Not His Omega To Love by GS Holmes

20Ethan

“Here we are.”I opened the door to the hotel room and stepped aside for Cody to enter ahead of me. He’d been silent on the drive to the hotel where we would spend the weekend. At times, I’d thought he was asleep, but then I would feel his eyes on me, only to have him glance away when I looked at him. I couldn’t help feeling as if we were playing some cat and mouse game.

“Oh wow, this is a nice room,” Cody murmured. My eyes immediately landed on the king-sized bed. To the left was a counter with two cups, a small coffee maker, and packets of coffee, sugar, and creamer. The door to the bathroom was ajar, showing a bath and a separate shower. The sitting area consisted of two comfortable chairs with a table in between and an enormous flat-screen television mounted on the wall.

Good. He wouldn’t lack entertainment while he was on his own.

“You approve?” I asked him. He’d been through so much that I’d booked the room for the weekend so he could unwind and start afresh when he returned to school on Monday. Good grief, I’d gotten myself bonded to a guy who was still in high school. He only had a couple of weeks left to go, but still… he was way too young for me.

“Yes, it’s lovely.” His smile was contagious. “I’ve never been to a hotel before.”

“Never?” Reggie had been to his fair share while we went on vacation.

“No, my parents didn’t go out much. And they didn’t want me to be corrupted by what’s going on in the world.” He chuckled and patted his belly. “So much for not being corrupted.”

“You’re not corrupted.” I placed his bag on the bed, then turned to him. “You’re the most naïve, sweetest omega I know.”

And I probably shouldn’t have said that to my young mate, who peered up at me with such trust. If he were anyone else, I would have had him on that bed right now and sealed our bond forever. But that would be a mistake. It would make it that much harder to sever the ties once we went our separate ways.

“I’m not naïve. Neither am I a sweet boy.”

I cocked an eyebrow. “No?”

“Nope.”

He sidled up to me and placed a hand on my chest. What was he doing right now?

“I’ve been thinking and thinking and thinking on the long drive here how I’m going to do this, but I’m just going to go ahead and do it.”

“Do—?”

Cody wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled my head down. He tilted his face and pressed his lips to mine in an awkward kiss. But so goddamn sweet like the rest of him. This was the side of him that made my insides quake. I wanted to unravel everything about him that was so precious to understand him.

“You’re not kissing me back,” he said, his lips a hairbreadth away from mine. “Am I doing it wrong?”

“No,” I croaked. “You’re not.”

“I like kissing you.” His cheeks were pink, and he stared at my throat rather than at my face. “I never liked kissing before you. Hated kissing your son.”

The image of Reggie kissing him in the hall flashed through my mind. I placed my hands on Cody’s hips and pulled him even closer to me, dipping my head to take his lips, to drive thoughts out of his head… and mine of him kissing anyone else but me. A part of me was triumphant that he never liked kissing anyone before me, and I took that as an invitation to deepen the kiss and plunge my tongue into his mouth.

Cody opened up for me, his whimpers filling my mouth. He slipped his arms around my shoulders, caressing and squeezing my muscles.

“Cody.” I ran my hands down his waist around his back and to that pert ass, I’d wanted to touch for so long. He gasped and spread his legs as I kneaded his ass in the pants he still had on from our bonding ceremony.

Our bonding ceremony. What the hell was I doing?

I released Cody and stepped away, missing the loss of contact. His eyes flew open, and he plunked down on the bed, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

“I’m so horny,” he murmured. I watched, speechless, as he undid the buttons on his shirt and revealed his bare chest and the curve of his pregnant belly. Was being attracted to someone pregnant a thing? Because I had it bad for this omega.

“I don’t think I can wait much longer,” he panted. “My ass is all slicked for you, Ethan.”

He was, the sweet aroma filling the room. I took a step forward to claim him, then stopped as common sense returned, and I shook my head.

“Cody, I think you have the wrong impression.”

His face went white. “I do? You didn’t book us a hotel for us to do the things newly bonded couples do on their honeymoon?”

