9. Sergey

9

SERGEY

B y the time I get to the hotel, Heller has texted me and said he’s already waiting outside my room. My heart races. The way he grinded against Emery while staring at me across the room drove me wild. I have to adjust my pants in the elevator just thinking about it. And his body felt so good while we danced together. I thought he might balk when I tried to join him and Emery, but he kept going like it was the most natural thing in the world. His confidence was absolutely mesmerizing.

This is probably why Cy warned me Heller doesn’t date. He’s special. It’s wise to remember that this can’t be more than a one-night thing.

The elevator takes forever to get to my floor. When it slides open, Heller is leaning against my hotel room door with a sexy little smile on his face. I can’t help but smile back. It’s been far too long since an omega looked at me like that.

“You know what I realized on the way over here?” Heller says.

“What?” I get out my key card and hold it to the door. The room is a simple one with nothing but a queen bed, a dresser, and a tiny closet. I wasn’t sure how long I’d be staying here, so I went with the cheapest option they had available.

Heller slinks over to me and slides his hands up my chest. My skin tingles under the warmth of his fingers. “I don’t know much about you.”

That surprises me. I assumed Heller wouldn’t want to know anything about me because he prefers to keep things casual with his lovers. Maybe Cy was wrong.

“What do you want to know? I already mentioned that I’m a welder from Albuquerque, and half penguin shifter, half polar bear shifter. If you want to know my age, I’m officially thirty, as of a month ago. I own a bungalow in Albuquerque. My main hobby is traveling. I’ve been to every continent in the world?—"

Heller presses a finger to my lips. “Shhhh. I already know you’re the most eligible bachelor that ever bachelored. I meant what do you like in bed?” His fingers glide down my torso, slipping underneath the hem of my T-shirt. I take in a sharp breath as they ghost against the bare skin of my abdomen. “What do you want to do to me, Sergey?” He bites his lip in this playful, seductive way. The whole thing is surreal. It’s like I’m being seduced by a siren or something. Usually, I’m the one doing the seducing.

“What do you want?” I ask.

He smiles and scrunches up his nose. “That’s cheating. I asked first, so you have to answer first. What secret, dirty desires do you have?” He leans in and takes my bottom lip between his teeth, sucking on it. At the same time, he gently traces his fingers across my nipples. I can’t think. I’m too lost in sensation.

Then he stops, his teeth releasing my lip, and his hands retreating from under my shirt. “I like making people feel good. It’s my thing.”

He really is special. This is probably why men have a hard time letting him go.

“What if I want to make you feel good too?” I ask.

He shrugs. “I get off on giving a guy something he’s never had the chance to try before. It’s exciting for me.”

I think of the way we were dancing with Emery. That’s something I’ve never been able to do with a guy before. I’ve always wanted to watch my boyfriend have sex with another guy, but humans don’t go for that sort of thing.

Heller shut sex with Emery down, though.

“What are your limits?” I ask.

“No pain play, no scat, no watersports, and you aren’t allowed to tie me up. I’m fine with a little role play, even with a bit of degradation or humiliation mixed in. I’m even fine with exhibitionism. I’m a member of a club where we could do that and not get into trouble. But I want everything to be legal.”

I feel a little intimidated. Heller clearly has a lot more experience than I do. I like the idea of going to a club with him and fucking him in front of a group of people. But I’ve done all that before. Heller gets off on giving a guy a new experience. I want him to be satisfied by our encounter too.

There is something that I want. It’s kind of silly, and I don’t know if he’d go for it. I’m embarrassed to even mention that it’s something I’ve thought about. But it definitely fulfills the requirements of what he’s asking for.

“I have a secret fantasy,” I confess.

He smiles. “What is it?”

“I’ve always been a little curious about Pebble Gifting Season. I never did one, but it sounds interesting.”

Heller thinks about that for a moment. “So, you want to have sex the way penguin shifters do during Pebble Gifting Season?”

“Yeah.”

He drags a hand through his hair. For the first time tonight, he seems a little uncomfortable. “No one’s ever asked me for something like that before.”