Page 10 of The Very Merry Omega

“Oh, gods, Alex.”

“One day, I’m going to get you to cum just by spanking you. Maybe I’ll let you hump my legs while I do it. Would you like that?”

Hell, yes! I probably shouldn’t. It’s embarrassing to think about. But I’m too far gone to worry too much about it.

“You can start jerking yourself, baby,” Alex tells me. He tilts my hips up and slides almost completely out before slamming in.

He doesn’t have to tell me twice, and I start to desperately jack myself. I try to keep up with his pace, but it’s too frantic, and I stop trying.

It doesn’t take long for me to reach the edge, though. And by the look on Alex’s face, he’s there too.

“Are you ready to let go, baby?” he asks me.

I nod frantically. “Yes, please, Alex. Can I come?” I don’t know why I ask him, but I can tell he enjoys it, and so do I.

He leans down to nip at my lips and jaw, trapping my hand in between us. After a particularly sharp nip, he leans up, satisfaction in his eyes.

“Go ahead, baby. Come with me.”

That’s all I need to hear. Almost instantly, I begin to squirt all over my hand and belly. The sight is enough for Alex and his hips jerk roughly, losing their rhythm as he releases into the condom.

It’s after I’m completely spent and quietly panting on the desk that I realize that Alex isn’t softening. In fact, he seems to be doing the opposite.

“Alex?” I ask, confused. I have to be imagining that I’m getting even fuller, right? There’s no way.

Alex looks down at me, his expression full of panic. All of that feral confidence from before is gone. “I-I can’t pull out.” The color drains from his face as it finally hits me. He’s expanding inside me. Oh shit, is Alex knotting me?

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ALEX

The panic is real as I desperately try to pull out, but I can’t. I’m just fucking stuck. Zach is looking up at me with hazy eyes. He bites his lip in confusion. He doesn’t look nearly as panicked as I am, which is nuts because he’s the one with a dick stuck in his ass.

What if it doesn’t go down? We’re in my fucking office while every single employee in this place is just a couple floors down partying. It’s not like I can somehow sneak him out of here. And even if I did manage it, what would I do? Drive with Zach on my lap and carry him into the hospital. “Hi, doc, my co-worker is stuck on my dick. You think you can help?”

“Alex, it’s ok. Can you try to calm down though? You keep tugging, and it hurts a little.”

Shit. “Sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m just freaking out.” I force my hips to still. My mind is racing as Zach relaxes against my desk and closes his eyes. He looks like he’s seconds away from sleep, despite the cum drying on his dick and belly, and the situation we’re in.

Regardless of the circumstances, I take a second to appreciate how fucking sexy Zach looks when he’s wrecked. That was by far the best sex I ever had in my life. That is, until I got stuck.

“Are you ok?” I ask him. He seems relaxed, but I’m worried I’m hurting him. I’m a pretty thick guy to begin with, but I know I’ve swollen quite a bit. I can’t imagine it’s comfortable.

He smiles sleepily at me. “I’m fine. My legs are shaky and my back is going to hate me tomorrow, but there’s not much we can do about that now. Hopefully, this won’t last too long.”

Shit. Now I feel even guiltier. I wasn’t exactly thinking about comfort when I tossed him on my desk, and now we’re stuck in the most awkward position.

“Do you know what’s happening?”

“Not exactly. But, I think you might’ve knotted me.”

I laugh. Fuck, he’s serious. “That doesn’t exist anymore.”

Zach shrugs. “I was reading into it when I got the news I’m an Omega. Apparently, scientists believe it’s possible. They’re still performing studies, but there’s something in the anatomy of the few possible Alphas they discovered that show it might happen again.”

I blink, trying to process this. I mean, I guess it makes sense. I took the test when our company first offered it and they saw the Alpha indicators. It wasn’t as accurate as it is now, but I wasn’t overly surprised by the results, and I’m sure the more accurate test would confirm them, especially now. And honestly, what else could this be? Unless my dick had some kind of allergic reaction? Oh gods, please be a knot.

Zach shifts and shakes his legs. He’s definitely struggling. If I knew this would happen, I would’ve made sure we ended up more comfortable for him. There’s got to be something I can do to help.

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