The Ugly Omega

8.

That single phrase seemed to be igniting something in Rico, because he grabbed Jake’s hips hard after letting go of his spent cock. Jake moaned even as he was getting down from his orgasm high, because he could feel Rico’s cock, pulsing and real, poking his crack.

“You know just what to say to make me crazy,” Rico confessed breathlessly. “Fuck, it’s going to be a little rough, but you’re one mad mofo to tease me like this.”

Jake had no idea what Rico was talking about. He wanted, no, he needed, to feel his alpha’s cock inside him, and everything in his mind that had the tiniest resemblance with a rational thought was gone now. He moaned and bucked back his ass, knowing that Rico would take it as an invitation.

Fear no longer lived inside his mind. It was only a vague sensation that he should worry about being this intimate with an alpha. The rest of him imperiously demanded to be mated, to be pushed down and owned like he was where he truly belonged.

Rico didn’t hesitate. He took a step back only to grab Jake’s balls from behind and give them a friendly squeeze before his fingers, now coated with something, lotion or some other thing from the bath products Jake had noticed lined up on a small shelf inside the shower for easy use, sank inside the ass that was expecting the penetration.

It was electric. That was his first sensation, followed quickly by intense heat. Rico wasn’t even inside him yet with his cock. His fingers alone had the power to make Jake bend from the waist and offer his ass like a bitch in heat.

“Babe,” Rico said, “you are so damn hot. Fuck, you’re on fire. Do you have any idea how fast you’re swallowing my fingers with your ass? It’s like you’re hungry for them. For real now, have you never been fucked?”

His ass had to look like it belonged to someone with a lot more sexual experience under his belt than him. But Jake couldn’t bring himself to lie about that, too.

“Never.” That only word came out like whine. It horrified and exalted him at the same time to hear his own voice like that. He did recognize it as his, but it was also different, altered by Rico’s mere presence.

“Then you must really like me,” Rico said with a low chuckle that sent pleasurable shivers up his spine.

To make matters worse – or better – Rico caressed Jake’s spine slowly, while he continued to work his asshole with his fingers. Not only Jake could tell that his ass, which usually was tight and not that easy to convince to cooperate when he used dildos during his heat, was opening wide, allowing Rico to add another finger and then another.

“Babe, you have one naughty ass,” Rico exclaimed. “Look at it swallowing half of my hand. You’re better than all the beta boys I’ve ever fucked in my life. Seriously, not one comes close to it.”

“Maybe,” Jake breathed out, “it’s just that… I’m new.”

Rico wrapped one hand around Jake’s nape. “Nah, it’s not that. Or not only that.”

The warm water poured slowly down Jake’s back, adjusted to fit what they were about to do.

“Damn, you gotta love these hips,” Rico added, grabbing Jake hard again. His fingers didn’t cause pain. They did, however, a great job out of manifesting Rico’s desire. Jake, as foolish as he believed himself to be for wanting and agreeing to this, could tell that this powerful alpha wanted him. Him, the secret omega. The ugly omega.

How could Rico prefer someone like him over omegas like the one Erin had fucked at the club and then brought home as a hostage? Jake couldn’t even start to pretend to understand it. But it had to be the truth because Rico was behind him, making him moan and feel like his knees were melted butter simply by fingering his hole.

“Fuck, I can’t take it any longer,” Rico said out loud. “I’m coming in, Jake. Get ready for it, babe. I’m not small by any means.”

Didn’t he know it? Jake craved it, the big tool between Rico’s legs. If it were possible, he’d kiss it and suck it and take it up the ass all at the same time.

He gasped as Rico pushed his cock in. It was so different from mere fingers! First of all, it was huge. It seemed so much larger than what Jake had seen and taken in his mouth. Had Rico changed his mind and was now using his fist?

“Wow, babe, how come you’re still so tight? You must’ve told me the truth about how much of a virgin your ass is.”

He had, and now they both had the proof that it might not be so easy for Rico to fuck him. Jake wanted to cry in frustration, because he wanted to be a good omega for his alpha, and now his ass, big, muscular, not at all like an omega’s soft and silky ass, was refusing to receive the alpha’s cock.

“No worries,” Rico promised. “I’ll go in slowly.”

It did help some. Jake could tell that his ass was giving in. The size of an alpha’s cock was no joke. Now that was something for him to bear in mind for the future. Provided that there would be a future for him. If Rico could tell he was an omega and that he’d been deceived all this time, Jake would be in for a rude awakening. The Salazars wouldn’t be so merciful. In Jake’s mind, the lie became monstrous, and even then, he couldn’t stop.

“Talk to me, Jake,” Rico cooed. “I want to hear you all the time. How does my cock feel inside you?”

“Big,” Jake moaned.

“Good. It is big. What else?”

“It feels… good.”