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  Seeing the dominant wolf in front of him, the Omega in Rhys only wanted to submit, to roll on their belly and present their vulnerable throat to the Alpha. And if Romeo told him he wanted to fuck doggy style, Rhys would scramble on all fours without protest, offer his ass up to the Alpha like a gift—a gift Rhys knew a man like Romeo would appreciate.

  Where were these images coming from? Rhys’ cheeks burned with humiliation, but his cock betrayed him, waking and pressing against his jeans.

  “You look much better in the flesh, sweet thing,” Romeo remarked. “I want to eat you all up.”

  “Isn’t that why we’re here?” Damn it, why couldn’t Rhys stop his voice from trembling.

  Within moments, Romeo stood in front of him, gripping his chin and tilting his head backwards. Those rough and callused large hands touching him had been enough to ignite a hidden fire in Rhys.

  “Can you hear that, little Omega? Your heart’s hammering for me and I can smell your arousal. You want this, you want me to rend you open and claim that virgin ass of yours.”

  Rhys couldn’t get any more red. “You talk to all your lovers like that?”

  “You’re not my lover, Omega. Not yet, anyway.”

  Romeo quirked a wicked smile that effectively turned Rhys’ insides to jelly.

  “Now that you’re finally here, let the games begin.”

  Chapter Three

  Romeo still held his face captive, making it damnably hard to think or come up with a witty response. The Alpha sounded so confident, so astonishingly arrogant about his claim that it left Rhys stunned.

  How could Romeo not sound cocky? A man like Romeo wouldn’t have any trouble getting any man he wanted. For tonight though, that meant him—lucky number 777, so Rhys couldn’t afford to screw this up

  He’d hesitated, debated running away, but faced with Romeo, he knew opting out no longer became an option. Fate threw them both together in this very room. Romeo was going to take his virginity whether Rhys liked it or not, and make no mistake—Rhys couldn’t imagine giving up his purity to any other man.

  Heck, any other man paled in comparison to Romeo.

  “Do you participate in the lottery often?”

  Great way to start the evening, Rhys. He couldn’t help but be nervous. Most of the dates he’d been on often ended in failure, which ensured Rhys had never gotten to this point.

  “One-time gig,” Romeo answered. “Now shut up while I fucking do this.”

  “Do wha—”

  Romeo kissed him then, tongue and teeth, a whirlwind of violence Rhys craved. Kissing Romeo felt like the sun—it possessed the power to incinerate anything along its path. Romeo pulled him close, banding one arm around his waist. Rhys opened his mouth further, so Romeo could stick his tongue down his throat.

  When Romeo pulled away, they both panted, staring at each other in awe.

  “Fuck, pup. You taste better than I imagined,” Romeo muttered.

  No one ever complimented Rhys for being so tasty.

  What did Romeo expect Rhys to say to him after he’d unloaded that little truth?

  “More,” Romeo practically growled out the word. “Bed, Omega. Come on.”

  Without asking, Romeo grabbed his arm and began dragging Rhys to what looked like an ornate bedroom. No one ever led Rhys by the hand either, and it sort of felt good, comforting. All the guys he’d dated before were pricks who only wanted to breed him and ensure Rhys gave them pups.

  Romeo though, Rhys could tell with one glance, wanted something more, something Rhys couldn’t give. Like the others, Romeo would end up hurting him too, telling Rhys how such a disappointment he’d been. Better to spare both of them that pain, but that didn’t mean Rhys couldn’t enjoy this evening.

  Romeo sat on the edge of the bed. “Undress for me, Omega. I want to see all of you.”

  The firm authority in Romeo’s voice demanded obedience. Rhys began to strip in a hurry, until Romeo said, “slowly.”

  Rhys peeled off every inch of clothing, aware of his naked skin, stretched tight across his bones and his taut muscles. He tried meditation, employed breathing exercises, but none worked. He was as excited and nervous as ever. There was something visually powerful about Romeo remaining clothed while he was naked. Rhys was incredibly turned on by that knowledge, his cock already at half-mast.

  “So hard for me already, Omega? I promise you this. By the end of the night, you’ll be howling for me, and begging me to take you again and again.”

  “You’re so full of yourself.” The comment slipped out, unbidden, but Romeo didn’t seem mad.

  “Are you saying you don’t want my cock buried in your sweet young ass, Rhys?”

