Page 106 of The Feral Alpha

“Mine,” Rex whispered. “I want to open you up and sit you down on my cock. Make you scream when I fuck inside you.”

Olson bit his lip, clutching at his alpha. “You make me so wet.”

Rex pushed his hand down the inside of Olson’s sweatpants, lightly fondling his cock. It grew hard against his fingers and sent jolts of bliss up Olson’s spine.

“I want to open you and put another baby inside you,” Rex growled in his ear. “Pump you full of come. Ruin your pretty hole so it’s all mine.”

“Fuck.” Olson shuddered and spread his legs.

It was all the invitation Rex needed to ease Olson’s pants down his legs, laying him on his side on the couch.

Rex covered Olson with his body and leaned in to suck hot kisses down Olson’s neck, his own zipper rasping.

Then the wet tip of his cock pushed between Olson’s cheeks and slid in easily, stretching Olson as it slid home.

“Mine,” Rex groaned. “Tight. Ready for come.”

“You’re always so big,” Olson panted.

Rex pushed in, slow but firm, until Olson gripped his arm tight and almost came.

“Fuck. Fuck, I can’t last long with you inside me,” Olson whimpered.

Rex growled. He thrust in shallowly, making sure to grind up against Olson’s prostate. Olson shuddered beneath him. “I want you to come around my cock,” Rex growled. “Want to fuck you ‘til you come and come and all you know is me.”

“Oh, gods. Yes.”

Rex pressed deeper. And deeper. Gently but so deep, until Olson writhed and wheezed and his body sucked down his alpha’s cock, his own length achingly hard.

“I’m going to give you my come,” Rex growled in his ear. Olson came with a muffled cry, clenching around his alpha.

Rex groaned. He bit lightly into Olson’s shoulder and began moving faster, short, shallow thrusts. Olson reached down to squeeze the rest of Rex that wasn’t inside him, and Rex snarled.

“Want to knot you,” Rex growled. “Breed you.”

“Please.”

Rex groaned, burying his face against Olson’s neck as he came. Olson felt every pulse; Rex’s knot swelled in his fist, hot and hungry, and Olson blushed all over, just imagining it inside him.

They panted together, Rex dropping kisses wherever he could reach. “Mine, mine, mine.”

“All yours.”

Rex laced their hands together, their rings brushing against each other like a promise. Olson’s heart skipped.

They’d gotten married in a small ceremony in Olson’s dads’ backyard. All of their parents had attended—Rex’s dad, Olson’s dads, and George’s parents. Olson’s papa had walked him down the makeshift aisle. Varrick had been tasked with holding Emmy back from immediately handing out all his butt blessings. Olson’s friends and employees had attended; the Danger Alphas had been there, too. Surprisingly, Niall had shown up, his hands tucked into his hoodie. Aaren had attended, and so had Olson’s best friend, Linus.

It had been a quiet affair, peaceful and happy. Olson hadn’t been sure if Rex would be comfortable with the number of guests, but after he’d told Rex that these were people who all wanted to see them happy, Rex had relaxed and enjoyed himself.

And now they were married.

Finally.

Rex slowly pulled out, the hot, slippery slide of his cock accompanied by a wet trickle.

Olson huffed. “I guess there wasn’t much point trying to keep the couch clean,” he said dryly. “I think I remember what each stain was from. Like that one was from me kneeling on the couch. This one you pinned me flat.”

Rex grinned and pushed the trickle of come back into Olson’s hole. “Mine.”