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Story: Beg for It (Sinfulverse)
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
HENLEY
C amden doesn’t know it yet, but since he has the night off, I’m taking him on a date. He was supposed to start back tonight, but I still think it’s too soon.
If he needs money, I’ll take care of it discreetly. That’s what a pack does, they take care of their omega. He’ll need to learn to accept that.
Maybe I can convince him not to go back to work. If I’m honest with myself, I hate that I’m the reason he’s working at Club Frenzy at all. However, I do understand that there’s no way that I could have known someone would have forced themselves on him.
Our club has very strict rules, and Bradley Richerson knew them. At least River and Brooks made an example of him, despite having to call in a clean up crew.
No one touches Camden unless it’s us. I don’t even like that he has friends. Jamie is flirtatious and touches him too much, and I can tell Brooks hates it as much as I do. I’m not going to put a stop to it because one day soon, I have a feeling that Brooks will snap and claim our little omega.
My Alphas are on the edge, wanting a taste of Camden, while not understanding their own instincts. A part of them has to know that our beta is actually an omega. I am playing a dangerous game as I omit crucial information about Cam, but the truth is that he’s not ready to deal with the possessiveness that would come with it.
At least, not yet.
Stalking down the hallway of his dorms, I knock on the door, knowing full well that he’s home. I’ve been watching his tracker at all times, stalking the cameras, and I have to say that it’s the best thing I’ve ever done for my sanity. I know at all times where he’s at.
Camden opens the door in a pair of sweatpants and little else, his brow raised in confusion.
“Is this about work? Jason called me and told me to take another week off, Lee,” he explains before I’m pushing my way into his room.
“Why are you dressed like this?” I ask. “Why wouldn’t you put a shirt on at least?”
I shut the door behind me with my foot, eyes burning with lust and jealousy.
“I was going to lay in bed and read,” he says, shrugging. His cheeks are turning pink as he gazes at me, and I can tell my presence is beginning to arouse him. “I answered because you’re the only one who knocks the way you do.”
“How do I knock?” I ask, interested as I back him into a wall and shove my hand down his sweatpants. Fuck, he’s not even wearing boxers. Jesus, Cam. You’re killing me.
My hand wraps around his hardening cock, and I raise my brow at him in return as I begin to jack him off.
He swallows thickly. I can see the gears in his mind trying to work as he struggles to focus. That makes me grin in satisfaction. “Like…you want to break the door down,” he whimpers, his long lashes brushing his cheeks as he closes his eyes with desire.
“Eyes open when you talk to me,” I reprimand, giving his cock a firm squeeze, enjoying his whimper as he opens them. “That’s a good boy. Now, you’re going to hate me, but I want you to get dressed.”
My hand drags up his cock so I can collect the pre-cum he’s releasing from my teasing. I love that he’s slicking for me.
“Lee. Clothes?” he asked, unable to comprehend my words as I pull my hand free of his pants to enjoy my treat. Long licks punctuate my enjoyment as I suck his slick off my fingers.
“Mmhmm,” I reply. “I’m taking you out. Wear something comfortable.”
“In the open?” he asks.
“Camden, yes. You’re mine, and that’s all there is to it. It’s about time that I take you out on a date,” I say. “I feel the need to remind the world to keep their hands off.”
I can see his nerves as he nods, rushing to the closet to pull out a shirt and jeans. As he steps inside, I clear my throat.
“I want to see what’s mine, little omega,” I say. “Don’t hide from me.”
Biting his lip, he nods, backing out of the closet and pushing his sweatpants down his hips. They reveal his sculpted ass and toned thighs, and when he bends over, I groan. His asshole is already leaking slick at my attention, and I bite my fist, knowing that I’m going to enjoy fucking it tonight.
It doesn’t even matter what we choose to do tonight, I just want to hang out with him in public so he knows he’s no one’s dirty little secret. It’ll be a night of doing his favorite things.
Fuck, that ass is biteable. I actually wonder which of my Alphas will decide to bite it to bond with him. None of them do anything the conventional way, and I doubt this will be any different. My cock is hard just thinking about it, it has been since his sweet scent hit my nose if I’m honest with myself.
“Camden,” I groan, watching his ass disappear as he pulls on his boxers and jeans. “I am so close to just fucking you against the wall, but I really want to take you out before I do that.”
“You want to fuck me?” he asks, a shy smile appearing as he shoves his arms into his shirt and pulls it over his head. His movements are jerkier now as he thinks about that, his neck beginning to flush as well.
