“Is this okay?” he murmured to me, leaning close so I could smell his coffee on his breath.

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak, because a protest was on the tip of my tongue. Not because I wasn’t enjoying it. But because the pack had taught me what my life was meant to be, and kissing a pretty boy in the backseat of his expensive car wasn’t a part of it.

“Good. I don’t want to scare you off. I wasn’t planning on kissing you for another few days, at least, and now I’m not sure I can control myself at all.” Viktor pushed my hood back away from my face, his lips brushing my cheek before he trailed kisses along my jaw.

One hand curled in his damp hair, the other clenched in his jacket, as my head naturally tipped back for him. I made a pitiful noise when his mouth reached the hollow of my throat; it was a whine I’d never given before, low and needy.

Viktor swore and drew away sharply, leaving me confused. “If you do that, I’ll mark you. That wouldn’t be fair to either of us. I don’t want your freedom, Tsuki.”

My grip on his jacket eased, and color washed over my face. I hadn’t realized until he pointed it out, the reason why it had felt like bliss with his mouth against my skin. Against my throat, the softest point of my body. The most intimate place for an omega, where an alpha could claim them in the basest way. It was absolutely forbidden, to subjugate an omega and render them useless like that, but my instincts begged for it. Was it because I was male? Or was I just fucking everything up like usual?

“Tsuki?” Viktor spoke my name carefully, questioning, and I felt him draw away further.

I shook my head slightly, to clear away the thoughts which were troubling me. “I’m not scared. I… got carried away. Sorry.”

Viktor laughed, low and rich. “I should be the one apologizing. Your pheromones are really something else, Tsuki.” He lowered himself again, his gaze dropping to my mouth before he forced it up. “If I promise to control myself, can I kiss you again?”

Oh god. I swallowed hard, before I nodded. He’s not seducing me. He’s not. I’m just… oh, fuck, who cares? My inner argument died when his tongue swept into my mouth again, and I was lost.

Viktor swept me away with an ease that should have been alarming. It wasn’t as if it was my first time being kissed- though Neo had been quick to beat up any of the humans who put their hands on me. It shouldn’t have been so new, electrifying. My wolf was stirring in a way it never had, restless and pleading- but not angry. Needy, hungry, and was this what being an omega was supposed to be like?

It gave me a strange sense of power, and I didn’t mind losing track of time. Viktor was slow, sweet but thorough, and it was boiling hot in his car by the time his hand inched its way up under my hoodie, slipping under the shirt I wore beneath it. I trembled at the feeling of his hand against bare skin at my waist; though he didn’t go any farther than that, and it made me feel just as restless as my wolf.

More.

I would have asked for it, begged for it, if Viktor hadn’t suddenly pulled away. He had the strangest look of confusion before awareness dawned, and he reached down to the floor where we’d both thrown our bags in our hurry. “Fucking annoying,” he muttered, searching until he came up with a vibrating phone.

His senses really were sharper than mine, because I hadn’t heard a thing, and it was my phone. Viktor frowned at the screen before he handed it to me. “Shut it up. I can’t concentrate on you with that thing vibrating.”

I gave a breathless laugh, my skin hot where his hand still rested against my waist. “Can’t have that,” I muttered, taking my phone from him and trying to figure out why the hell it was interrupting.

Looking at the screen was like having ice water poured over me, and I swore viciously. My phone was vibrating for an alarm I could have sworn I’d put a ringtone on, because it was important. Extremely important. ‘They’re going to kill me if I’m late’ important. I’d forgotten about it completely- though considering I’d somehow lost over half an hour to Viktor in his car, that shouldn’t surprise me.

Viktor sat up, though he didn’t move off me. “That sounds like this is over.”

“Fuck,” I hissed, upset on both counts. “Damn it, that alarm was set for me to leave from home! I’m so dead!”

“I’m sure it can’t be that bad.”

“Home is half an hour from here.”

“And?”

“And the pack’s town is another half an hour past that!”

“Oh, shit. You need to go.”

“Really?” There was sarcasm in my voice, but it wasn’t angry. I couldn’t be mad when Viktor was already out of the car, my bag in his hand and handed to me as soon as I was up. It was raining harder than ever, and my hair was pasted against my head in seconds, making me swear again. “Shit, I hate driving in this. This is going to suck.”

“I’m sorry, if it helps. And be careful- I want to see you again, all in one piece.” Viktor caught my wrist for a moment, pulling me close to press a soft kiss to my lips. “I’ll see you again, right?”

I hesitated, torn between knowing I needed to leave and wanting him to help me get rid of the restlessness. “If I’m alive. I promised I’d go to your house one night.”

“Compromise- go to a party with me this weekend. It’s on neutral territory. You can meet Alyx.”

My breath caught for a moment, and if I had any sanity of sense of self-preservation at all, I would have said no. “Deal,” I answered instead.

Viktor’s face lit up, and he let me go. “You’ll love him, I promise. Now hurry. You need to be alive to meet him. I hope the rain washes my scent off enough- it’s all over you.”

Damn the man, but he sounded proud of himself. But it made me laugh, and I was sure my mad rush through the pouring rain would be a little easier thanks to that stupid, smug ass grin.