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While merging sex with our friendship is incredible, it’s also terrifying. We could easily destroy what we have if we’re not careful. I know my feelings for him are real, but Malcolm gets bored quickly. Right now, he’s fully focused on me because of the sex. But what if it’s only mind-blowing for him because it’s new? Given his track record with omegas, there’s a real possibility he might lose interest and go back to sleeping with female omegas again.
Which is why I’m determined to keep our sexual relationship a secret until we’re sure this isn’t a passing phase. Even if Malcolm is unhappy about that, it’s necessary. If he breaks things of it’ll be difficult enough dealing with the pain of thatprivately. The last thing I want is for the entire town to know I’ve been rejected by Malcolm.
Chapter Six
I wake up with Malcolm lying half on top of me. We fooled around most of the night, and now he’s snoring and sleeping like the dead. I smile, affection warming my chest. His hair tickles my chin, but I love the feel of his big, warm body against mine. Being with a man is so different. There’s no softness like with a female. It’s just hard muscle and hairy legs.
Malcolm is the only lover I’ve ever had spend the night. The only one I’ve ever woken up with. First at the convention, and now in my bed. But it feels right. Sharing a bed with Malcolm comes naturally to me, just like sex with him has. It’s mystifying how right it all feels. How did I not know sooner that I had these feelings for him?
I’m suffering from morning wood, naturally. These days I can’t help my body’s reaction to my best friend. I feel him wake up a few moments after me. His soft snoring halt, and his cock hardens against my inner thigh. He slowly begins rocking his hips and I moan without even meaning to. The slide of his seeping cockhead against the tender skin of my inner thigh is erotic.
He lifts his head and we stare at each other, lust crackling in the air. His eyes are so blue, like the sky right after a hard rain. Slick pulses from my hole and I whimper. He slowly moves to where he can roll me over onto my stomach. Uneasiness ripples through me when he pushes my legs wider and settles on top of me.
“Wait,” I whisper. “I… I’m not ready for that.”
“Shhh. I won’t do anything you don’t want.” His voice is reassuring.
I’m still nervous though because his thick cock is nestled between my ass cheeks. Part of me wants him to just fuck me. My hole aches to be taken, even though I’m afraid of pain. Still there’s a rebellious part of me that longs for him to just force his big cock inside me so we can get it over with.
“Trust me,” he says as he begins to slowly slide his length over my hole. My ass cheeks grip his cock, and I feel precum coating my skin. His creamy drops mingle with the warm slick that’s escaping my hole. The sensation of his dick rubbing against my slick puckered entrance is arousing.
I can’t help pushing back against his moving dick. A part of me feels like this is what I was made for. To pleasure an alpha. To take an alpha’s cock deep inside my body so she… or he… can spill their seed into my omega womb. The idea of Malcolm doing that to me makes my entire body flush with heat.
Groaning, I clutch the sheets as I begin to move my hips too. He thrusts against me and I shimmy my ass in the opposite direction. We do that for a long while, his sounds getting louder and my need growing. At one point the tip of his cock catches on my hole for a split second and we both groan.
I’m panting now, eyes rolling up in my head as the tip of his cock catches on my aching hole again. It would be so easy to lift my hips and just let his dick enter me. His breath is hot on the back of my neck, and every few seconds he skates his teeth over my skin. Lust ravaging me, I widen my thighs more.
He groans and slows his thrusts. “Don’t tempt me, C.” he rumbles.
Excitement rolls through me, but I heed his warning and close my thighs. Even as turned on as I am, I’m probably not actually ready for penetrative sex. I’ve heard the alpha should prep the omega with his fingers. Just shoving that monster cock inside me without that might be excruciating.
He gets off of me and I roll over, giving him a questioning look. But he’s not done with me. He covers my body again, only now we’re facing each other. We begin rutting against each other, mouths joined. The feel of his big body pinning me down as he sucks my tongue is so delicious. Our cocks rub and slick drips out of my ass as my orgasm approaches. It never takes long with Malcolm. He touches me and I want to shoot.
Malcolm’s body is all muscle and heat and raw fucking power. Our tongues tangle like they’re fighting for dominance, but I’m not complaining. His lips are wet, hungry, and the taste of him so perfect. My cock throbs against his, grinding in slick, throbbing friction that makes me want to scream. Precum leaks, smearing between us, sticky and hot.
His dick pulses against mine, and I fantasize about that monster throbbing inside me. My ass clenches instinctively, slick dripping out of me in preparation for an alpha’s cock. The sounds I make are embarrassingly needy, but I’m unable to keep them in. My hips buck against his, desperate for more, for everything. His hands dig into my hips, the pressure bruising.
“One day soon, C.” His voice is deeper than usual. “One day soon I’m going to breed you.”
“Fuck, Malcolm,” I gasp. “You can’t say that.”
“Sure I can. It’s true and we both know it.” His eyes are so silvery blue they’re painful to look at. “The day is coming when I claim you as my omega.”
I shudder, whimpering and rubbing against him like a wolf in heat. His words scare and excite me. The logical side of my brain is terrified of what he’s saying, but the primitive omega side of me is exhilarated at the thought of being claimed by this virile male alpha.
His expression is wild. Predatory. His thrusts pick up speed and become rougher as he slides his cock against mine with long, deliberate strokes. “Can’t wait for you to come on my cock,” he growls, his voice rough.
“Malcolm,” I moan, shivering with need. “I want that. Wanna feel your seed inside me.”
“Soon. Very soon.”
I groan, loud and desperate. My cock aches, balls tightening, and I can feel it—that coil of pleasure winding tighter and tighter, ready to snap. Malcolm’s hand slides down between us, fingers wrapping around both our cocks, and he strokes us together, rough and fast.
“Oh, shit,” I cry out, body trembling all over. “I’m gonna c… come. Oh, shit. I can’t hold it back.”
“Let go,” he says, his breath hot against my ear. “Cum all over me, baby. Let me see how much you fucking want me.”
And I do. Fuck, I do. My orgasm slams into me, blinding and electric, and I’m coming, shooting streaks of white between us, painting our stomachs with warm seed. Malcolm growls, his own release joining mine, and it’s messy and wet and fucking perfect.
