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West

I scooted off the velvet chaise lounge where Antoine had me pose. He’d placed my hands and legs in a way that had all of me bared to him. All of me. My head was turned to him, enabling me to watch him at work.

I also watched the omega struggle for control as he started.

He even broke one charcoal he had gripped it so tightly.

After a while, Antoine relaxed. His strokes became more fluid as I interpreted from this side of the canvas. His eyebrows didn’t pinch so severely. Shoulders relaxed. His stance loosened. Hours later, he had told me we were done for the day.

“Can I see?” I asked.

He shook his head. “Not until it’s done.”

I pouted my lips but stood and reached for my pants. For the last hour, I’d had a hard-on and while I knew he had noticed since I was the center of his musings, I cringed hoping he didn’t think I was a creeper.

I totally was.

Antoine was hot and even more when he was engrossed in his craft. My polar bear wanted nothing with the posing and everything with the omega standing across the room from me.

Gods, I wanted him.

I had to finagle my rock-hard dick into my pants and then pulled on a button-down that I’d worn for easy removal.

Reaching for the bottom button on my shirt, I raised my gaze to see Antoine staring at me. “Were you not done?” I asked. “Should I…” I paused my motions of buttoning up.

“I’m done for now, alpha. Tomorrow fine with you?”

I nodded.

He’d called me that the night before. I chalked it up to an accident. I was an alpha but generally people didn’t call each other that unless they were mates or intimate.

“Why are you staring at me, omega?” I called him on the alpha thing with a call of my own.

“Because I want you.”

“Then come and get me.”

Antoine crossed the distance between us, and I bent slightly to make sure our mouths met in sync. His lips were soft and full, and our kiss evolved from a sweet peck to a delicious, lusty one quickly. His hands slid to my sides, moving under the shirt and to my back. He tugged me closer, and I obliged. Hell, I would oblige this omega anything if he kept on kissing me.

I pulled back for air. Our heavy breaths mingled. Our torsos were pressed together. “Should I apologize?” I said but kept my arms around him, not willing to let him go.

“I’m the one who made this unprofessional and now that I’ve had a taste of you, there’s no way I’m going back.”

I leaned down to taste his lips once more. “Do you want me to go home?”

“Fuck no,” he whispered. “I want you to come with me to the bedroom.”

Another kiss, this one long and languid. “Show me the way.”

With our fingers tangled, he led me down the hallway and into the nicest master bedroom I’d ever seen. Not that I’d been in a lot of fancy decorated rooms, but this one was all dark wood and cream bedding and elegance. Antoine tore off his shirt and bit his bottom lip. “Don’t make me wait, alpha.”

I reached for his belt and tugged him toward me with no gentleness. He gasped but, as I licked a trail up the side of his neck, he whimpered my name. “Take off your clothes and lie on the bed, omega.” I poured some of my alpha power into the command.

“Come with me,” Antoine said.

“Oh no, it’s your turn. On the bed. Let me see all of you.”

He groaned but did as he was told.

“On your back,” I said. “Legs spread.”

He did as I asked but looked at the ceiling instead of me.

I crawled over his form, taking him in. “Look at me, Antoine.” He moved slightly, dipping his chin to look at me. “What’s wrong?”

“I…this…I’ve never done this.”

“Had sex?” I asked as though he’d slapped me. No way I was taking his virginity like this. He deserved to be swept off his feet for his first time. He deserved to be taken slowly. Methodically.

“Of course I’ve had sex. I meant this. Other lovers have…it was dark.”

I sighed. What a shame. His lovers hadn’t worshiped him in the daylight as they should’ve. He was painting my image on a canvas, but Antoine was carved from the gods themselves. Someone should seriously make a sculpture of the perfection in front of me. “You are stunning, and it’s a shame others wanted to keep you in the dark. You deserve a spotlight, omega. Just like your paintings.”

He blushed from head to toe while I took in all his planes and valleys. I slid off the bed and took off my clothes, my eyes never leaving his form. His cock bobbed as I reached for my own erection, stroking myself at the sight of him. “You are the sexiest alpha I’ve ever seen.”

“Mmm…spread your legs. Let me see how ready, how slick you are for me.”

He moved his legs, but barely.

“Here, let me help you.”

I pushed his feet up so that his legs were bent. I placed my hands on his knees and moved them apart. His channel glistened with slick as his cock jumped, begging for my attention.

Yeah, he was ready for me.

When I looked back to his face, his eyes were on my cock as I continued to pump myself. “What do you want first, omega? You want your cock sucked, or would you like me inside you first?”

“Get inside me, please.”

“Such a demanding omega,” I said.

Antoine bucked his hips. “Please, West.”

I scooted up so that the throbbing head of my cock was at his slick entrance. He reached for his own erection but I pushed his hand away. “That’s mine. Put your hands above your head.”

He obeyed with his bottom lip pouting out. “Please.”

I pushed my length inside his tight channel, almost coming at the way he squeezed me. I rocked my hips, leaning back on my knees while I wrapped my hand around his cock. “Is this what you needed, Antoine? Tell me what else you need.”

“All of you. You’re holding back, West.”

I was. I was no small man in any way. “You think you can handle it?” I asked, teasing.

“Yes, alpha. Give it all to me.”

I slammed all the way inside him over and over while working his dick up and down. He was so beautiful writhing with me.

“Look at me when you come, omega.”

His green eyes bore into me as he cried out my name at the peak of his orgasm. Ribbons of cum spurted out over his belly while I spilled my seed inside him. “If I don’t stop now, I’m going to knot you, omega. Do you want that? Do you want my knot, Antoine?”

“Yes. Knot me, alpha!” he yelled, lifting his hips.

Two more pumps into his ass and I came again, this time as my knot swelled inside him, filling up his channel. This time, I let him jack himself off while my knot locked us together in sweet, swollen pairing.