Omega In The Office - Aria Grace Page 0,7

me a serious case of blue balls anyway.

Turning back toward my apartment, I quickly unlock the door and retreat inside. As soon as I’m safely hidden from prying eyes, I reach down and give my cock a good squeeze. Fuck, it’s been a long time since anything has made this hard.

I’m one of the lucky ones.

A lot of guys with spinal injuries are never able to get hard again, and even if they can, they might not be able to get off. It’s sobering to realize that even though I’ll probably be trapped in this chair for the rest of my life, it could have been worse.

Shoving those thoughts aside, I wheel myself back into the bedroom. My bed is pretty low to the ground so it’s easier for me to get in and out. Right now, however, the tightness in my pants is definitely complicating the situation.

Damn, Leon, just talking to you for a few seconds has turned me into a horny mess. Either I’m desperate, or you’re a sexual fiend. Maybe a mix of both...

Safely on the bed, I can’t get out of my clothes fast enough. Normally, I would’ve done the bare minimum, but something’s different this time. I want to take everything off, expose every inch of myself.

My nipples harden against the cool air-conditioned breeze circulating through the apartment. Goosebumps prickle across my skin, even as my body flushes with arousal. Precome drips from the head of my painfully erect cock.

As my fingers curl around the shaft, Leon’s image fills my thoughts. I’ve never wanted an omega as badly as I want him right now. The mental image of those perfect lips around my cock, those blue eyes gazing up at me beneath those long lashes, sends shivers down my spine.

“Oh fuck.” I suck in a breath, my hand skating up and down my erection. “Leon...”

My fantasy shifts and the sexy omega is lowering himself onto my dick. I can just imagine how tight that enticing ass of his must be. The thought of feeling him around me, looking up into his eyes as our bodies unite, makes me moan.

At first, I try to keep the volume down. I really don’t want my neighbors to overhear me, and I have no idea how thick the walls are. But after a few minutes, I no longer care. Let them hear.

My desperate cock pulses in my hand. I’m so close. So close to burying my knot deep inside Leon’s asshole and filling him with my seed. Claiming him as mine, the way an alpha should. Of all the fantasies I’ve entertained in my life, claiming an omega has never come up. No one has ever interested me that much.

Gasping for breath, I squeeze my dick as I press toward release. Then Leon’s name passes my lips and my orgasm sneaks ever closer, just seconds away from taking over my whole body.

I startle when a fist pounds against the front door.

My heartbeat flatlines, and my fantasy evaporates. Did someone hear me? Are they here to complain?

The pounding repeats, followed by a deep voice. “Mr. Mead, a word?”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. It’s Lucius.

4

Leon

The door is locked, the blinds are closed, and the lights are off.

The sign in the window says I’m out to lunch. Yet, here I am, hiding in the shadows of my office with my cock in my hands.

We’ve been so busy the last few weeks, it’s been ages since I’ve gotten off. That’s the excuse I’m using for the crazy erection I got after talking to Candor. He might be in a wheelchair, but that doesn’t make him any less attractive. I’d let him do all sorts of naughty things to me.

Like fill my ass with his thick, alpha knot.

Shit.

I’m glad I stripped all the way down because my ass is slick and dripping right now. I haven’t been this wet since the last time I was in heat. Which was also ages ago. Taking suppressants is second nature at this point, so I don’t even have to think about it anymore.

But that’s also how I know there’s no chance I’m heading into a surprise heat.

Still...crouching in the shadows, completely naked in the middle of the afternoon with my cock in one hand while the other fingers my ass is not exactly normal behavior for me.

Right now, I don’t really care though.

My thoughts are running wild and my mouth waters. I can practically taste Candor’s dick and feel my tongue running along the shaft. I can almost smell