Was that what he’d thought? That I bonded with him to help him, then required something from him?

“I brought you here because I know everything has been new and stressful for you lately.” I dragged my hand over my face. “I thought you could use some time to relax and get mentally prepared for what you will have to face next Monday from your peers.”

“I don’t care what my peers think.”

“I booked two rooms.” Stupid me. Why did I tell him? He wouldn’t have known that as he’d been sitting in the lobby while I checked us in. I placed his key on the bed. “My room is across from you.”

“You booked us separate rooms?” He buried his face in his hands. “Oh no. Oh no, what the hell did I do? I thought—”

“No, don’t be upset. It’s okay.”

“It’s not okay. I threw myself at you, but y-you kissed me back. You liked kissing me.”

“I won’t deny that, but we both know why this can’t work out.”

“But what if it could?”

“You’re tired. You don’t know what you’re saying.” And I couldn’t afford to get my hopes up. “Get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Ethan, don’t go. Please stay.”

I couldn’t answer him, afraid the wrong words would come out. I grabbed my bag and darted out of the room before I lost my sanity and did something I would regret. Such as take him up on his offer. But I was the most experienced one here, the older and wiser one. It wouldn’t be right for me to take something from him.

What? Something he’s all but begging you to take?

I locked myself in my room across from his. I’d specifically requested rooms next to each other so he would be close, even though we weren’t sharing a room. Almost like the way things were back home with his room down the hall from mine. I would never go to his room and make love to him, so why should I start because we were in a different location? I would still have to live with him after committing such a sin.

And I would only want to do it again and again. But Reggie…

I headed straight for the shower, but the cold blast of the spray didn’t do anything for me. Even the thought of wrapping my hand around my cock and jerking off didn’t make any sense. If I was going to jerk off to images of him and what I wanted to do to him, why should it be any different just making love to him?

He begged you to stay with him, and you left him there. Rejected him.

What had I done? The enormity of walking away from him slammed into my gut. I had to make this right.

I hopped out of the shower and towel-dried my body—not too well. I dug into my bag and found a pair of shorts and a polo shirt. I didn’t bother with shoes. Barefooted, I crossed the corridor to his room and knocked on the door. When he didn’t answer, I turned to go back to my room for the spare key to his room, but the door cracked open, and he stood in the doorway. Wearing a red silk two-piece lingerie.

“Ethan?” He wrapped his arms around his body. “What are you doing here?”

I slipped inside, closed the door behind me, and took his face into my hands.

“Is this what you truly want, Cody?”

He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down for a kiss, just as he had done earlier. I groaned, engulfing him in my arms and lifting him off his feet. His body pressed against mine, so slender and perfect, even with his bump between us.

I carried him over to the bed and gently placed him on it. He panted, brushing a lock of hair out of his eyes.

“You want me?” he murmured. “I-I thought you were turned off because of…” He touched his belly.

I pulled down my shorts and stepped out of them. Since I had nothing on beneath, my cock sprang out hard, long, and thick. “I needed to think, but I’ve always wanted you.”

“Oh my god.”

He wet his lips with his tongue. That was encouraging. I shrugged out of my shirt and dropped it to the ground. “I told myself this was wrong. That I couldn’t ever touch you.”

“But I want you to. Touch me all over. I want you to kiss me senseless and, when I’m losing it, to slide your cock all the way up inside me and make me feel every inch of it.”

I blinked at my sweet omega. Holy shit, I’d pegged him wrong. I’d expected him to be shy and for me to have to do most of the coaxing. I liked it. The way he came out of his shell for me.

My gaze snagged something on the bed. Was that a vibrator? I picked it up and held it out, arching my eyebrows.

He groaned. “My friends gave it to me along with this outfit. I thought since you didn’t want to touch me, I could still pleasure myself.”

“I want to watch.”

His chest rose and fell hard. “You want to watch me pleasure myself?”

“Yes. Show me. But first, come here, baby. Let me undress you.”

