Page 44 of Temporary Omega

If he hadn’t been completely in love with Lincoln before, those words would have tipped him over the edge.

Frank had never really worried about him during sex. He got off, and well, Luca had to chase his own orgasm quick before Frank got his or he was on his own.

“I am more ready than you can even imagine,” Luca said, placing a quick kiss on Lincoln’s lips. “You know you can put me down, I must be getting heavy.”

“Never,” Lincoln said simply. But still placed him gently on the bed, and Luca realized they were standing in Lincoln’s room.

Luca took a quick glance around the room and smiled. It wasn’t exactly what he expected, but it suited Lincoln Although thinking about it, he wasn’t sure what he thought Lincoln’s room would look like. All bachelor-y he supposed. But that wasn’t the case at all, it was done in shades of blue, and was quite welcoming, with the huge California king taking pride of place.

“Nice room,” Luca murmured.

“You can change anything you want,” Lincoln said simply.

Fuck, the alpha was going to be holding Luca’s heart in his hands if he kept saying things like that.

“Now why would I do that?” Luca replied.

“Because this was mine and I want it to look like ours,” Lincoln replied.

Yup. Dead and gone… he was so dead and gone for the alpha. And Luca had a feeling it was a safe place to be.

Luca knew could get lost in everything that was Lincoln Wentworth, it should have scared him. But every time, Lincoln looked at him like he was something precious, a look he had never received from anyone before. Certainly not Frankie. It was intoxicating and dizzying being on the receiving end of such complete devotion.

Every time Lincoln looked at him felt as if he was flying and couldn’t get his feet back on the ground, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to. If it meant feeling the way he did, because of the man standing before him.

Luca gazed into Lincoln’s eyes and his heart began racing. What Lincoln did to him, how he felt, the way they got here, it all felt like a fairy tale and even though Luca knew that fairy tales didn’t happen in real life, apparently finding his very own prince charming did.

Luca took his trench coat off and tossed it aside, followed by the t-shirt he had on. Taking his pants off was a little trickier with his bump but he wasn’t so big that he was incapable of it. When he had nothing but his briefs on, he was attacked by nerves. Especially when he looked up to see Lincoln still fully dressed, standing completely still, his eyes laser-focused on Luca.

“Perfect. So beautiful and perfect,” Lincoln said. Luca’s breath caught at the need he saw in Linc’s eyes as he took in his body.

It emboldened him like nothing else could have, “I think one of us is wearing too many clothes.”

If Luca hadn’t seen it himself, he would have said no one could get rid of their clothes so quickly. And Lincoln tossed them aside like they were rags, not the five thousand dollar Henry Poole & Co bespoke suit that was tailored to perfection.

If Luca had found it difficult not to stare when Lincoln was fully clothed, he found it was impossible to tear his gaze away from a practically nude Lincoln. And he was Luca’s to feast on.

Lincoln was magnificent, a work of art. His dilated gaze took in Lincoln’s wide shoulders, down over the lighter colored curls liberally sprinkling his muscular torso. His washboard flat stomach was like something carved into a statue, its definition damn near flawless. And where the band of his Calvin Klein boxer shorts encircled his lean hips and struggled to contain one very aroused alpha.

Luca licked his lips just thinking about what was hidden beneath those boxer shorts, not that he had to work hard to imagine. Since Lincoln junior was at attention for Luca.

Lincoln’s groan had Luca reluctantly lifting his eyes from the not so hidden treasure in those boxers, to meet Linc’s gaze.

“You’re killing me,” Lincoln growled, his voice deeper than Luca had ever heard it.

Lincoln’s eyes pinned him as he stalked towards the bed. Luca couldn’t call it walking because the laser focus Linc had on him, was like a predator after its desired prey. And in this case, he was willing to be prey. He wanted to be caught.

Lincoln strolled closer and since he was now barefoot, he hardly made a sound. The quiet felt electrified, the silence speaking volumes of their need. Lincoln's smile of appreciation as he took in Luca’s bare body was damn near wolfish, predatory in his admiration.

Lincoln got on the bed and blanketed Luca’s body, but before he knew what was happening, their roles were reversed, with Luca on top and Lincoln’s back to the mattress.

Lincoln made a husky sound low and deep in his throat, his lean hands curving around Luca’s hips bringing Luca’s body against Linc’s aroused cock as he lifted Luca up against him.

“Hi,” Luca beamed down at Linc.

“Hey there,” Lincoln smiled back at him. “I think this may be the best view I’ve ever had.”

“Bet you use that line on all the omegas,” Luca teased.