Page 18 of Safe in His Arms

“Uhh, okay… uhh….” The alpha looked flustered, and Devon would have laughed if his heat wasn’t already taking over.

His skin was getting flushed, his scent growing stronger, and his hole was already dripping with slick from his heat.

Devon hadn’t gone into heat so quickly in his life. He wasn’t sure what brought it on, and right now he didn’t care. His hole felt so damn empty.

He let out a moan and trembled in need where he sat.Fuck, he needed so bad. He was getting desperate.

“Alpha, please,” Devon begged.

Till then Roman was staring at him, sitting completely still. If he couldn’t smell the aroused alpha pheromones, Devon would think the man was a statue.

“Are you sure?” The alpha asked but the words sounded like they were dragged out of him.

“Yes please, fuck me alpha, please.”

Devon needed so bad. He needed to be fucked to be filled.

He took off the alpha’s shirt that he hadn’t changed out of, and got in the position face down, ass up, on the couch that they’d been talking on.

Instead of the alpha pushing his cock into Devon’s slick hole, he picked Devon up and began walking.

“What… where?”

“I will claim you my mate, but not like this. You deserve to be worshipped.”

Devon knew this moment was important but he didn’t care he needed to cum, he needed to feel that thick alpha cock filling him. Fuck he was so empty.

Chapter Eleven

Roman

It was an exercise in restraint sitting and chatting with his mate while his tempting as fuck scent filled the room. Roman had to think of every nasty thing he could come up with to stop himself from jumping on his mate and claiming him, because he refused to break his word.

He refused to be another person that took from Devon without his permission.

He knew his mate wasn’t fully sold on the whole fated thing, but that was okay. He would spend the rest of his life making the man feel like he was cherished. Letting him know how loved he was, and how important he was to Roman, until there was never any doubt in his mind.

All those thoughts had flown out of his head when his mate took his clothes off, and went face down, ass up on the couch.

Roman’s brain had stopped functioning completely. His cock that had been hard all day, damn near wanted to burst out of his pants when he saw his mate’s hole dripping with slick.

All Roman wanted to do was bury his face in that hole, breathe in that amazing scent, feast on his mate’s slick, but the way his mate had assumed the position felt all wrong.

For some reason, his wolf wanted to rut and claim his mate, but Roman knew that he needed to give him more, show him this was more than just fucking and knotting.

He picked his mate up and carried him up the stairs to his room, soon to be theirs. He wanted to be able to tell his mate that their claiming was perfect.

When he got to the room, he lay his omega on the bed, and immediately Devon pulled his knees to his chest, his hole on display for Roman.

“Holy fuck.”

Even though all his cock wanted to do was sink into that waiting heat, he knew that wasn’t what his mate needed. He needed to be worshipped. Devon needed to feel special.

Roman really needed to prove to his mate that he wasn’t like every other alpha that came before him.

As he took his clothes off, he breathed in deeply, and called up every bit of control he had.You can do this Roman. You put your omega first.

That seemed to center him enough.