Omega's Truth - Nora Phoenix Page 0,49
around a single finger, and it took effort to work him open.
Lidon teased him, crooking his finger inside him until Enar pushed back against it, like the little cock slut he could be. Over the years, he’d fought against his urges, always reluctant and ashamed to ask Lidon for what he needed. And now here he was, begging for what he’d always craved. Unashamed in his needs…and Lidon loved it.
One finger became two, and Enar was panting, but he relaxed and bore down. “You have to work for it, baby, don’t you? To take my big alpha cock.”
Enar grunted, then took three fingers. Lidon scissored his fingers, spreading them carefully until Enar’s channel had given way. “You ready for me?”
“Yes, alpha.”
Lidon rolled them over so Enar was on his back. The beta’s cheeks were flushed as he spread his legs wide. “You’re so beautiful.” He hadn’t even kissed him. What the hell was wrong with him? He couldn’t just fuck him like some caveman. Enar deserved care, tenderness, romance. He deserved to be treasured and his body worshiped, even more because it was still a source of discomfort and stress for him at times.
And so Lidon kissed him tenderly, his tongue slipping inside Enar’s mouth as his cock sought entrance at the same time. He went slow, pushing inch by inch, kissing him until he ran out of breath. And when he did, he brushed his neck with a shower of butterfly kisses, then latched on and sucked hard. Mmm, yes. Another mark of ownership on his man. The moan Enar let out only spurred him on.
His hips moved on their own accord, driving deeper and deeper until his cock was fully engulfed in that tight, hot channel. No one was as tight as Enar. It was a treat, every single time Lidon fucked him.
“Faster,” Enar said.
Lidon held still. “Who’s in charge here?”
Frustration washed over Enar’s face, but it was quickly replaced by that peace that surrender inevitably brought him. “You are, alpha.”
“Ah, okay. We agree on that. Maybe hold off on the suggestions, then.”
How he loved this game between them, this display of dominance that Enar craved and that Lidon was all too happy to deliver. And he was proud that he could read his needs so much better, could sense his craving before it became too much for him.
“Yes, alpha.”
Enar’s body went pliant underneath him, and that was Lidon’s signal to let go. He planted his knees—no easy feat on the lounger—and slammed into Enar. God, yes. Like that. Enar’s body shook, his mate moaning and grunting with every thrust.
“How’s that feel, my love?” Lidon panted into Enar’s ear. “Does that satisfy your craving for alpha cock?”
“Only you, alpha… Only your cock.”
Aw, and they said romance was dead. Those words were like music to Lidon’s soul. “For that, you get to come before me. Fly, my beautiful mate. Show me how good your alpha makes you feel.”
Enar wriggled his hand between their bodies, and he circled his own cock. It only took three, four jerks, and then he was coming, spurting thick ropes of cum all over himself and Lidon. It was all Lidon needed to finish himself, and he sped up, his last few thrusts fast and deep, and shuddered as his balls let go.
They came down from their peak slowly, with lazy kissing, lots of touching, and Lidon staying inside him as long as he could. Their heated bodies cooled off in the slight breeze, and Enar made soft sounds of happiness as they cuddled. “Thank you,” he whispered after minutes of sweet kissing.
“Not something to thank me for,” Lidon said. “This is not a chore, you know.”
“I know, but after something as amazing as this that makes me feel so loved and alive, I should say something. Not saying anything would be like not being here in this moment and acknowledging how good you made me feel.”
“So say that. Say how it made you feel. That’s all I’ll ever need.”
“Yes, alpha.”
Lidon held him a while longer. “Are you in the right state of mind to switch topics?” he carefully asked.
Enar chuckled. “Yes. I’d already guessed you didn’t seek me out just to fuck me. Not that I would’ve objected to that. What’s on your mind?”
Lidon sighed. “Palani.”
He didn’t say anything else, but he didn’t need to. “Yeah.”
They were both quiet for a while. “He’s not himself,” Lidon said. “Yesterday, during the meeting about the mission Bray will lead, he was so quiet and withdrawn. Almost