5. Daxton

Chapter 5

Daxton

I barely got the door shut before I was yanking off Oscar's shirt, and he was kicking out of his shoes. If we hadn't been in an apartment where others might walk by, I wasn't sure we'd even have made it in here in the first place.

He just smelled so fucking good that every beast inside me was begging me to claim him. Breed him. Mate him.

The word mate had been bouncing around in my brain all evening, but it was getting harder to deny that meant anything. Because I was pretty sure it did.

Every cell in my body was on alert as his lips pressed against mine in a tentative yet desperate manner. His controlled movements made me even harder against my jeans.

He was fucking adorable in the way he seemed to want it all while holding back so completely.

"If you want me to go slow, you better speak up now, omega." I yanked my shirt over the back of my head and tossed it on the floor before lifting him into my arms and walking toward my room. "Once I get your clothes off, I'm not gonna be able to stop."

"Don't stop. I want this, Daxton. Alpha." He rolled his hips so his erection was pressed against my abs, and the wetness from the back of his pants coated my hands.

I groaned and inhaled again, getting more turned on by the second. "Have you ever had a knot before?"

Oscar shuddered as he scraped his teeth against my neck. "I've never had anything before. Tell me what to do."

Fuck, how did I find this precious thing?

"Let's get you undressed." I took a deep breath through my mouth, trying not to taste his arousal in the air as I did my best to slow things down. If this truly was his first time having sex, I needed to be extra careful. Extra slow.

"Yes, please." When we reached my bed, I put him on his feet and then released the zipper on his pants. When they dropped to his feet, the full force of his aroma slapped me right in the face.

"You ready for me, cutie?" I slipped my hand underneath the curve of his ass so my fingertips met at his opening. As soon as I brushed the sensitive skin there, another flood of slick coated his skin and mine.

"Yes, alpha. Show me how I can make you feel good."

I didn't need to hear anything else. My pants were around my ankles and on the ground as I lowered his naked body onto my bed and covered it with mine. "I'll go as slow as I can, but I want to fucking devour you, Oscar."

"Yes, please." He nodded furiously. "Do that. Devour me."

I smiled against his lips then slowly kissed down his body. My tongue swiped past his sternum, and I nipped at his belly before finally sucking his leaking cock into my mouth. I barely had my lips around him before he was shooting his load, splashing the back of my throat with his sweet essence.

Oscar's hips thrust off the mattress, fucking my mouth as he emptied his balls. But he stayed hard, even when there was nothing left to give me. He wasn't ready for this moment to end, and that was good because I was only just beginning. "More, alpha. You promised your knot."

"I know I did." I kissed the inside of his thigh and pushed him by the back of his knees so he was rolled into a ball, presenting his slick hole to me like a gift. "And you'll get it. I just need to make sure you're ready." Instead of starting with my fingers, I kissed down his balls and swiped across his sensitive skin a few times before poking into him.

Oscar's whole body was squirming with need as I used my tongue to loosen up his muscles before finally getting to the point that even my fingers weren't enough for him.

When I was sure I couldn't wait another second, I finally pushed inside his tight channel until I couldn't go any deeper. I was finally inside this omega who had stolen my heart from that first bashful glance.

I was the only man—the only alpha—who had ever touched him this way. And if I had anything to say about it, it would only be me for the rest of his life.

"You okay, cutie?" I pulled out and thrust back in, setting a slow rhythm that gradually sped up as my dick got wetter and his breaths got more labored.

"Daxton, I'm close." He reached for his cock and stroked himself furiously, right on the edge as I moved faster, chasing my own release.

"Come for me, omega. Then take my knot."

And then he did. Spraying every drop he had across his belly before throwing his ankles onto my shoulders. He pushed as hard onto my cock as he could.

The beautiful vision of the sweet omega completely open and trusting me to take care of him was heady. I didn't need anything else to thrust me into the most intense climax I'd ever experienced.

My balls tightened and my knot began to expand as I finally gave in to the urging in my mind and body that told me Oscar was mine. My omega. My mate.

We stayed like that, joined in the most intimate bond there was, neither of us speaking, just enjoying the feeling of being connected to each other in this way. It was everything.