“Oh yes,” I murmur. “Very much so. It’s happening tonight, Baby Boy. You’re going to take every inch for me, right?”
I’m gripping his face before even realizing that I moved, almost sure that he can smell himself on my fingers.
“Every inch of what?” he breathes, smirking as much as possible.
Oh, he’s a cute little bratty omega. I fucking love it. I want him to feel safe enough that he can let me see this side of him.
“My cock of course,” I reply with a grin, and then I’m devouring his mouth, swallowing down every noise.
Removing my hand from his face, I turn him toward the door and spank his ass.
“Move it,” I order, enjoying the sound he makes at the impact of my hand on his butt.
Oh yeah, that’s going to be fun.
“Holy shit,” he whispers, thinking I can’t hear him as he rubs the spot I spanked as he hurries to the door. I chase after him with his descenting spray, chuckling darkly as I douse him liberally with it. He’s really turned on.
Camden barely remembers to grab his keys before I’m pushing him out the door.
Tonight is on me, he doesn’t need money.
People stare as they always do, and I possessively shove my hand in his back pocket. If they’re going to look, I may as well give them something to look at.
Instead of pulling away, Camden leans into me as we walk. There’s a coffee place that I know he really loves, but rarely goes to. He doesn’t ask questions, simply walks where I lead.
“How was your day?” I ask, my lips against his skin since he’s pressed close to me. It doesn’t bother me at all, I love it.
“Busy,” he confesses. “I’ve been catching up on lectures that I’ve missed, and working to finish papers. It’s hectic.”
“Is it too much?” I ask. I want to gauge his stress levels, make sure he’s not overwhelmed. I worry about him, especially after his flashback recently.
“I don’t think so,” he says. “I’m almost all caught up. I’m learning that I can handle this. It’s a moment of stress, not forever.”
“You’ve got this,” I encourage. I want to show him how proud of him I am, because this is a big deal.
Moving my hand from his pocket, I push him against the wall beside the coffee shop.
“I want you to take deep breaths when you get overwhelmed and remind yourself that you’re fully capable of completing your assignments, okay?” I ask.
My lips are meeting his before he can answer, kissing him hard. I hear someone whistle but ignore it, because I’m enjoying my omega.
“Yes,” he finally breathes as I pull back.
“If it feels like it’s too much, call me,” I say firmly, taking his hand. “I’ll come over and sit with you.”
“Why would you do that?” he asks, eyes wide as I tug him into motion.
“So I can keep you company while you work,” I explain. “Sometimes, having someone doing schoolwork beside you can be helpful.”
“Huh,” he says. “I didn’t think of that.”
“It’s called body doubling, and it’s also an excuse for me to spend more time with you,” I say.
“You don’t need an excuse,” he says shyly as I open the door for us.
Camden is adorable, blushing and biting his lip as we walk inside. I’m already enjoying our date. I don’t do many of these, but he deserves this. So much of his past says that he has to live in secret, and I want to blow that sky high.
My pack and I can protect him. He needs to believe that.
Ordering his favorite drink, I also decide on an iced coffee for myself. This place reminds me of River, and how he always seems to smell like coffee beans as they’re being ground. Being here feels like we’re sharing a piece of my Alpha.
“I love coffee,” Camden says softly as we collect our drinks. He moans lightly as he takes a sip, and I suddenly feel jealous of his coffee.
“Let’s grab a seat,” I suggest. I’m not in a hurry since I’m kind of winging things tonight.
Leading him to a seat, I can’t help but stare at him. His hair is wild from his bed head, his lips curled in happiness. It amazes me that he needs so little to be content, and I want to be the one who puts that smile on his face.
“We already talked about me,” he says. “What’s going on with you?”
Ugh, I have so many secrets, I don’t even know what’s safe to talk about anymore.
“I am helping to organize an event for the freshman,” I finally say. “It’s going to be mandatory, but it should be a good time.”
Camden makes a face regarding the part where he’ll need to be in attendance, at which I chuckle. I knew he wouldn’t like that bit. It’ll be fun to chase him.
“Don’t be like that,” I tease him. “Show some school spirit.”
“Meh,” Cam says with a small smile. “I don’t enjoy people enough to have any.”
“You liked the football game though, right?” I ask, remembering his brutal kiss with Brooks.
“Ye…yeah,” he stutters his fingers twisting his empty coffee cup from side to side as he nods. “I liked it because I was with you, and I liked watching Brooks play.”
