Miller Towers Penthouse

Ethan did not know how he made it to his private residence as he carried the omega that had set his rut into motion inside his luxurious pad.

“I don’t know how you were able to pass yourself off as an alpha but since I need an omega you’ll do for now.”

Ethan began to peel the clothing on Ian one at a time as he took in the chiseled abs on the pale skin. Laying on the bed in a daze, Ian watches as he sees his clothes being taken off by a stranger, his mind completely taken over by the urge to fulfill his needs. His glazed eyes took in the thick long length of Ethan.

“It seems you work out a lot, let’s hope that translates to great sex.”

The pants and boxers were the last to come off as Ethan took his time to take in his fill of the short slender dick that was dripping cum, covered in syrupy wetness. Smooth pale thighs gave off a sweet scent that seemed to come from the opening within the rectum.

Powerless against his instinct Ethan bent his head and took a deep whiff of his wet entrance, he then began to lap at the wetness that kept running like rivulets of water.

“MO-MORE!!!”

Something within Ethan snapped when he heard Ian's moans, the alpha lost the last bit of self-control that he had as he held both legs up to roughly penetrate the opening Ian, pounding the wet tightness. Consumed by raw lust and desire, a small protrusion emerged from under the base of Ethan’s cock locking it in place.

“S-STOP IT HURTS!” 

Ian’s body shook violently, tears ran down his cheeks as he pleaded with Ethan, his senses assaulted by both pain and pleasure as he felt the hot load from Ethan’s cock.