Chapter 5

Chapter Five

Performance anxiety had never been an issue Adar struggled with. Until now.

Over the years, he’d helped multiple omegas through their heats, including several in the pack, like Riordan and Yitro. He’d never had complaints, though he was well aware it hadn’t been his best work either. Sexual chemistry was a fickle beast, and without that, satisfying was as good as it was going to get.

But with Oliver, the bar was much, much higher. Satisfying wouldn’t cut it. Oliver’s experience had to be perfect, which meant Adar’s performance had to be stellar, and lord almighty, that was a lot of pressure to handle.

He’d refrained from jacking off, wanting to be in prime condition when Oliver’s heat started so he at least wouldn’t have to worry about not getting it up. That, too, wasn’t a problem he encountered often, but it had happened once or twice, mostly when he’d been exhausted. Or when it had been too long since he’d had a session with Isam.

It had been eight weeks since he’d been in the club, which was much longer than he would’ve liked had he known he’d be with Oliver. But with his heat coming so soon, Adar hadn’t deemed it smart to sneak away to the city for a quick session. What if Oliver’s heat started earlier than expected, and he needed Adar? Nope. He wasn’t taking that chance.

So he’d abstained from jacking off, hoping that would at least carry him through the first day. After that, they’d have to see. Hopefully, dragon omegas released the same kind of hormones wolf omegas did during their heats, which boosted the alpha’s libido.

Now, all he could do was wait for Oliver’s text. He was doing rounds in the area where the omegas were housed, his phone in hand. Delton was ready as well and would come over as soon as Adar sent him the signal.

He’d checked with Oliver to make sure he’d be okay with Delton being there, and Oliver had once again looked at Adar with tears in his eyes—good tears, Adar was now learning to recognize. He’d do anything to see that look on his angel’s face, though it was heartbreaking to realize how little it took to make Oliver grateful. Even the smallest act of kindness was new to him, and that was a sad, sad truth.

Behind him, a branch snapped, and Adar spun. Wow, he hadn’t even noticed Sivney sneaking up on him, and judging by his quirked eyebrow, the omega had picked up on Adar’s lapse in alertness. “Nothing yet?” he asked.

“Any moment now.” Adar held up his phone. “Just waiting for his text.”

“And you made sure he knows how to text? The dragon omegas are still learning modern technology.”

Adar nodded. “Yitro taught him.”

“Good.”

“Delton is also ready to jump into action,” Adar said.

Sivney frowned. “Delton?”

Oh shit. Should Adar have checked that with Sivney as well? He hadn’t even thought of that. “He’ll be present to keep an eye on Oliver and make sure I do nothing wrong. Since Oliver can’t talk and all.”

Sivney blinked. “You asked Delton to be present the whole time?”

“Yes. Should I have asked you for permission for that? I didn’t think of it. I mean, he’s not gonna be involved. He’s just gonna watch and make sure Oliver is okay. I didn’t think that needed permission…or was I wrong?”

Sivney clicked his tongue as he slowly shook his head. “The stupidity of alphas sometimes… I can’t even.”

Stupidity? What was he talking about? “I thought it would be good to have someone there. Oliver was grateful when I asked him.”

Sivney blew out a breath. “It’s a good thing, Adar, and I commend you for thinking of it. You’re looking out for your…for Oliver, and that’s beautiful. I just wish you’d…” Another sigh. “Never mind. Not your fault.”

The sharp ping of an incoming text jolted Adar. He checked his phone. “I need to go. It’s starting.”

“Good luck. And, Adar…”

Adar looked up, his fingers already flying over the screen to respond to Oliver.

“Be kind to Delton. Don’t forget, he’s only human.”

He’s only human? What was that supposed to mean? Still, Adar nodded. He’d figure that out later. Right now, he had more important things to worry about.

Finlay and Gael stood waiting outside at the front door of Oliver’s cabin. “He’s ready for you,” Finlay said softly. “Adar, please…”

The dragon omegas had a hard time addressing alphas, so even those few words were a big thing for Finlay. Adar put a gentle hand on his shoulder. “I know. I promise I’ll take good care of him.”

“Thank you.”

“No need to thank me. Just so you know, I asked Delton to stay with us to keep an eye on Oliver, and he’ll be here in a minute or two.”

Finlay’s mouth dropped open, and he shared a look with Gael. “You asked Delton?”

Why was everyone so surprised about that? “Yes. Why shouldn’t I have?”

“I don’t know, maybe because⁠—”

A firm hand clamped over Finlay’s mouth kept him from finishing that sentence. Gael smiled sweetly at Adar. “Nothing. Ignore him. All good.”