I want to push and ask about Jamie, but I don’t want to come off as a jealous asshole. I’m claiming his sweet ass very soon to soothe the inner protective person inside of me. I’ve never wanted anyone to breathe and live just for me before. It’s a heady feeling.
I know I’m crazy, I just hide it from the world well.
“I think he really liked knowing you were watching,” I admit.
“Can I ask you a question?” he asks.
“Yes,” I say. Glancing around I see that we’re getting a lot of attention, and while that’s the point, I want to be able to give him a truthful answer, depending on the question.
It’s time to go.
“Let’s keep walking,” I suggest, standing. At his crestfallen look, I shake my head. “I’ll answer, I just want to enjoy how nice it is tonight.”
My deflection makes him start moving, and we toss out our empty coffee cups and walk out of the shop. It is a very nice night, and I hold his hand as we walk. People glance at us with wide eyes while I note every person and their name, intent to make them pay for being so overt.
It’s a bad life choice to fuck with me.
“Henley, you’ve been avoiding me,” Cara says with a smile, walking up to me.
I barely know her outside of a school club. I’m also not interested in whatever she has to say, but I force my face not to glare at her.
“This actually isn’t a great time,” I tell her, raising the hand that holds Cam’s hand.
“Does your pack know?” Cara asks with wide eyes.
Oh, I see now. She’s a shit stirrer. That’s cute.
“They not only know, they’re encouraging me to fuck him,” I say in a stage whisper before I roll my eyes. “Cara, honestly, open your mind a little. There’s a lot of different ways to date with the intention of keeping someone. My relationships have nothing to do with you. Get your nose out of them.”
If she was a guy, it would already be broken. I am usually the nice guy, but this is the best way to push the information that I’m currently courting and dating Camden. Soon, the rumors will be running rampant that my pack is interested in him, which will hopefully mean that everyone else backs off.
It’s not the perfect play, but it’ll work.
Cara makes a face at me before stalking off, while Camden gives me a funny look before we keep walking through the quiet, though busy streets.
“What?” I ask him, wanting to know why he’s looking at me like that.
“You want to keep me, huh?” he asks with a small smile.
I think I’ve held out long enough. The dorms are too far away, so I lead him down an alley. This is a big college town, which means there’s extra money spent on keeping everything as clean as possible. There’s no trash back here, and the air even feels fresh. It’s not the most romantic place, but it’ll do.
“Yeah, I do,” I say, pressing him against the wall to wrap my hand around his throat. His pupils begin to expand, and I caress his pulse. It’s growing faster with each passing second. “What did you want to ask me?”
Blinking, he makes a low noise. “I can’t remember,” he confesses. “I swear, it’s like you suck all the thoughts out of my head.”
Smirking, I open his jeans’ button.
“There’s another way I can do that,” I grunt, sliding his zipper down and shoving his pants and boxers down his hips until his cock bounces out.
My mouth waters as I bend down to lick the tip, groaning at his cotton candy flavor.
“Are you going to be a good boy and give me your cum?” I ask him, my eyes rolling up to meet his gaze as I open my mouth wider to suck on the crown of his dick.
“Right… oh fuck.” His eyes roll back as I taste him. “Lee, here?” he whimpers, his hips thrusting without hesitation.
That’s it, get on board. I’m the ultimate planner, and I wasn’t sure if I’d make it back to his room before I fucked him, so I have a travel bottle of lube in my pocket just in case.
“Mmhm,” I mumble around my full mouth before letting the saliva in my mouth dribble out so I can swallow him down deeper.
Every whimper and grunt, as his fingers tangle in my hair to keep us connected, is exquisite torture to my cock. All I can smell is his sweet scent, and I’m already swallowing his slick as it leaks out of him.
Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough. I need more. Shoving his pants further down his legs, I squeeze his balls, my other hand holding his throat and pinning him to the wall. I can feel him struggling to watch me as his pulse goes wild. He’s my perfect little slut. All mine.
Slowly, I move my fingers to rub his tight little asshole, which is wet enough for me to push a finger inside. His gasp is punctuated with his greedy fingers tugging down on my hair. I’ll gladly let him face fuck me if that’s what he wants, but he’s very gentle as he writhes against the wall.
My nose is soon pushed against his stomach as I gag slightly on his length. I don’t even care, he tastes and feels amazing.
“Lee,” he gasps. “I’m so close. Please.”
Sucking hard as I bob my head along his cock, I push another finger into his tight hole. His strangled groan makes me smirk, and I notice the way he covers his mouth with his hand in an attempt to muffle his noises. I led him pretty far down the alley, so I doubt that anyone will bother us.
