"Do you ever see how sexy you look when we yell and scream at each other? Nobody wants war in the nighttime. Your lips are like wine to mine. We should just calm down and fuck sometime."
~Johnny Rain, '...Fuck'
"Fuck," I groan breathlessly, rocking my hips forward. A cloud of pleasure fogs my mind, and all I can think about is pleasing the writhing boy beneath me.
"Lucca," he whines, pushing his ass back to meet my thrusts. Growling, I place my hand against his throat, making him gasp as his eyes flash gold.
"So fucking greedy," I growl, and he releases a high-pitched whine.
"P-Please... fuck me harder!" He pleads, wrapping his soft hands around my larger one and pressing it harder against his throat. I squeeze, shivering in delight as his eyes roll back and more slick pours out of his tight hole.
"You're already so fucking wet for me," I taunt him darkly. "Look at you, begging for more of my cock."
"Yes! Please, I-I need it!"
Another blast of his pheromones hits my nostrils, and I begin pounding into him harder. His walls clench around me as his back arches off the bed.
"Fuck, yes!" He sobs, completely falling apart beneath me. The air is thick with heat and lust, making it impossible to think about anything other than fucking him into the mattress.
The strong scent of oranges and caramel is dizzying. My hands roam the expanse of his soft skin, so smooth and creamy. Everything about this feels so wrong, yet... so right.
He locks his glowing eyes with mine, parting his lips to showcase his extended canines. Hesitancy grips me momentarily before he yanks me down to him. My nose falls against the crook of his neck where his pheromones are strongest, and all logic flies out the window. My gums ache as my canines heave out, and I plunge my teeth into his neck.
The Omega screams; his cum shooting in between our bodies. His cries are muffled when he buries his teeth into my neck, causing me to violently hit my release inside of him.
I gently remove my canines, breathing a sigh of relief when the fog in the room begins to dissipate. Exhaustion hits me, and my vision fades to black.
Where the fuck am I?
My body aches as I try to move, as if all of my energy had been sucked out of me.
Squinting, I sit up with a groan and try to rub the sleep out of my eyes. What the hell happened last night? I look down at myself, frowning when I realize that I'm completely naked. The sheets are rumpled around me, covered in... wait, what the fuck?
"Mhm," a sleepy groan makes my heart leap into my throat. Did I go home with someone last night? No... no, I didn't even go out. I came straight home after work. But, someone knocked at my door. Who...?
The small body next to mine rolls over, and I gasp from shock.
My shock only worsens when I realize he's also completely naked; his brown, fluffy hair messy from the night before. My eyes fall on the space between his neck and his shoulder, and my stomach drops as memories of what happened in the nighttime floods into my mind.
No, no, no, no.
Reaching up to my neck, I wince when my fingers run over the bite marks there. Holy shit. We marked each other.
Fuck, fuck, shit, fucking shit.
This wasn't supposed to happen. We were never supposed to... god dammit! Ryland's going to kill me. Landon's going to kill me. Ronnie, Lia, Lyn... hell, even Xander is going to kill me!
I'm so fucked.
I never wanted this. Never wanted to succumb to the so-called 'destiny' the Moon bitch laid out for me. Having a mate was the last thing in the world I wanted, let alone a fucking marked mate.
But it's too late. Because the Omega lying beside me is undoubtedly carrying my mark, just as I now carry his.
Kai sleeps peacefully in my bed as I press my palms against my forehead, trying to will away the obnoxious pounding. Bits and pieces of last night continue to flash back to me, but one question still remains.
How the fuck did we end up here?
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