People were acting strange today. Maybe something was in the air with multiple dragons going into heat? Whatever. He shrugged it off as he went inside, where a tantalizing smell wrapped around him, beckoning him upstairs. His cock was hard as iron before he even set foot inside Oliver’s bedroom.

His angel was stretched out on his bed, dressed in his underwear. His creamy skin was flushed, his cheeks rosy, and by the glassy look in his pretty blue eyes, Adar could tell he was already sucked into his heat.

“Adar…” Oliver sighed, pushing himself up.

He had spoken! His angel had spoken to him, and the very first word had been Adar’s name. “I’m here, angel. I’ll take good care of you.”

How should he start? He’d better let Oliver take the lead, especially until Delton got here. So he gingerly sat on the bed, but before he’d even touched the mattress, Oliver climbed onto his lap and latched onto him. He smashed their mouths together with an aggressiveness Adar hadn’t seen coming, and it took him a second to process this was happening. Oliver was kissing him.

Correct that. He was mauling him, pushing his tongue into Adar’s mouth and nipping his bottom lip with his teeth. The sharp sting of pierced skin shot straight to Adar’s cock, and he moaned. Oliver shifted his weight, gyrating as he pressed down on Adar’s erection, and he had to fight not to come.

Oliver whimpered as he repeated his movement. Shit, if he kept doing that, Adar would lose it. But telling him to stop felt wrong. Instead, he put his hands on Oliver’s shoulders. When the omega didn’t protest or show signs of discomfort, he ran them down his arms, reveling in the satiny smoothness of his skin. “You’re so beautiful, angel. The prettiest man I’ve ever seen.”

Oliver stopped moving and leaned back as he studied Adar, looking puzzled. Didn’t he believe Adar?

“I’m not lying to you. I’d never do that.”

Oliver blinked, and for a moment, his eyes grew clear.

“Ah, there you are. This must be terrifying for you, especially since you can’t talk. But I promise I’ll be good to you. You have nothing to fear.”

Oliver put his hand over Adar’s heart. “I know,” he mouthed.

“Good. Use your body to tell me what you want, angel, okay? Push me away if I do something you don’t like. Slap me if you have to. I’ll never raise a finger against you.”

A single tear escaped Oliver’s eyes. He lifted his hands to Adar’s T-shirt and tugged at the bottom.

“You want me to take this off?”

A nod.

Adar raised his arms and pulled his T-shirt over his head. Oliver put his hands on Adar’s chest, licking his lips. Adar clenched his teeth as Oliver explored his chest with a featherlight touch, quite the contrast with his earlier approach. The omega’s eyes grew cloudy, and his demeanor changed. He attacked Adar’s mouth again, and his movements grew rough, scratching and clawing at Adar.

His heat made him aggressive. Without it, he was shy and gentle, but once his heat had a grip on him, he changed. Unease filled Adar. He’d never minded rough sex, but this didn’t sit right with him. But what could he do?

Oliver caught Adar’s right nipple between his fingers and twisted it sharply. Sweet heavens, that felt good. Too good. Adar curled his hands under Oliver’s butt and lifted him, taking that delicious pressure off his cock. But Oliver must’ve interpreted it differently because he slid off Adar’s lap and tore off his underwear, ripping it in the process.

Before Adar realized what was happening, Oliver was yanking on his pants and dragging them down along with his underwear. His shoes and socks came off, and seconds later, Adar sat naked on the bed. Wow, things were moving fast now. Where was Delton? Adar needed him, needed that second opinion. Keeping his head clear when all he wanted was to fuck was even harder than he had counted on. And damn near impossible when Oliver was nothing like the shy, timid omega Adar had expected but had turned into a sex-hungry, needy man. A dirty angel.

Oliver climbed back onto his lap, reached backward, and held Adar’s cock as he lowered himself. Oh, fuck, he was gonna… Should Adar stop him?

The tip of his cock breached Oliver’s hole, sinking into the most glorious slick heat Adar had ever encountered. Too late now.

Oliver moaned as he forced himself downward, taking every inch of Adar’s considerable length until he bottomed out. Adar’s eyes crossed, and his body trembled with the effort of holding still. Oliver tapped his arm and made a gesture to continue, to move. Lord, help him.

He put his hands on Oliver’s hips and raised him, then thrust into him. Oliver hummed in approval, so Adar did it again. Fuck, he had only a few more thrusts in him before he’d go off like fireworks. He’d better make sure Oliver was there with him.

A knock on the door made him freeze. “It’s Delton. Can I come in?”