  Rhys. It was the first time Rhys ever heard Romeo call his name. It felt a little personal, but why was he bothered with that one little detail?

  “I do,” Rhys said quickly, embarrassed by his admission.

  “Little wolf, there’s no reason to be ashamed in telling the truth.”

  “When do I get to see you naked?”

  Again, the words slipped out. A temperamental Alpha would cuff and resort to discipline when an Omega mouthed off. Angry Alphas used to terrify Rhys, but there was something about Romeo’s calm demeanor that unsettled him more.

  “Soon, Omega. Come help me.”

  Shyly, tentatively, Rhys helped Romeo out of his jacket and shirt, mouth practically watering at the sight of Romeo’s well-defined torso. Romeo kicked away his boxers and bottoms. Gods, but Romeo’s prick turned out to be massive, the largest Rhys had ever seen. Could that really fit in him?

  “You know what to do,” Romeo said in a teasing voice.

  Rhys dropped to his knees and positioned himself between Romeo’s legs. Rhys had never done this before, give another man head, but he’d watched porn before coming in. What little education Rhys gleaned, he put to good use. Romeo threaded his fingers into Rhys’ hair, tugging, encouraging.

  Licking his lips, Rhys leaned in close, tongue lashing out to swipe the pre-cum on Romeo’s tip. Romeo groaned, but Rhys continued his exploration, licking him from crown to balls. Romeo’s balls, Rhys took each in his mouth and sucked. Rhys loved every satisfied sound that came from Romeo’s s mouth, savored every moment of this. Was this what true happiness felt like, being with a man who appreciated all his efforts and talents?

  “Don’t tease,” Romeo chided, but Rhys had trouble obeying.

  Romeo tasted fantastic on Rhys’ tongue, tart and sweet at once.

  Romeo groaned when Rhys traced his member with his tongue again. Romeo tugged at his hair. When Romeo pushed his dick between Rhys’ lips, Rhys accepted his shaft. Gagging once, Rhys maintained his cool the second time. He bobbed his head up and down and marveled at the way Romeo grew hard instantly.

  “Fuck, Rhys. Have I told you how amazing your mouth feels, stuffed with my dick?”

  Rhys could only nod his head in agreement. On the verge of coming—Rhys could tell from the way Romeo panted, Rhys applied more suction.

  “Mouth or face, Rhys?”

  Rhys had an answer ready when Romeo pulled his prick out of his mouth. “Face, Alpha.”

  “Good answer.”

  Romeo took control, fucking his mouth and Rhys held his mouth open. With a grunt, Romeo pulled out and let strings of his cum coat Rhys’ face. Rhys’ own dick thickened at the sound of Romeo’s growl. Leaning down, Romeo’s tongue lashed out and began cleaning Rhys’ face. There was something about the gesture that felt so erotic, arousing and intimate.

  “Fuck, pup. You’re a fine little cock sucker,” Romeo said. The approval in his voice made Rhys blush, made Rhys feel he was treasured and he’d never had that before. Romeo’s eyes gleamed with want. “We’re not done yet.”

  “No, Alpha.”

  “Are you ready, Rhys?”

  “I’ve been born ready.” Rhys knew it was a cheesy answer, but it seemed to spur Romeo on. “I haven’t done this before. So tell me, how do we do this?”

  “I
want to be in you deep, Rhys. To fuck you senseless and fill your ass with my seed.”

  Rhys reddened at the words.

  “On your hands and knees, baby. I want to fuck you doggy-style for our first time, but don’t think we’re done. By the end of the night, you’ll be sore and contented.”

  Romeo helped Rhys into position. Rhys closed his eyes when his knees and palms hit the carpeted floor. Hearing Romeo stand, Rhys peeled his eyes open. Romeo’s kiss on his lips took him by surprise, especially when the Alpha kissed him slow and sweet.

  “Be brave, little Omega. I’ll make you scream, make you feel so good soon.”

  “I trust you with my life,” Rhys answered.

  “I’ll do my fucking best to not disappoint.” Romeo walked behind him and Rhys heard him opening a drawer. He jumped at the sound. “Nothing to be scared of, baby. I’m just getting the lube.”

  Rhys liked how Romeo talked him into the task, not leaving him out. Feeling Romeo’s lubed fingers prying his ass cheeks apart, Rhys tried to relax. Romeo nudged his legs wider ad Rhys blushed, aware his pink ass and thickening cock was open for Romeo’s access.

