Page 42 of Roommates' Alpha
Micah sniffled. “We want you. We all want you.”
I ran my nose through his blond curls, inhaling his sweet scent. “Sorry I’ve been an oblivious asshole.”
He hiccupped. “You want us too, right?” he whispered.
“Oh, sweetheart,” I soothed. “You said it yourself. I’m constantly hard around all of you, and I like taking care of you, and being with you.”
Another sniffle.
“Can I tell you something?” I asked.
“What?”
“It damn near broke my heart when I heard you and Xavier. I guess Terry was there too, but I didn’t hear him.”
“Why?” Micah asked, fingers teasing along the neckline of my shirt.
I kissed his hair. “It made me realize what you all mean to me, and I was terrified that hearing you together meant that you were a couple. I didn’t want to watch you two move out to start a family together.”
I took a deep breath. “I didn’t want to lose the two of you, or Terry, or Crow. I didn’t want to be alone again, especially after what I’ve found with the four of you.”
“Really?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Why didn’t you join us when Xavier asked you to?”
“I don’t know.”
He lifted his head, and the redness in his eyes stung. I’d done that, I’d hurt him.
I brushed my fingers across one of his cheeks. “I’m here now though.”
“Really?”
I used the arm still around his back to pull him up and into a kiss.
Micah melted into it, moaning as I slid my tongue into his mouth to taste him. It was unhurried and sweet, but the gorgeous omega was still grinding his hard cock against my middle when we parted.
“Breed me,” he begged.
I shivered, the alpha part of me roaring to life at the words. Micah wanted my cum inside him, wanted my seed to take root.
I slid both hands down his back until they rested over the perfect globes of his ass, then I pulled him against me while squeezing.
Micah moaned, grinding against me, and I ducked my head to kiss and lick his neck.
“You said the others were coming?” I growled against his skin.
“Yes,” he breathed, fingers digging into my shoulders as he continued grinding against me.
“Don’t you want to wait for them?”
“Need you now,” he whimpered. “Please alpha.”
I groaned and nipped his Adam’s apple. “You’re going to have four alphas proud to show off your bump; going to be so gorgeous, round with our babies.”
Micah moaned. “Please…”