He stood on the bed and walked over to me. I helped him down and reached for his shirt, easily slipping it over his head. He raised his hands to cover himself, but I took his arms and kept them apart, my eyes roving his body.

“You have no idea how incredibly beautiful you are, do you?”

He gave a tiny shake of his head.

“Well, I’m going to show you.” If he allowed me, I would show him for the rest of his life.

I knelt before him and grasped the silk shorts he had on by the waistband. Slowly, I peeled them down to reveal one more layer beneath. Lace. A matching jockstrap.

“So beautiful.”

I dropped the silk shorts, then worked the lace down his legs as well. He placed a hand on my shoulder as he stepped out of them. His cock was hard, sticking out toward me.

“You tell me if you don’t like something?”

“Okay.”

I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth, and he whimpered. As I took him in deeper, my nostrils flared at the sweet nectar of his slick. My cock throbbed even harder. His cries filled the room, little hiccup gasps that poured from his lips. I couldn’t get enough of him, the taste, the smell, the feel of him on my tongue.

I released his cock and kissed the straight line up to his belly, peppering his stomach with kisses. Tiny pink lines stretched across his belly.

“My least favorite part of being pregnant,” he whispered.

“They tell a story. Of one brave omega’s decision to bring new life into the world.”

“How are you so wonderful?”

I smiled, fanning my thumbs over his nipples, which had thickened due to his pregnancy.

He gasped. “So sensitive.”

I gentled my touch, and he moaned. “Are you going to show me how you were planning to use that thing?”

He glanced at the vibrator. “Come to think of it. I believe it was a farfetched idea. No way am I going to be able to do it on my own.”

“Let me do it, then. On your back.”

I climbed onto the bed next to Cody, bracketing his body with mine, and kissed him. For someone who hadn’t liked kissing before, he was really into it. He ran his hands down my chest, nails raking along my skin, leaving every area he touched burning.

Mine.

He was so mine.

Kissing his jawline, I caressed his hip, down his legs, and nudged them apart. The vibrator would be great for getting him open. I shouldered my way gently between his legs, and he grasped the bedsheets, his body taut until I licked my way down his taint to his hole.

“Oh, oh, oh, Ethan.” He was loud, and I loved every outburst. I alternated between licking his sweet slick and tonguing his hole as I thrust a finger into his tight heat.

“So tight, baby.”

“You like that, don’t you?” he gasped. “It’ll feel so good when you’re inside me.”

Sweet sexy darling boy. I worked his hole over and over with my finger while I kissed and sucked his tight balls into my mouth. When I could comfortably push two fingers inside him, I grabbed the vibrator and coated it in his own slick.

“Ready?”

“Yes! Yes!”

Slowly, I eased the toy into him, sucking a deep breath at how his hole spread around its width to take it in. Soon that would be my cock devouring him.

“Comfy?”

“Yes. More.”

His face and torso were flushed a bright pink. I clicked the button and adjusted the speed to the lowest setting. He clenched around the toy.

“Oh! Oh god, that’s so good. So, so good.”

He was killing me with his sexy moans. I guided the toy in and out of him, completely pulling out just to catch a glimpse of him opening up before gliding it back inside.

“Close,” he panted, elbows braced on the bed and his toes curling. “Oh, my gods. I can’t—”

I captured the head of his cock into my mouth just as he shot his load. Tiny spurts of liquid splashed the back of my throat, and I swallowed around his cock, sucking him off, prolonging the intensity until his elbows gave out and he collapsed back onto the bed, gasping.

I released his cock, pulled out the vibrator, and set it aside. Leaning over him, I kissed his face, his nose. “You okay?”

He smiled. “We’re not done, are we?”

I chuckled, burying my face in his neck and kissing him there. I was so tempted to mark him, but I wasn’t a kid anymore, and he had school on Monday.

“Not quite.” I brushed his hair back from his face, then trailed my thumb over the fullness of his bottom lip. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

My heart squeezed with how quickly he answered. “And you know I’d never hurt you.”

“Yes.”

