Page 14 of Such a Delicious Omega (His Alpha Desires #4)

Samuel

We were still kissing as we exited the club via the employee entrance. No, it wasn’t strictly allowed, but anything that added time between Cuffed and home was a minute too much. He clung to my shoulders, allowing me to guide him to the car and help him inside. The kitchen had no doubt been busy at this time of night, but nobody had said anything to us… Although, with my omega’s tongue tangling with mine and his hands on me, I might not have noticed if they had. They certainly would not have chided me on breaking the rules. Yet another ownership perk. One of my co-owners might say something later, but I’d deal with that then.

I reached over and caught the end of Echo’s seat belt, pulled it across him, and clicked it closed. This omega was too precious to risk his safety. Closing the door, I tried to slow my racing heartbeat. I was in no state to drive until I regained control of my body and mind. My heart was already lost to him, but it didn’t have charge of the car, fortunately. Remaining where I stood, I took deep breaths of the cool night air. I’d need to be a lot more together before I risked getting into the small space where pheromones would threaten my sanity. Windows down, though, might help a little.

“You forgot this.” Talon’s deep voice cut into my erotic fog. “On your way out the back door with your guest.”

I listened for judgment but heard none as I turned to see what we’d forgotten. Our common sense maybe? At least mine. There I was, taking Echo around the club, showing him things and trying to be a dispassionate guide when there was little or no hope of that happening.

“Samuel?” He studied my face with a narrowed gaze. “Should you be driving?”

“Not yet.” I let out a forced laugh. “That’s why I’m standing here.”

“I get it. When I met my mate, I forgot everything but my name.”

“I’m George, right?” I quipped then shook my head. “How do you cope? Does the intensity wane so you can focus on other things? I mean, we haven’t even been to bed yet, and I’m a wreck. My wolf is demanding we mark him now.”

“The animals are smart. They have no conflict where mates are concerned. Actually, in most cases, they know the route to take. You should listen to him.”

“It’s not entirely up to me, you know.” I glanced into the car where Echo was watching us. How much could he hear through the closed window? “What if he doesn’t want me?”

“Aren’t you taking him home with you? Doesn’t look like a kidnapping to me.”

“No, it’s not. He is in for tonight, but I can’t mark him just because he lets me take him to bed.”

He snorted. “No, you sure couldn’t. Except, the connection between you is so strong my wolf is getting excited. That said, you know you could take him to one of the new private rooms upstairs if you are concerned about driving.”

I considered the idea, but my wolf had a fit. He wanted him in his den. Preferably permanently. “Thanks, that’s another benefit of ownership I suppose? Using a private room without a reservation?”

“Only if it’s available. We won’t throw members out, of course, but somehow it seems that there’s usually one open when we need it.”

“Maybe next time. My wolf wants him in his den. I want him in my home. And the time we’ve been talking has really helped to calm things down. I just won’t let him touch me.”

“Good choice. Also, open the car windows.”

I nodded. “Already thought of that. Hey, didn’t you say I forgot something?”

“Oh, right.” Talon reached into his pocket and pulled out a phone. “When I heard you were taking the back exit, I grabbed this from the lobby lockers.”

“Yeah, I know I shouldn’t do that. Guests use the front door.”

“But mates of owners use any door they like.” He put the phone in my hand and slapped me on the shoulder then gave a wave to the omega in the passenger seat. “Drive safe and remember communication is everything.”

“Usually it’s a lot easier to remember, but I will. This is too important to mess up.” I blinked. “What if I mess it up?”

Talon walked away, chuckling. He stopped at the doorway where his omega waited. As soon as he did, he slipped an arm around Rowan and the omega leaned in to him. “Samuel?”

“Yes?”

“You asked about intensity?” He grinned at me then looked down at his omega, eyes flaring with fire a dragon would envy. “What do you think, omega mine? Are things getting less intense after a few years?”

Rowan never looked away from the firemaster. “No. Just the opposite.”

“Since Samuel and his omega don’t want the private room…what do you say?”

“The babysitter is paid for the whole night, alpha.” They went inside and closed the door behind them, and I went around and got into the driver’s seat.

“Ready to go home?”

“They even have a family?” Echo asked. “And they’re still ready to burn up the sheets?”

“Every chance they get. I know I asked him about it, but I really didn’t have to. If the two of them, and the other owners and their mates, are any example, matings really are everything I’ve ever heard and more.”

“Wow. I guess so.”

“How much of our conversation did you hear?” I reached out and ran a finger down his cheekbone.