“Yes, please… Ohhhh…” His words turned into a moan when Oliver took matters into his own hands and slammed himself down on Adar’s cock.

Stars exploded before his eyes, and he only vaguely registered Delton stepping into the room. He couldn’t concentrate on him, couldn’t even think. All he could do was hang on as Oliver took what he wanted from him, impaling himself with brute force until Adar couldn’t hold on anymore. He threw his head back and cried out as he came, his release so violent his whole body shook. Wetness splashed across his stomach. Oliver had come too. Thank god. At least he hadn’t failed his angel there.

But Oliver didn’t stop. He only allowed Adar a few seconds to catch his breath before he shoved against his chest. Adar allowed himself to fall backward, and Oliver climbed on top of him, seeking Adar’s cock again. He took him in, sitting up straight with a blissful expression.

Adar turned his head sideways. Delton was sitting on the reading chair, watching them with a red face. Dressed in a button-down shirt and the same style of chinos he’d worn when Adar had talked to him in his office, he looked out of place. Had Adar been wrong to ask Delton to come?

Oliver started riding him for real, and Adar lost his train of thought. The dragon was lost to pleasure as he sank down and raised himself again, taking what he needed without Adar so much as lifting a finger. And maybe that was how it would be, Adar making his body available for Oliver’s use. Even if that was all he got to do, he was more than okay with it.

It only took a minute to bring him to the brink again, and he didn’t have a chance to fight it as Oliver took him right over. Adar growled as he unloaded again, his balls emptying with fervor. Oh shit, he needed to…

He grabbed Oliver’s hips and lifted him, but Oliver made a sound of protest. “You gotta gimme a minute, angel. My knot is forming, and I need a little time for it to come down.”

Oliver vehemently shook his head as he fought Adar’s hold on him. Adar frowned. “You want me to knot you?”

Oliver nodded, licking his lips again.

“I don’t know if…” Adar looked at Delton. “Should I? Can he take that?”

Delton dipped his head. “He can. I’ve done research in the last two days.”

Thank the earth and moon someone had. Adar hadn’t thought of that. “You sure?”

“It could soothe his first wave of need, which is the fiercest, from what I understand.”

Oliver pushed against Adar’s hands again. “Okay, angel. If that’s what you want.”

Adar let go, and Oliver settled on his cock with a look of expectation. With a slow exhale, Adar let go, and his knot swelled. Oliver whimpered as his body relaxed. Adar’s knot grew bigger than it ever had, and when it couldn’t grow any larger, Oliver’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, and he sagged. Adar caught him and laid him flat on his chest. “I’ve got you, angel.”

Oliver didn’t respond, his eyes closed and his face slack.

“Is he asleep or passed out?” Adar asked.

“Probably somewhere in the middle,” Delton said, his voice hoarse. “I talked to a few of the dragon omegas, and it’s not uncommon for them to be out of commission for an hour or two.”

“Oh, okay.” He should’ve done that research. He hadn’t been prepared for the differences between dragon and wolf omegas, and he should have been. If not for Delton, he would’ve been lost right now and maybe even out of his mind with worry. “Thank you for doing that. I should have, but I didn’t think of it.”

“All part of my job.”

Adar snorted. “I doubt doing research into dragon sex and watching people have sex is part of your job.”

A smile tugged at the corners of Delton’s mouth. Funny, but Adar had never realized how cute he was. On the small side for a beta, he had messy dark-blond hair, a short beard, and pale-blue eyes.

“I made an exception in this case.”

Adar’s eyes fell on the bag Delton had with him, which had fallen open, revealing several books. “You brought books?”

Delton shrugged. “I figured you guys might need to nap in between, so I needed something to read. I rarely go anywhere without a book.”

“Reading is not my thing.” Adar sighed. “I’m pretty dyslexic, so reading was never much fun. I do like audiobooks, but I don’t have the kind of job where I can listen to them while working.”

“No, that doesn’t go well with what you do. But we appreciate you and your team keeping us safe.”

“Well, I appreciate you being here.” He thought of the strange conversation with Sivney and the one with Finlay and Gael. “You didn’t feel like you couldn’t say no, right? When I asked you if you were willing to do this?”

Delton bit his lip, and Adar’s heart sank. Had he put too much pressure on him? He didn’t think he had, but why else would the omegas have made those cryptic remarks? And why else was Delton now hesitant to answer him? “I’m sorry if I forced you. I didn’t mean to. You can leave if you want.”

But Delton shook his head. “You didn’t pressure me into doing this, Adar. I promise. I’m here because I chose to be, because I want to be. Now you go and focus on Oliver, and I’ll be here to keep you both safe.”