“I didn’t bring any protection with me. There was no need to.”

“You really had no plans to sleep with me, did you?”

“No. Not saying I didn’t want to, but I booked the hotel for you to relax.”

He wrapped his arms around my neck. “Well, is there a better way to relax?” He kissed my chin. “It’s not like I can get knocked up a second time. It would be safe having sex with you, wouldn’t it?”

“Yes. I haven’t been with anyone in a while.”

“Good, because I’m a greedy omega, Ethan. I need more.”

I groaned, kissing him, no longer holding back. I turned us onto our sides, his back to my chest as I spooned him. I nudged one of his legs forward, grasped my cock, and positioned it at his slick hole.

“Now.” He bucked back his hips impatiently.

I pushed inside him, sucking a deep breath between my teeth as I sank into his slick tightness. Fuck. Holy fuck. I had to pause to catch my breath.

“Fuck, there’s no coming back from this.”

“So full,” he moaned. “Make me come again, Ethan. I want you to make me come, then fill my insides with your alpha cum.”

My sweet dirty-talking omega. I rocked my hips, thrusting deeper inside him. He cried out, head falling back against my chest. I reached around him to caress his body, cupping his pregnant belly. Everywhere I touched, I claimed him as mine. There was no way in hell I was letting him go after this. I found his thick nipples and rubbed them between my fingers, and he pushed his hips back, moving with each thrust.

“Yes, right there,” he gasped. “Ethan, please. Please.”

I thrust deeper inside him, shifting down so we were perfectly aligned for me to peg his prostate. I rested a hand on his hip and was rewarded with his cries and gasps. Then he shouted my name, body spasming, hole tightening around me, and surging hot sparks flashed through me. Grunting, I pulled out and pushed back as deep inside him as I could as I fled my body and floated in the moment of pleasure where nothing else mattered but an alpha sealing his fate with his omega.

“Knot me, Ethan,” he begged.

I couldn’t deny him. I pushed as far into his body as I could go, grunting at the pain that started to form at the base of my cock. It burned, a sensation that transformed into pleasure when I he was fully seated on my knot, stretching his hole and keeping me locked into him.

I gasped, lightneaded and disoriented. It’d been so long since I fully bonded with anyone. Had it felt so powerful the first time? Like I was out of my body, panic settling in my chest at the feeling of emptiness that engulfed me. But then there was Cody’s energy filling the empty space, feeding my soul, making us one.

Cody cried out, yanking me back down to the physical presence of our bodies. He stiffened against me in pleasure. I tightened my hand on his hip, thrusting with the little give that I had to do so, and then I was erupting inside him again, filling him with so much cum, I had a moment’s regret that I couldn’t get him pregnant right then.

We crashed into each other’s arm, still locked together by my knot. I held him to me, breathing hard, but so was he. I kissed his neck, his shoulder, his face, anywhere I could reach without disturbing the physical evidence of the completion of our bond.

“You’re not going to regret this in the morning, are you?” I asked him.

He tilted his head back to award me me a sleepy contented smile, shook his head, and shuffled even closer to me. “Never. I love you, Ethan.”

My insides went icy cold. “You do?”

“Hmm, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t love me yet. I just simply do. I can’t help it.”

“I love you too.”

His eyes flew open. “You do?”

I laughed at his shock. “Why does that surprise you?”

“I don’t know. It’s… you don’t know how happy that makes me.”

I placed a hand on his belly. “Of course, there’s still quite a bit we’ll have to talk about.” I kissed his eyebrows. “But I can see you’re sleepy. How about we leave that for tomorrow?”

“Yes, please. The drive and all that sex have sure made me tired.”

“Then sleep.”

“Yes, my alpha.”

He said it teasingly, squeezing my hand, but it was the best thing anyone had ever said to me in a long time. Even better than the words “I love you.” The words of acceptance of me and us. My ex had told me he loved me, even when he walked out. But Cody was here, in my arms. Now the only thing I needed was to find a way to make him stay mine forever.

No expiration date.