Page 86 of Alpha Awakened

“Better?”

Dylan nodded. “Yes,” he breathed out on a shuddering exhale. There was no comparison between how wonderful he felt now and the weak satisfaction of his solo orgasms.

“Good. Stay relaxed for me. Catch your breath,” Royce guided as he continued to caress him.

Tucked into the cradle of Royce’s big body, Dylan drew in a deep breath, then slowly let it out. He repeated the action a few times more until he no longer felt as if he’d just sprinted down a race track. His heat was far from over but for the moment, he was calm and sated.

While he was settling, Royce pulsed his hips back and forth in small, short movements. Of course. He was having a knotted orgasm. It was going to go on for a while. Dylan could feel the liquid heat of Royce’s release spilling into him. He squeezed his inner muscles around the alpha’s cock once, coaxing forth more of his seed. Royce groaned.

“Do that again.”

Dylan did. Now that he’d had his release, it was time to make sure his alpha knew he’d taken good care of him and given him what he needed.

“You were amazing,” he said softly. “Fucked me so good. Made me come so hard.” He wiggled his hips, enjoying the tug of Royce’s knot on his entrance. “Love having you locked inside me.” Feeling soft and warm and replete, he turned his head to look at Royce over his shoulder. His brown eyes were filled with satisfaction. “Kiss me, alpha,” he whispered.

Royce leaned down to meet him. They kissed long and slow, Dylan clenching down every so often to make Royce groan with pleasure against his lips.

After about fifteen minutes, Royce’s knot went down. But since his body was responding to the heat pheromones Dylan was sending out, he stayed semi-hard.

Because he’d had such a satisfying orgasm, and been knotted, Dylan wasn’t immediately taken over by another wave of heat. But eventually, it started again. His body started to warm, cock twitching back to hardness. He squeezed his thighs together, antsy with arousal. “Royce...”

“I’m here.”

Still inside him, Royce started rocking his hips as his shaft grew fully hard once more. He started off slow, gradually gathering speed and force until he was fucking him just as hard and furious as before. Royce gripped Dylan’s hip with a big hand, holding him still for his thrusts.

A sharp canine nipped at his ear. Dylan shivered at the small pain but didn’t shy away from it. Royce continued on, sucking and biting down the line of his throat. Something in the back of Dylan’s mind tried to remind him that an alpha’s teeth on his throat could have consequences. But in that moment, Royce rolled him the rest of the way onto his front. Dylan cried out, his thoughts scattering as Royce sank in deeper than before in the new position.

“Hole tight and silky,” Royce said with the hint of a growl behind each word. “Perfect. Made just for me.”

Dylan noted the change in his voice. It was rougher, dropping down to a lower register.

Royce held him in place with one hand on his hip, the other on his shoulder. Dylan couldn’t move even if he wanted to. All he could do was lay there and be fucked, cock pressed to the mattress, the slap of skin on skin ringing in his ears.

He was sweaty and hot. The smell of sex and the scent of his alpha filled his nose with each inhale. Royce’s scent was all over him. But it was more than his usual cedar scent. It was laced with the sharpness of an alpha’s claim. No other alpha would dare come near his den with the scent of an alpha rutting with his omega in the air.

Royce’s voice deepening. The change in his scent. The care and possessiveness he was showing. Royce wasn’t doing this out of obligation. Dylan realized that the alpha was fully in rut because of him.

At that realization, Dylan exploded into climax, fingers gripping and twisting the sheets, toes curling, mouth open as he panted. His cock throbbed with it, spilling cum on the sheets under him.

Through the fog of his orgasm, he felt Royce go stiff behind him. He didn’t knot this time, but he still filled Dylan up with a flood of cum. So much that it leaked out of him with each of Royce’s gradually slowing thrusts.

“So good,” Dylan slurred, exhausted and drunk on pleasure. “So...” Before he could finish his sentence, another wave overtook him. But it wasn’t a wave of heat. This wave was dark and comforting. It pulled at him and he sank into it. Eyelids too heavy to keep open, he fell asleep, safe beneath his alpha.

* * *

When Dylan’s entire body went lax, Royce realized he’d fallen asleep. He carefully withdrew from him. Dylan didn’t so much as stir. It wasn’t long before he was softly snoring. Royce lay there beside him, filled with fondness as he watched him sleep.

When he’d arrived at the cabin, he’d opened the windows to air it out, put the food away, then settled on the couch to read the book he’d purchased. It was informative, teaching himeverything necessary to care for an omega in heat. Still, he’d fully planned to stay at his cabin alone.

That changed when he heard the distant howl of Hazard calling for him. He’d resisted the first call. And the second. Then came the third howl, plaintive and hurt and demanding. He’d shuddered in physical reaction to that desperate cry. His feet had been stuffed in his boots and he’d had his keys in hand before he was even consciously aware that he was moving. His omega needed him. He couldn’t leave him there alone.

And now, he had Dylan here. Safe in his arms. His body’s needs were sated, even if it was only for a few hours.

He didn’t think they’d be in any trouble with Ortiz. She’d been satisfied to see that they both consented to spend Hazard’s heat together. If there was some other issue, he’d handle it when they got back to base. For the next couple of days, his only concern was satisfying the man sleeping so trustingly in his bed.

Whatever Dylan needed when he woke, he would give it to him.

Chapter 34