  “So needy for me, little wolf?” Romeo gave his dick a squeeze, making him moan, before sliding a digit inside him.

  Rhys groaned at the sensation. It felt odd at first, then extremely good when Romeo curled his finger and found the bundle of nerves. Gasping, Rhys whimpered when Romeo began finger fucking him. Now all Rhys could think about was how it would feel, having Romeo’s massive dick inside him.

  “Romeo, please.”

  “Soon, pup. Got to get you ready. You’re a virgin and I’m not small. Christ, you can’t imagine how hard I am right now, knowing I’ll be the first in you and the last.”

  “The last?” Rhys couldn’t keep the hope out of his voice.

  “The lottery matching us together might be luck, but this, this is all us Rhys. Can’t you feel it, your wolf and mine? We belong together. We’re mates.”

  Rhys moaned when Romeo slipped a second finger in and began stretching him. Man, but Romeo’s fingers felt so good. Rhys stilled when Romeo finally guided his prick to his waiting hole.

  “Breathe, pup. I’ll be with you the entire way. I won’t hurt you.” Romeo locked his hands around his hips and nudged his cock head in.

  “Romeo, you’re so big. I don’t think your enormous cock can fit into my tiny hole.”

  “I can and I will. You’re so tight, Rhys. Relax. You’ll feel good soon after the initial burn,” Romeo reassured him.

  Eyes wide, Rhys remembered Romeo’s advice and urged his ass muscles to relax. Romeo finally sheathed himself fully inside.

  “Romeo,” Rhys gasped, sighing in relief when Romeo began to move in and out of him. Leisurely strokes at first, Romeo began to pick up speed. “Oh, Alpha. So good. Please. Go faster.”

  “As you like, baby.”

  Romeo began moving faster, pistoning in and out of him until they were both panting. Needing something to hold on to, Rhys clawed at the carpeting. Romeo breached his deepest places and each time their bodies connected, Rhys felt like another piece of the puzzle clicked into place. Romeo said they were mates. Rhys hardly believed it at first.

  How could he?

  Rhys never felt so desired all his life, especially by a gorgeous and sexy domineering Alpha like Romeo. It must be true though.

  How else to account for this sense of rightness?

  Romeo must have switched the angle of his thrusts, because in his next entry, Rhys gasped. Not relenting, Romeo pushed at the spot over and over, nearly driving Rhys to the edge.

  “God,” Rhys whispered.

  “No God, baby. Just us.” Romeo pushed into him one last time and the pressure building inside Rhys burst open. Head reeling, Rhys let out a cry. He screamed out Romeo’s name repeatedly and spurted his seed all over Romeo’s fingers and the carpeting.

  Romeo pushed into him several more times, before unloading his seed inside Rhys. Oh, Rhys wanted to be bred by Romeo. He wanted so many things—to fall in love, to build a home with a wonderful man who wanted him and have his pups. The ultimate dream, but was that in the cards for them? Rhys had already ticked off the first on his list, but would Romeo stay? Did they have a tomorrow?

  Rhys sighed in relief as Romeo wrapped his arms around Rhys, preventing him from sliding to the ground.

  “Easy does it, pup.” Romeo helped him to his feet and kissed the side of his neck. “Let’s clean up in the shower.”

  “Good idea,” Rhys murmured.

  Chapter Four

  Rhys smiled lazily at him the moment the frisky Omega got into the shower. Blood surged to Romeo’s cock at that one look. What the hell was happening to him? Before meeting Rhys, Romeo never thought he’d fall for anyone. Now, Romeo couldn’t think of wanting or being with anyone else. When he looked at Rhys, he saw his children in the trusting and sweet Omega’s face.

  “Thinking dirty thoughts, Omega?” Romeo asked.

  Rhys gave his body an appreciative glance, making Romeo laugh. He noticed Rhys’ gaze lingered on his cock, already at half-mast and ready for round two, but was Rhys? Judging by Rhys’ prick, the Omega was randy as hell.

  “It’s such a waste, given I’m all dirty and slick for you, Alpha.” Rhys gave him a wink.

  A wink and Romeo was raring to go again. He joined Rhys in the shower, easily spinning the Omega by the shoulders, so Rhys faced the wall. Rhys spread his arms against the tiles while Romeo nudged his legs apart.

