Alistair/Ace

Hearing the desperate pleas coming from my apartment made me want to throw all caution to the wind. I was already starved for him. I wanted him so badly. It was almost tempting, too, since he begged for me. The moment he rubbed himself against my hard cock made me want to pin him up against the wall and fuck him till the sun came up. 

I put my hand absentmindedly to my lips, and I remembered his soft lips against mine. I knew he would regret doing that. Hell, he probably wouldn’t even remember it, to be frank. My clothes reeked of his scent, heat, and lust-filled scent. 

I leaned my head against my headrest and moved my hand slowly down my pants. 

Behind my eyelids, I imagined him naked, under me. His pale flawless skin and beautiful auburn hair scattered on one of my silken pillows. His hard pink nipples pricking up at the touch of my fingers tweaking them. 

I groaned, undoing my pants and pulling out my hard, leaking cock. I didn’t care if someone walked by my car to see me getting myself off. I didn’t have a hotel yet, and I needed to sate my alpha before I went anywhere. I was guaranteed to scare anyone other than Micah at the moment. I began to work my hand up and down my shaft. 

I thought of Micah’s moans and groans as I fucked him into my mattress. His pretty pink hole, dripping with slick fluttering at the thought of my girthy cock entering him. 

I tightened my hold on my dick, imagining the sensation of him around me. I grunted in frustration. Knowing I could easily go back into my house and fuck him senseless. I could nip and bite his skin, mark him as mine and mine only. I could breed him. 

He was mine. 

Mine. 

Mine. 

I came on my shirt, growling at my release. I was so turned on at the thought I almost knotted my hand. I wiped the cum that had ended up on my hand onto my already spunk-covered shirt. And I tucked my cock back into my pants and fastened them back up. I dug into my pocket for my pack of smokes and tapped one out of the box, and put it in my mouth. I pulled the lighter that I stashed in the box out and lit the cigarette, and put the box back into my pocket. 

My cell rang, and I quickly pulled it out of my other pocket, gripping the cigarette with my lips tightly so it wouldn’t fall out of my mouth. I rolled my window down and flicked the ashes. 

“Hello?” I asked, exhaling the smoke that was in my lungs. Hoping my heart rate would finally slow down. 

“Mister Salvator, I know you told us that you needed to handle something. But the files are still not complete, and there are a few documents you need to sign off on.” My assistant said on the other line. 

I inhaled another large puff of smoke. “Sorry, I needed to take an omega home. He was about to fall into heat.” I replied, letting the smoke simmer out of my nose. I didn’t want to let her know that I had actually been making a deal, handing off guns to some shady people, whom I had no idea, nor did I care enough to know what they planned to do with the weapons. I wanted to be the one there for that deal, to ensure the safety of my men. Also, to put the fear of god in them to make sure they wouldn’t try to report me or my men by blackmailing them with some of their personal information. 

“Oh.” I could hear the shock in her voice. If I were there in person, her face would probably be redder than a tomato. She cleared her throat. “Do you want me to see if I can get an extension?” 

“That would be nice,” I replied, taking another drag. “I’ll be in tomorrow morning.” As much as the thought pained me when I could be spending my time in a better place, buried deep inside of Micah. I wanted to grind my teeth together to stop my thoughts from slipping back away to him. 

“Tomorrow?” She asked. 

I raised my brow in amusement. “Yes, tomorrow. Why wouldn’t I be there tomorrow?” I leaned my head back against the headrest.

“Well, sir,” she paused for a second. “Aren’t you— helping him?” She asked. 

“Well, I mean, I would be more than happy to, but he called me to take him home,” I replied, closing my eyes, not wanting to give her more details than what was needed. 

“Oh.” She said quietly. “I’ll make sure the project is moved out one more day then, sir.” I could hear clicking in the background, meaning she was already composing a message to the bidders that we would probably be a little behind schedule. 

“Thank you,” I ended the call and threw the cell phone in my passenger seat. I flicked open the ashtray in my car and stubbed out the cigarette. Then I began to unbutton my cum covered shirt, and I pulled it off, chunking it into the back seat of my car. 

Typically, I would take pride in my vehicle, but I was too tired, horny, and hungry to give a damn. 

I got out of my car and walked to the trunk of the car, and opened it, grabbing one of the clean black shirts I typically wore on nights dealing business with my men. 

My thoughts drifted back to Micah, he was probably laying in bed with the alpha dildo up his ass, and there was probably slick dripping down onto the mattress, soaking into the fabric. It made me wonder if he would quiver at my touch and beg for me to fuck him. 

I could feel myself getting hard again thinking about the feisty omega. I shook my head at the thought, knowing that it would go nowhere to even think about it would be setting myself and my heart up for failure. He was easy on the eyes, and no matter how much I wanted— craved— him, he would never get on his knees for me, even if I begged him to. 

I mean, unless he wanted me to get on my knees for him. But I knew I couldn’t. The alpha in me would never let that happen, not in my wildest dreams. Maybe he wanted an alpha to overtake him and make him submit to someone. I could hardly fathom the thought of him submitting to anyone at all. 

Let alone myself. 

— — — 

Micah

Why did he leave me? 

When I was clearly in need of an alpha? 

I couldn’t believe he had turned me down while in heat. What sane alpha turned down an omega they constantly showed interest in, especially when they were begging to be fucked? Maybe he didn’t actually like me, and I was reading way too much into it.  Maybe he just cared about little old me’s well-being. Maybe he knew something that I didn’t… 

No. 

He was clearly hard and ready to pin me down. 

But then he would have… Wouldn’t he? No matter how much I was snappy with him before tonight. I would have thought he would have let caution go into the wind. Maybe he had lost interest in me. 

Shouldn’t I be glad?

He wouldn’t bother me at my jobs anymore. I wouldn’t risk losing both of them because of him. 

No, he didn’t… 

If he had, he wouldn’t have cared about me walking home alone with no protection. But then again, did he see that as a brotherly type of protectiveness? When he asked me why I hadn’t taken the suppressants, he almost sounded concerned for my safety. Maybe he was being nice to me. 

I couldn’t help but think about his hot lips against mine. He held me tightly. He wanted me…. 

Why did he leave if he wanted me? 

I groaned in pain as another wave of heat tore through me. I had the alpha dildo shoved up my ass still, and it felt like it was ready to slip out when I moved my hips. It wasn’t the same as an alpha’s cock buried inside of me. 

My body vibrated, and I let out a loud moan when I grabbed onto my cock and began to stroke it. The yellow-eyed man came to mind. I remembered the feeling of his hard cock in his pants. He had one of those pleasurable cocks. One that would take me to another world if I so desperately wanted to. I turned around and arched my back up, reaching behind myself to grab onto the dildo. I began to move it furiously as I breathed in the scent of Alistair. 

It didn’t take any time at all for me to reach my climax. I thrust the alpha dildo in past the fake knot and screamed into the mattress. 

I wanted him, so badly. 

I wanted him.