Page 9 of Bound to the Mafia Guard

What the hell was wrong with me? I'd been around omegas in heat before without losing control, but something aboutRowan was different. As a bodyguard, my job was to remain professional no matter what. In most cases I was supposed to blend in with the wallpaper. Yet his scent called to me on a primal level, awakening the alpha instincts I'd always been able to suppress.

Rowan kicked off his thin blanket and moaned, revealing a sliver of his belly where his t-shirt had ridden up from his boxers.

I couldn’t help imagining what it would feel like to run my tongue along that strip of skin, tasting the salt of his sweat.

"Fuck." I pressed the heel of my hand against my erection, willing it to retreat. If Rowan went into a full heat while we were trapped in this tiny room together, there was no way I’d be able to resist his advances.

I needed to get him out of here and back to the mansion where he could be safe.

As if he could hear my unspoken fears, Rowan's eyes flew open and he bolted upright. His chest was heaving as he gasped for air. He yanked on the neckline of his shirt like it was choking him until his gaze finally locked with mine. "Alpha, please… Help me."

His breathy plea shattered the last of my self-control. In an instant, I was across the room, and hovering over Rowan. He arched against me with a desperate moan that made my inner alpha roar with satisfaction.

Before I could stop myself, my mouth crushed into his, swallowing his cries as I devoured him.

The adorable omega tasted even better than I'd imagined. He was sweet and spicy, and I couldn’t get enough as my hands greedily roamed over his body.

“Are you sure you want this, Rowan?” I lifted up far enough to give him some space to think and respond. “I can get you toys to break your heat, if you’d prefer that. You’re too far gone to get you back to the mansion, I see that now. But I don't have to–” I could have offered to find an alpha in the dorm, but just the thought of letting some other man get his hands on or his knot in Rowan made me feel a little nauseous.

Rowan clutched at my shoulders, his nails digging in as he ground his hips up against mine and looked me right in the eyes. “No. No toys. You. I want it, Trev. I want you.”

The friction was exquisite torture through our clothes, but I needed more. I needed skin on skin, or even better, my skin inside his.

I yanked Rowan's shirt over his head and tossed it aside before latching on to a pink nipple. He cried out as his back bowed to give me better access. I sucked and nibbled the sensitive bud, my dick only getting harder as his fingers tangled in my hair, holding me ever closer.

"Please, fuck me." Rowan squirmed beneath me and reached for my cock. "Need you, alpha. Need your knot."

A growl rumbled in my chest at those words. I'd knot him alright. I'd breed him so thoroughly he'd never want another alpha for the rest of his days.

We quickly removed our remaining clothes and took a moment to look each other over. Part of me wanted to savor the unwrapping of such a beautiful man, but that had to wait forlater. Rowan’s pale skin glistened with sweat, and a beautiful blush worked its way down his neck.

His gazed roved down my chest, focusing on the scars that riddled my body. In any other circumstances, I’d hide it, but I couldn’t wait another second to claim what was mine.

Rowan's thighs fell open in invitation as I settled between them. The sweet aroma of his slick filled the small room as I dragged my finger through a puddle that had formed between his inner thighs and slipped it into my mouth.

Fuck, he tasted good.

With my eyes on the prize, I trailed kisses along his jaw and then down the column of his throat. "I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby. I’m gonna fill you with my seed until it’s dripping out of you."

"Yes." Rowan tilted his hips to make the angle easier for me to breach. "Please, alpha. I need it so bad."

I lined myself up so the head of my cock was nudging against his wet opening. With one smooth thrust, I buried myself to the hilt, and we both cried out at the sensation.

Rowan was impossibly tight and hot as a furnace around my length. For a moment, I couldn't move, much less breathe. It just felt too good. Then Rowan clenched around my cock with a needy whine, and I was lost.

Driving into him with all the pent-up need of the past few days, I plowed into him.

Rowan met me thrust for thrust, locking his ankles around my waist as he urged me deeper. "Harder, alpha. I need to feel you for a week. Fuck. I want your knot."

I growled my approval and hitched one of his legs over my shoulder to change the angle. This allowed me to hit his sweet spot with each thrust.

His fingernails raked down my back, but the sting only spurred me to move faster as I chased our mutual release.

Long before I was ready for it to end, my knot swelled, catching on Rowan's rim with each thrust.

The omega keened, and his eyes rolled back in ecstasy. “Yes! Like that.”

"That's it, baby," I purred. "Gonna knot you so good. Gonna fill you up with my seed."

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