Page 74 of Omega's Secret Guardian

Linus writhed.So close.

“You feel so good against me,” Storm panted, his hot length grinding against Linus’ entrance. “I just need to get my come out. Then I can give you my cock.”

“Yes, yes.” Linus raised his hips. He reached down and spread himself, offering his hole.

Storm cursed and rutted viciously against Linus’ entrance. For a long while, he kept thrusting, reaching around and squeezing Linus’ neglected cock.

Linus shuddered and came. Storm panted against his neck, pumping a few more times before wetness shot all over Linus’ back.

They breathed together, Linus still aching, still hungry for more.

“Gods,” Storm said suddenly. “I still need to come. Why the hell am I still hurting?”

“I th-think it’ll only stop when you’re inside me,” Linus whispered. “When you knot an omega.”

Storm sucked in a trembling breath and pressed his forehead to Linus’ nape. “Fuck. I don’t have a condom.”

“Go without. Bare. Inside me.”

“Fuck.” Storm’s cock jerked against him; more wetness landed on Linus’ come-soaked shirt. “You don’t know how fucking good that sounds. Oh, gods.”

“I know how good it sounds. I’m in heat.” Maybe Linus would’ve been more embarrassed by that, but he no longer cared. “I need to be knotted, Storm. I need to be so full, I can’t think.”

Storm made a raw, desperate sound. He pulled away and dropped to a crouch behind Linus, easing his briefs aside to lick Linus’ stretched hole. His tongue was soft and hungry; Linus gasped.

Storm didn’t stay there for long, though. He pushed Linus’ underwear down his ass. Then he stood, grasping Linus’ cheeks and spreading them wide.

“You’re all puffy here now. Pink and wet, ready to stretch around my cock,” Storm growled, pushing his blunt tip against Linus’ hole.

Linus panted, raising his hips to better receive his alpha. Storm swore.

The next thing Linus knew, Storm was covering him with his body, rutting against his hole.

“Last chance, Professor,” Storm growled in his ear. “Before I open you with my cock, and fuck you ‘til you black out.”

A moan ripped out of Linus’ throat. “Please.”

Storm made a low, animal sound. And he pushed in, a heavy blunt thickness stretching Linus open.

Linus came, his body clenching even as Storm continued to slide inside him. “S-so big,” he wheezed, shoving himself further onto Storm, his nerves singing with bliss.

Except Storm held him down, held him still, and controlled just how much cock he got to have.

“Fuck, you’re so tight around me,” Storm snarled. He slid out halfway, and pushed back in.

Linus’ eyes rolled back. Storm began to thrust, long strokes that touched all the way inside, grinding against Linus’ prostate so his toes curled.

“More,” Linus whimpered.

Storm plowed in harder. Faster. He missed that spot sometimes, and slammed against it on other strokes, so Linus jerked against the desk and more precome shot out of him.

“You need to—to keep it down,” Storm rasped, covering Linus’ mouth with his hand. Then he fucked in hard, and a moan tore out of Linus. “Fuck, you love my cock so much.”

The words slipped out of Linus before he could think. “Breed me.”

Storm lifted his hand away. “What?”

“Breed me.”

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