Jake let out a soft horrified moan, his mouth now full of Rico’s cock. That was just sexy talk, he told himself. There was no way Rico would do that. He probably had a long line of betas waiting for him to get his strong cock inside them.

His cock didn’t care what he was thinking. Rico had grabbed it, giving it a vigorous rub, and there was nothing Jake could do to postpone his pleasure. It was enough for this alpha to touch him and he was a goner.

His eyes rolled in his head with pleasure. Rico was praising him, calling him beautiful again, and cocksucker and cum-eater, and other things that made Jake squirm and shoot again, while his mouth experienced the delicious load of an alpha for the first time in his life.

It was copious and tasty beyond Jake’s wildest dreams. He sucked and swallowed, eager to get it all inside him. He wished he’d keep it on his tongue more and play with it, but at the same time, he was feeling an intense satisfaction to swallow everything without leaving a single drop.

He dared to look up and met Rico’s intense stare. For a moment, he froze. What if Rico could tell, despite all the suppressants he was taking, that he was an omega? He’d kick him out, of course. But that would be the least of his worries. The Salazar family would come after him with everything they got, blame him for being a gold digger, bent on making one of them lose his head, and punish him accordingly.

Jake forgot all about that when Rico bent over and kissed him, just as torridly as before. Rico had a way of coaxing him to open his mouth and take this whole tongue. It was a shocking way to kiss, triumphant and claiming everything in its path.

Jake loved it. Being with an alpha, even under false pretenses, was, indeed, everything for an omega. He didn’t know what kind of omegas Rico had met in his life to develop such a strong distaste for them, but he knew one thing for sure: he wouldn’t tell Rico, or anyone else in the Salazar household, about his peculiar situation.

As long as he took his pills religiously, he’d be fine. If it was a lie, it would be bad for him. But Jake didn’t want to think about that right now, when his entire body felt so amazing, when Rico was kissing him, and when, for the first time in his life, he felt like an omega.

A strong knock on the door startled them both. Jake didn’t mean to push Rico away that hard, so he stared in horror at the alpha on the floor, his cock out and still leaking, his hair tousled – how did that happen? – and…

And a grin on his face, as big as the sky. Jake pressed his lips together not to laugh.

The knock repeated.

“Jake, are you there?” Erin complained loudly. “I’m bored. Let’s go do something fun.”

Rico pressed a finger to his lips and winked at Jake. Then he jumped to his feet with the grace of a panther and began straightening himself up at record speed.

It occurred to Jake only one moment later that he needed to do the same. “Just a moment, Erin,” Jake shouted, hoping that his shaky voice wasn’t giving him away. “Can you, um, wait for me downstairs?” He needed to give Rico enough time to disappear.

“Why?” Erin asked. “What are you doing in there?” An outraged gasp, audibly even through the door, followed. “Are you jerking off? I can tell. I can smell cum from a mile away.”

Rico grinned at him and mouthed at Jake something that could only be interpreted as ‘yes, he can’. Then, he opened the window and straddled it like it was the most natural thing to do. It only showed that he was practiced in the art of running away from difficult situations. He waved at Jake, winked and sent him a kiss, before diving out.

Jake made a move to rush after him and see that he didn’t get hurt, but Erin was now threatening to take down the door with his knocks. Quickly, he ran his hands through his hair and patted down his clothes to make sure that he looked decent enough.

He licked his lips and realized with terror that Rico’s taste still lingered on his tongue. Could that imp Erin tell that the smell of cum on Jake’s breath belonged to someone in his family? He’d die of shame before the old Salazar would kick him out.

Rubbing his lips raw didn’t help much. Looking around in hope for a solution, he noticed the small flower bouquet placed coquettishly in a tiny bowl. Without thinking twice, he grabbed it, took in the exquisite scent and bit hard on the little crowns.

Bad idea. The flowers’ natural perfume was too much on his tongue and he put them down. Now he was rubbing his tongue helplessly.

And he needed to get the door.

Erin had both his fists up when Jake opened the door in his face. The suspicious look on the youngster’s face was a bit too much to handle. If Erin asked at point blank anything about what happened, Jake worried he might end up blurting out the truth.

“Finally,” Erin said, rolling his eyes. “Let’s get rolling, baby.”

Jake grunted. “Don’t call me ‘baby’.”

“It’s just a way of saying,” Erin replied. He threw a set of keys in the air and caught it deftly. “How good a driver are you?”

“Decent, I’d say.”

“Good. Let’s go. I’ll tell you where.”

So his employment was starting and not on the right foot, no matter what the old Salazar wanted.

“Does your father know?” he asked.

Erin snorted. “He only cares about me not getting hurt. Come on, I bet that’s what he told you.”

The imp was right. Jake sighed and followed the youngster outside.

***

Jake didn’t feel nervous at the wheel usually. He didn’t have a car of his own, but he’d driven trucks, sedans, even utility vehicles, so he thought he was well versed in what driving entailed. However, the aggressive roar coming from the engine of Erin’s car – was it his or had the boy just grabbed it from the family’s fleet? – made him feel like a rider getting ready to tame a wild stallion.

When they started out in the street, Erin squealed in delight. Jake squeezed the wheel with all his might. The immediacy of the car’s response to each of his actions needed some getting used to. But once they peeled out into the main street, he understood why people were crazy about this kind of cars.

It was an amazing vehicle. Horsepower by the boatload under the hood, a powerful engine, and a low guard that kept them glued to the street while the speedometer went wild.

“Get out of here,” Erin exclaimed and punched him in the shoulder. “I thought you’d be so damn cautious, like a grandma with the wrong prescription glasses.”

Jake knew he needed to slow down. That sort of car could really seduce a driver and make them lose their head.

“Ah, what are you doing?” Erin complained right away as the car slowed down significantly.

“I’m keeping you safe, per your dad’s instructions,” Jake said. “Where did you say you wanted to go?”

Erin grinned ear to ear. “The Farsadi district.”

Jake didn’t like that grin. “What’s in the Farsadi district?”

“The best omega clubs,” Erin said promptly.

“Omega clubs?” This was the first time Jake was hearing of such things.

“Yes. It is where they go to hunt for an alpha. Unofficially.”

“Do you wish to get married so quickly?” Jake asked. He supposed that a family as powerful as the Salazars would care about the alliances that could be struck through marriage. “Wait a little. Your brothers should get married first.”

Erin snorted loudly through his nose. “Married? No freaking way. I’m just looking to get my dick wet.”

“But--” Jake tried to argue.

“A beta like you wouldn’t understand.” Erin squeezed his crotch. “An alpha needs to fuck.”

“What if you get an omega pregnant?”

Erin gave Jake a look of disbelief. “I know how to use a condom, Jake.”

“I don’t like this,” Jake said.

“I wouldn’t expect you to like it. But if you can handle waiting for me while I’m doing my stuff, we’ll be golden, trust me.”

Jake didn’t like that, either. What kind of clubs were those? He had never heard of them until now. But he had never set foot in the Farsadi district, either; too expensive for the likes of him.

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