Innocent - Roe Horvat Page 0,38

know. Somehow, in a place like that, talking about heats and breedings didn’t seem so strange after all.

Aiden had laughed at Navid’s horrified expression when he casually mentioned how pleasurable his second heat had been and that even though he hadn’t loved the man, he’d liked having sex with him. “A breeding orgasm is a miraculous feeling. You’ll see. There’s nothing like it. And when he creams your womb, it just about blows your head off.” He had said all this sitting at the university cafeteria, sipping coffee.

That was the moment Navid truly understood how different his world had become when he’d moved to Dalton City.

“I can imagine you blushing.” Zana’s teasing voice interrupted his memories. “But I’m glad you made a friend.”

“A friend?” Could he be friends with a man who casually spoke about sex at a lunch table and had an out-of-wedlock kid from a sold heat?

“You sound you might like this Aiden.”

Navid grinned with surprise. “He’s impressive. He’s done everything alone. He’s worked, too, before he began studying.” Aiden’s independence seemed terrifying to Navid. He wouldn’t have known what to do with himself.

“Will you have coffee with him again?” Did Zana approve or not? Navid couldn’t tell from his voice. He sounded simply curious.

“Aiden is in my Introduction to Sociology class,” Navid said carefully. “We have a group assignment together.”

“Navid, I trust you. Completely. Choose friends so you’ll feel good with them. Something tells me that those your father wouldn’t approve of could be the most inspiring ones.”

“I think you’re right.” Smiling, Navid twirled the phone cable between his fingers. He’d have coffee with Aiden again. The man was fascinating. Of course Zana wasn’t angry at all. It was only habit that made Navid fear his husband’s reactions. He always thought of how his father and grandfather would have reacted.

“What are you going to do tomorrow?” he asked Zana.

Zana sighed into the phone. “I have the keynote speech at ten. I need to go through my notes tonight.”

“I wish I could be there and cheer you on.”

“Six more days.”

“I know.”

“If I didn’t have to memorize a twenty-minute speech, I’d make you open the nightstand now.”

“Don’t tease me.”

“Good night, my sweet darling.”

“Good night, Zana.”

Shaking his head, Navid returned to his book and tried to focus. Except after a few minutes, his hands lowered, and he jolted. He was falling asleep already. He closed the thin volume, turned off the lamp, and hugging Zana’s pillow, drifted into sleep.

Navid vaguely recognized the room. It reminded him of the house on the beach where he’d spent the second week of his honeymoon with Zana. The bed was vast, all white, and ocean-blue gauzy curtains flowed in the wind. He was alone and naked, but he felt safe.

His husband was nearby, he knew.

The door opened, and Navid gasped. He scrambled to the edge of the bed, grappling at the sheet, but it stuck to the mattress. There were no blankets or pillows. He couldn’t cover himself.

The men were naked, just like he was, but they didn’t pay any attention to him. He didn’t recognize them from anywhere. They were handsome, both of them. The omega was small and lithe, and the alpha was muscled, tall, his shoulders so wide he looked like a gladiator. The alpha’s big shaft was hard, and clear liquid dripped from the wide slit. Navid felt empty at the sight, and it terrified him.

The alpha laid the omega onto the bed, spread his legs, and pushed the monstrous erection into him all the way. The omega arched from the bed and cried out with lust.

They fucked wildly, their sounds obscene, and the omega’s cock sprayed cum through the air like a fountain. The alpha didn’t stop. He kept rolling his hips, pushing his huge shaft through the omega’s guts, and the omega moaned and mewled, holding his legs open wide, eager for more.

Navid’s heart raced, his cock throbbed, and his ass leaked slick on the sheet like a faucet. He was frozen by the display, equally mesmerized and horrified, and he couldn’t look away.

“Touch yourself.” It was Zana’s voice.

Navid snapped his head around. Zana stood by the bed, in his black suit and tie, his eyes on the couple.

“Watch them fuck and make yourself come.”

Navid reached for his straining erection and slid his hand up and down. The touch was hopelessly unsatisfying. He ached with emptiness.

The alpha grabbed the smaller man and lay on his back. Straddling the alpha’s hips, the omega braced himself on the alpha’s thighs