I squeeze the hand around his throat harder to help, and that pressure rocks him over the edge. Such a good, kinky boy. I can’t wait to bring him to the sex club one day. I think it would be eye opening for him.
I want it to be just us for his first time, though. His cum fills my mouth in reward, and I fuck his asshole with my fingers, enjoying the way it tightens around them. He’s going to milk my cock so fucking well. My fingers flex up to hit the perfect spot inside of him, and his body shudders with pleasure.
Camden is so fucking responsive. He sags against the brick wall of one of the buildings we’re between and I stand slowly with some of his cum in my mouth, pulling my fingers out of his ass as well.
“Holy shit,” he whispers.
“Not done yet,” I say. “Open up for me. I have a present.”
He obediently opens his lips wide for me, and I stand over him and push his cum out of my mouth so it spills into his.
“Be a good little omega and swallow it all,” I whisper, so only he can hear.
His sweet whine is delicious, and I’m devouring the noise, my tongue licking and trying to steal back his cum. Fuck, he’s so much fun to play with.
“Do you want my cock, sweet boy,” I whisper. “I was going to wait, do it somewhere different, but?—”
“Please don’t wait,” he gasps. His cheeks are rosy, his pupils blown with bliss and desire. “Fuck me now, please. This has already been the best date of my life.”
“Baby Boy, it’s your only one,” I growl playfully as he grins cheekily.
I have a feeling he enjoys teasing me.
“Turn around, hands on the wall. Try to keep the noise down,” I warn.
Cam follows directions beautifully, and even wiggles his ass at me, making me snort out a laugh. My hand strikes his ass hard, and he moans with a shiver. Fuck yes. With a flick of my fingers I unbutton my pants, and release my cock a moment later. The lube comes out of my pocket quickly, and I drizzle it liberally over my dick. I don’t want to hurt him, and at the same time, I know I didn’t stretch him nearly enough.
While I don’t have a knot, I’m still big.
“Lee,” he whines. “If it’s true I can take a knot, then I can take your dick. I need you now. It’s cold.”
He’s right, there is a breeze coming through, I may as well warm him up. Moving over to him, I force him to kiss me over his shoulder as I line the tip of my cock with his tight hole. His gasp of pain and pleasure is clear as I stretch him wide as I thrust my hips forward as slowly as possible.
His slick gets thicker as if he was waiting for a green light that he was going to get my cock. Camden’s moans and whimpers make me want to move faster, but I force myself to take it as slow as I can.
Wrapping my arm around his waist to help hold him up, I pump inside of him, each thrust going deeper, until I’m balls deep. My breaths are harsh to my ears as I kiss and bite his neck to try to stay quiet. He feels so fucking good.
“Are you hard for me again?” I groan, my other hand finding his cock.
Shit, he has slick dripping down his shaft, and he's hard and ready.
“Yes, it feels so good,” he whimpers. “Please, Lee. I know it won’t mean anything if you bite me, but I want it.”
“You’ll take what I give you,” I admonish. I haven’t broken the skin, but his love bites are going to bruise beautifully.
My hips piston as I fuck him, and Camden takes everything that I have to give. His knees begin to sag as I fist his cock, and completely give out as he cries out as he comes. His ass tightens as ropes of cum hit the wall, strangling my cock. Groaning, I shudder as I come so hard that my vision blackens, my arm banded around his waist, the only thing helping to hold him up.
“Fuck, your ass is so fucking perfect,” I say, my breaths labored as I fill his ass with my cum. It feels never ending as he milks me dry, and even my balls feel empty.
“Not to be greedy, but can we do that again?” he rasps, his voice hoarse from trying to be quiet. I learned that you can still scream without noise, and it’ll strain your vocal cords.
“I’m spending the night,” I decide, carefully pulling out of his ass. I brought a plug as well and I pull it out of my pocket. “Take a breath, we need to keep all of my mess inside of you.”
“We do? Ah,” he whines as I push it into his overflowing hole.
“This is a reminder that you’re mine,” I rumble, smirking as I push it all the way in.
Hurriedly putting my dick away, I help him stand and dress.
“I don’t think I’ll ever forget,” he says in a daze.
“Then I consider this date a success,” I tease him.
It takes some time before Camden can walk, but as we walk back to the dorm with my arm around his shoulders, our smiles can’t be hidden. We’re both rumpled and look freshly fucked, but I don’t fucking care what the world thinks.
This little omega is mine, and one day I’ll be able to shout it from the rooftop.