couldn't stop myself, and feeling embarrassed… released into his mouth.

I have to admit, it was an amazingly powerful orgasm; piercing my loins, traveling up my spine, and flooding my mind with a wave of unprecedented pleasure. My loud moan was at such a pitch, I must have sounded like a bitch in heat.

But unfortunately, I also felt the frustration that came with it because I knew it was over, well, the $70 was gone, and I only had half a minute of fun!

Soren swallowed it all, his face had this… astonished expression, then he slowly straightened up, I noticed that his cheeks were deeply red, and then I glimpsed something else, rather unexpected—an impressive tent in his crotch area!

Wait a minute… I froze in amazement, so he liked it enough to get a full erection?

That was quite a surprise.

"Soren, let me return the favor," I growled, grabbing his waist and pulling him closer. I felt wonderful, in a post-orgasmic high, surrounded by his tantalizing scent and the warmth of his body.

He made a strange face, his eyes widening in consternation. He even made a sound as if he were giggling or snorting. Has no one ever suggested this to him?

"That's not what you're here for, that's not what you paid for," he rasped.

"I'll pay the second amount if you agree," I proposed.

There was this tremendous surprise visible on his face; he blinked, staring at me with dilated pupils. Up close, his pink lips looked even fuller and softer. I was tempted to kiss him, but I knew he wouldn't approve.

And then he whispered, so soft I could barely hear it, "Okay…"

The moment he said it, I fell to my knees, just as he had a minute before. No hesitation. Our eyes met as I was now in this position, kneeling under him, his gaze had this strange intensity as he slowly unzipped his pants.

With delight, I noticed that he had a black jockstrap on, and he slowly pulled it down, revealing his 7-inch, very nice, silky dick, fully hard. Rock hard! Yep.

Feeling incredibly eager, I immediately enveloped it in my mouth, taking it deep into my throat and hearing him moan softly. His hands quickly found their way to my head, lightly guiding my movements. He tasted so good as I slid my tongue over his slit and licked his pre-cum. The funny thing was that I made exactly the same number of motions that he made on me, and I felt his sweet cum flow down my throat and his hips thrust forward slightly in a rush of orgasm. Soren moaned shamelessly, his head thrown back hard.

The taste was delicious, amazingly good, like whipped cream, how strange.

I licked him clean, noticing that he hadn't lost much of his hardness, and neither had I, so I let myself nurse his dick in my mouth for a minute while he regained his composure and his breathing slowed. Then I licked over his balls and around the base of his dick; it was shaved clean.

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