  “Still lubed for me, dirty boy?” Romeo teased. He pressed his wet tip over Rhys’ entrance and pushed. With Rhys’ ass still coated with his cum, he met with no obstruction. Romeo felt the change in Rhys’ breathing and his own. Damn, but it felt good, being inside Rhys.

  “Tell me, Rhys. Who does this ass belong to?”

  “Yours, Alpha.”

  “This cock?” Romeo gave his dick a squeeze and Rhys uttered another moan of agreement.

  “Alpha, can I confess something to you?” Rhys whispered, voice full of fear.

  Romeo kissed the side of his neck. “Tell me, baby.”

  “My heart won’t be far along. Don’t hurt me.”

  “You don’t need to worry about that anymore, baby. You’re mine now, and I keep and protect what belongs to me.”

  Rhys sighed and Romeo began to ride him again, this time fucking Rhys slow and easy.

  “Please, baby,” Rhys begged.

  “You want me to go fast again, dirty pup?” Romeo teased, nibbling on his ear lobe.

  “Yes.”

  Knowing the admission shamed Rhys, Romeo gave his mate what he wanted. Romeo rode him harder, and with each thrust, surety filled him. “Come for me again, Rhys.”

  Rhys cried out and spilled his cum all over the tiles and his fingers. So sweet, such a fucking fine mate Romeo had and he made sure Rhys knew it.

  “I love you, Romeo,” Rhys cried out as waves of pleasure assaulted his body.

  “I fucking love you too, pup,” Romeo said.

  Romeo growled as he climaxed hard, shooting his load inside Rhys.

  “I’ll never get sick of this,” Rhys murmured.

  “Me neither, baby.”

  Romeo turned the shower on and enjoyed the sensation of warm water pelting both their skin and faces. They took turns, bathing each other. Rhys giggled while Romeo bid him to stay still. Finally, Romeo led him back to the bed. He pulled Rhys close and pressed his dick against the curve of his ass.

  “Alpha, you’re hard again so soon?” Rhys asked.

  “Of course, pup. You’re going to fall asleep with cock buried up your ass and wake the same way.”

  Rhys shivered. “I like that—you being so territorial over me. Is it wrong to like that?”

  “Of course it’s not, be proud you’re mine and I’m yours.”

  “I am,” Rhys answered, still sounding like he didn’t believe it.

  They could work on that, Romeo mused. His little Omega might believe thi
s was a dream, but it wasn’t. This was reality and for once, it was so sweet it hurt. Did Romeo really deserve such a sweet and thoughtful guy like Rhys?

  Well, he was selfish enough to keep his prize. Hadn’t he thought about ending his wandering days not long ago?

  Rhys and he might come from different worlds, but by God, they were a perfect fit. There was only one way he could convince his Omega he was in this for the long ride. So be it. Tomorrow, Romeo would make everything clear.

  * * * *

  Rhys woke up, feeling sore but contented. The events of the night before came flooding back, making him smile. Rhys snuggled closer to Romeo, but felt nothing but empty space. Alarmed, Rhys’ eyes flew open, but he only saw an empty bed. No. That couldn’t be. He shouldn’t think of the worst.

  “Romeo, where are you?” Rhys peeled away the blanket from his naked body.

  He shivered. Why was the air conditioning so cold? Getting out of the bed, he checked every room in the massive hotel suite, but no Romeo. Heart thumping, Rhys called out again. No answer. He told himself he wouldn’t cry, but tears blurred at the corner of his eyes nonetheless.

  Balling his fists, Rhys wanted to break something. He should have expected this. A man like Romeo didn’t do commitments, he knew that deep down, and still, he’d fallen for the bastard. Rhys didn’t just give up his virginity, but also part of his heart.

  How stupid could he be?

  Rhys dragged his sorry ass into the shower. Why waste the suite? He enjoyed the scalding hot water cascading down on him. Damn. Being in here reminded him of Romeo’s powerful hands spinning him and taking him against the wall. God. Who knew sex would feel so good?

  Before Romeo, sex had always been something frightening, a convenience and a necessity to pro-create.

  Hearing the front door banging, Rhys jumped. His wolf woke inside him, recognizing Romeo’s presence.

  “Oh, you idiot,” Rhys whispered.