“All of it. Do you really think I’m your mate?”

“Yes, but that doesn’t mean you have to agree.” I had never made such a courageous statement in my life. I couldn’t draw air in my lungs waiting for his response to that. If he wasn’t sure, I’d wait, even if it killed me. If he said no…I felt like it would.

“You are my fated, my true mate I’ve waited my whole life for. Even before I realized I did. Will you mark me tonight?” He flushed. “I mean, if you want to.”

“If you did hear all of that, you know I do. But if we’re going to get home safely, no touching until we are parked in the garage. Deal?”

“Yes, deal.” He pushed himself as far away as the seat allowed. “Ready to go.”

Somehow, we managed to get there without pulling over and doing the deed on the side of the road. It wasn’t far, but it felt as if it were. With all the windows down and the moon roof open, he still smelled incredible, and every breath, every laugh, every word he said no matter how ordinary was an incitement.

My home was another purchase from my inheritance. I had bought a two-story house as close to what I wanted as I could find then made some renovations to finish it up. I came around the car and helped Echo out then led him through the darkened kitchen and up to my room. We began kissing again at the bottom of the stairs, and by the time we got to the top, our clothing littered the steps and we were naked. I hadn’t turned on any lights so far because shifter sight made it easy to see where we were going, but once I laid him on the bed, I turned on the nightstand lamp.

His skin glowed in the lamplight, and I took a moment to memorize how he looked at this moment, before we made love for the first time. Before the mating and marking. Trailing my lips along his jaw, I sucked gently at the skin on the side of his throat where I would leave my mark. “You’re sure you want this, omega?” It was irreversible, and I had to ask one more time, even if there was only one answer my wolf and I would survive.

“More than anything in my life.” He shifted restlessly under me as I explored his body with lips and tongue and teeth, hands and fingertips. Such soft skin over such toned muscles.

“But before we do, I would like to try something.”

“What is it?” His voice was breathless. “Anything.”

“Never say ‘anything’ to a dominant. Before we try real play, we’ll need to have a lot of conversation, but for tonight, maybe just a taste of spanking?” It was a big part of who I was, and I wanted him to experience that side of me. Give him one more chance to back out if he didn’t want me anymore.

“Tonight, at the club, I heard all those people talking about your mastery of the art.”

“People who will never experience it again,” I pointed out. “If we are mated.”

“Show me what will be mine.”

I nearly came on the spot. “All right.” I sat up and patted my lap. “Climb on.”

He never hesitated, merely stood up and bent over, allowing me to guide him into position. His bottom stuck up into the air, smooth and tempting, and I rested my palm on its coolness.

“Have you even been spanked before? I mean as an adult.”

“Not even as a child,” he confirmed. “You’ve got virgin ass cheeks there.”

My cock was rock-hard, jutting into his belly. But he was hard, too, and I took that as a positive sign when, after establishing a safe word, I began to warm his skin with firm strokes. If his moan at the first sharp swat was any indication, it would be the first of many satisfying sessions here and, if he consented, at the club at well. I peppered his backside with spanks meant for pleasure and not pain, his skin pinkening under my palm. Working from down to his sit spot and the tops of his thighs, I demonstrated where he could expect my spanking to land in future. Handprints merged into a smooth, pale-red glow before I stopped to check his slick.

“Omega, you are so ready for me.” And as much as I was enjoying this, we had business to attend to.

“Mmm?” He glanced over his shoulder, eyes glazed, and I shuddered. “I’m so close, alpha.”

Reaching for his cock, I gave it a squeeze then another. The angle was a little awkward, so I rolled him over facing up and continued to jerk him off, watching his expression change from dazed to wide-eyed. “Come whenever you’re ready, omega.”

“Then now.” His cum spurted into the air like a thick, warm waterfall, coating my hand and his belly. I should clean him up, but I had no time for that. Lifting him, I laid him on the edge of the bed, pushed his knees to his chest, and buried myself deep in his slick, hot channel. I stroked deep and fast, too close myself to wait, to give him the long fucking he deserved, but I would make up for that later. This was about joining us for life. Hopefully he’d remember it fondly despite my teenagery rush to fulfillment. I poured deep inside him, my knot swelling instantly, then I bent to sink my teeth into the spot where I’d licked earlier. Marking him inside and out as mine. Fate’s great gift, the other half of my soul.

When my knot shrank, I pulled him to me in a close embrace. “Sleep, omega mine.”

“Yours,” he mumbled, eyes closed, snuggling into me. “Always yours.”