***
The alpha was laughing while pulling him down an empty alley, under a weak light. Jake didn’t protest as he found himself with his back pressed against the brick wall. His body trembled with the adrenaline surge caused by the fight, but that wasn’t the sensation that dominated everything else.
Even in that pale sickly yellow light, the stranger’s face appeared handsome and alluring in a dangerous way.
“I had that one in the bag, but I appreciate the help. You’re quite the looker, aren’t you, big guy?” The alpha grabbed his biceps and squeezed them through the jacket. “Damn, you’re built like a brick shithouse.”
Jake mumbled a thanks that he barely heard.
The alpha laughed and leaned closer. Jake could barely breathe while the stranger sniffed him.
“You know what’s weird?” His voice was so close, yet Jake heard it as if he were underwater. “I thought I sensed a smell when we were inside. Like lilies. But you don’t wear any weird cologne.”
Jake froze. He was aware of his own omega smell. That was another trick his fate had played on him, giving him such a powerful scent. The doctor had assured him that the heat suppressants would turned down his scent so he didn’t end up in strange situations.
“But I must have imagined it,” the alpha continued. “There is no way you’re an omega, big guy. Right?”
Jake couldn’t talk. His jaw was clenched.
“Nah, you can’t be,” the alpha continued, running his fingers slowly across Jake’s jawline, brushing against his stubble. He was so close, he smelled so good. Jake worried he might die via auto-combustion or self-implosion. “You must be a beta, ‘cause I don’t feel like punching you like I feel whenever I encounter another alpha that’s not family.”
“Yes,” Jake eventually forced out of his mouth. “A beta. Sir. Alpha.”
A whine climbed out his throat. He should be careful what he said. Next thing he’d know, he’d be on hands and knees, presenting his ass and demanding to be filled.
Filled with an alpha’s cock. Jake breathed hard.
“Hush, beta,” the alpha cooed. “I won’t hurt you.”
Wasn’t that hilarious? Jake knew even an alpha would have to work hard to hurt him.
Hurting wasn’t on the alpha’s mind. His lips pressed against Jake’s mouth violently, forcing it open.
It was a good thing that the alpha had him pinned to the brick wall behind him, because otherwise, he would’ve ended on the ground, melted into a puddle from a kiss.
What a kiss. Jake could feel his eyes rolling in his head, while the alpha’s tongue tasted better than honey in his mouth.
“I’m not the sort to leave debts unpaid,” the alpha whispered against his lips before biting them playfully. “I like sturdy boys like you, who can take it. Too bad I’m in a hurry and can’t do all I want right now. So this will do for now.”
Jake had no idea what the alpha meant by that, but when he felt a deft hand working his fly, he knew he was doomed.
He didn’t resist and didn’t protest while the alpha put one hand inside his pants and started stroking his cock. All this time, they kept on kissing. Jake was aware that he was drooling, but he couldn’t stop himself. The alpha didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he was rubbing his mouth against Jake’s, the roughness of his upper lip scratching Jake’s sensitive lips in the most delicious way.
“That’s it, big guy, that’s it,” the alpha encouraged him while Jake moaned helplessly. “Here you go. Too bad I can’t see your load. I bet you come like a fucking hose.”
He most likely was coming like a fucking hose. His body drained itself in the alpha’s hand. And he ended on his ass on the ground once the other stopped holding him.
Jake looked up. The alpha was laughing, wiping his hand on his own chest. “I’ll smell of you all evening. What do you say about that, big guy?”
Jake had no idea what to say.
“What’s your name, sweet beta?” the alpha asked, leaning forward, raining his scent again on the poor omega who’d never experienced the touch of an alpha until now.
Jake mumbled his name, not thinking once to lie.
“Good. See ya then,” the alpha said playfully and bent from the waist to grab Jake’s chin and give him one last, torrid kiss.
Jake sat there for a while, long after the alpha’s steps faded in the distance. Had whatever happened really… happened?
His body felt rested. He had never felt like this. The alpha’s smell was now imprinted on his mind, and he’d use it to get though his heat, even if only through the power of his imagination.
tbc

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