Page 84 of Alpha Awakened

Hazard blushed. “I... Yeah. If that’s okay.”

“Of course it is.” He set Hazard on his feet next to the bed. “Do whatever you need to do to get comfortable.”

Hazard pulled out the pillow, hoodie, and blankets Ice had stuffed in his duffel for him. The bed smelled like Ice — whichwas perfect — but he needed his own scent on it too. He kicked his shoes off. He was about to strip out of his clothes when Ice stepped close.

“Let me,” he said in a low voice.

A heartbeat away from preening at the attention, Hazard went still and let Ice undress him. Ice gripped the hem of his sweatshirt and pulled it over his head.

“In the nest?” he asked.

Hazard shook his head. “That’s okay. I have enough stuff with my scent in there.”

Ice continued on. He unknotted the drawstring on his sweatpants before pushing them down. Hazard stepped out of them. Since Ice hadn’t put any underwear or socks on him before leaving the barracks, he was left standing there nude.

Ice nodded at the bed. “Go on.”

Naked, Hazard laid down on the bed. He squirmed and rolled around, getting his scent on the sheets. When he felt satisfied with his efforts, he lay on his back, one knee bent and slightly raised. He looked up at Ice. The alpha was watching him, his dark eyes glowing with amber fire as he raked them over Hazard.

Hazard felt no shame in his nudity, especially not with Ice looking at him like he wanted to eat him up. And the heat within him was building, the wave he’d been holding back swiftly engulfing him from head to toe. He burned. He needed Ice now.

“Ice, please. I can’t wait anymore.”

At his plea, Ice started removing his clothes. His boots came off first. He was about to toss his shirt to the side when Hazard sat up.

“Wait. Can I have it?” The bed already smelled like the captain, but he wanted a piece of him in it as well — something directly off of his body.

Ice held out the shirt. “Here you go.”

Hazard took it and brought it to his nose first, breathing in deep. Then, he carefully folded the shirt and tucked it under his pillow. He wanted it close.

After watching Hazard add the shirt to his nest, Ice finished undressing until he was nude. Except for the mask.

Hazard felt a pang of disappointment but he let it go. This was more than he ever thought he’d get to experience with the captain. He’d deal with the mask staying on. For the first time, he was seeing Ice’s naked body. The alpha was built solid and strong. Impossibly broad chest and wide shoulders. Thickly muscled arms that were both covered with tattoos from wrist to elbow. Hazard was curious about them, but now wasn’t the time to ask. He let his gaze slip down Ice’s torso. To his cock.

Hazard licked his lips when he saw it. Fat and heavy, already wet with pre-cum on the arrow shaped head. The balls nestled beneath were covered in the palest fuzz. He realized that must mean that Ice was blond. But thoughts of Ice’s hair color flew out of his head when the alpha kneeled on the bed. His cock swayed with the movement, Hazard watching it as if he was hypnotized by the thick, veiny length. That would be inside him soon, quenching all of the need that raged within him.

Ice reached out to gently cup his face.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have abandoned you.”

“It’s okay, Ice. You’re with me now.”

Ice shook his head. “No. You’re going to call me Royce. While we’re here, I don’t want to hear any other name out of your mouth. Understood?”

“Yes, Royce.”

“Good.” Royce leaned in and kissed him.

Hazard easily parted his lips, letting Royce’s tongue slip inside to stroke his own. Kisses from Royce felt more right than any kiss he’d shared with anyone else.

“Dylan,” he whispered when they separated. He wanted to be called by his given name while they were together like this too.

Royce nodded. “Dylan.”

He brought their lips together in another kiss. With a little pressure, Royce got him to lay back down. Royce settled in between his thighs to lay on top of him, resting on his elbows to hold up some of his weight. It was wonderful but Dylan needed more. His body needed more. He rocked his hips up, whispering a plea every time there was a breath of space between their lips.

“Please, Royce. Please.”