The Bachelor: Beta Edition, A Gay Romance (Book 2) (Win an Alpha) (4 page)

“I won’t lie. It will hurt at the start, but the flying makes up for it.”

“Flying?” Will ventured.

“Fuck yeah. I promise to make you fly, baby.” Kris put a second digit in him and began stretching him for his access. Will looped his arms around Kris’ neck again, imagining already how delicious it would be, impaled on Kris’ dick.

“Ready?” Kris asked.

“I was born ready.”

Kris kissed the bridge of his nose. “Who knew you were so corny?”

“Only when you’re around, baby.”

Baby.
It felt wonderful saying the words because Will was finally someone’s baby, pup and any other term of endearment. Kris positioned his tip at his entrance and slid two inches in. Will held his breath.

“Breathe, baby. In and out, slow and steady.”

Will obeyed and started to relax. Kris continued, sheathing himself all the way in until his balls brushed against Will’s ass. Will groaned. It felt like being split into two, but in a good kind of way. Kris locked his arms around his waist and began thrusting in and out of Will and falling into a steady rhythm.

“Kris,” Will gasped at the amazing sensation.

Kris pistoned in and out of him and each time he entered Will, he sent a jolt of pleasure right to Will’s hardening dick and chest. Taking Will’s mouth again, Kris kissed him and slammed into Will once more. A muffled gasp tore out of Will’s mouth.
God.
He could die here, content and happy on Kris’ lap.

Kris must have changed the angle of his thrust, because the next time he slammed inside Will, he hit Will’s prostate. Eyes flying open, Will gasped and tightened his hold around Kris.

“That’s it, baby. Give it to me. Give yourself to me and me alone. You’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” Will whispered.

Kris aimed for the spot over and over. Will cried out, nails scoring Kris’ skin, but Kris didn’t seem to mind. Each time their bodies joined, it felt like his soul finally felt complete. All his life, Will desperately searched for the one man to complete him and that was Kris—undeniably his forever, until death do them part.

The Beta reached for Will’s prick and started to stoke him. That was the right move that would send Will tumbling over the edge. Kris pumped his shaft faster, in tune with his thrusts and unable to help himself, Will started to beg. It felt right to be begging for permission. He loved submitting to Kris. It was a new kind of high.

“Please, Kris. Please.”

“Go for it, Will. I want you to come all over my fingers. Do it now.”

At that command it booked no argument, Will came, screaming out Kris’ name. Kris sent his head flying through the clouds as he unloaded strings of his cum all over Kris’ hands and flat stomach. Kris held him tighter and pushed into Will several times before growling out his triumph and shooting his load inside Will.

“Fuck,” Kris murmured, kissing him again. “Baby, you’ve done good.”

Still stuck in the afterglow of their pleasure, Will smiled lazily at Kris, feeling languid and contented. “I did?”

“Absolutely. Let’s clean up so we can put you to bed.”

Will pouted. “I’m not sleepy.”

“Good. Me neither.” Kris lifted him by the waist and let him lay on the bed. “Stay here. I’ll be right back. I’m going to fill the tub.”

“Tub? Nice. Are we going to have sex there too?”

Will flashed Kris a sheepish grin then yelped when Kris smacked his left ass cheek. He blinked, shocked not by the slap but by how incredibly aroused he was. Damn. Everything about Kris turned him on.

“If you’re good and beg nicely, we might.” Kris flashed him a wolfish grin before disappearing into the bathroom.

Will nearly fell into a nice sleep when he felt Kris’ gentle hand shaking him. Feeling Kris’ hand on his dick, Will woke up immediately. His shaft throbbed with need once again.

“Up and at ‘em, baby. The water might get cold.”

Remembering the prospect of round two, Will grinned. Without warning, Kris hefted him in his arms. Yelping, Will held onto Kris, wrapping his arms around his neck. Will’s mate carried him all the way to the bathroom. Kris stepped into the tub—which looked damn inviting, with Will still in his arms.

They ended up with Kris leaning against one side and Will on his lap. Will was starting to like this position very much, with Kris’ cock so close by, within reach of his hole, still slick with Kris’ cum. Feeling playful, Will edged himself closer, moaning when Kris helped him along.

With Kris’ hands on his waist, Will managed to aim his opening down Kris’ prick—which was once again, hard and ready for action. Will seated himself on Kris’ dick, groaning as his ass slipped down Kris’ enormous girth until once more, Kris was deep in him. With the water and Kris’ cum in him, it didn’t hurt at all.

“Fuck, baby. So tight I can’t get used to it, but I’ll wear that sexy ass out soon enough.”

Will whimpered at the erotic words.

“Go ahead, baby.”

At that invitation, Will began to bounce, lifting his hips and lowering himself on Kris’s waiting shaft again. Kris assisted him, thrusting in and out of him. The Beta picked up speed and Will continued moving. Kris reached for his nipple and gave it a twist which made Will gasp.

“Come for me again, pup,” Kris ordered.

The pressure building inside Will burst open. With a loud cry, Will came, shuddering in Kris’ arms. Kris pushed inside him once more and reached climax, shooting his seed inside Will.
God.

Will hoped Kris’ seed would catch. He wanted nothing more than to bear his powerful and thoughtful drop-dead gorgeous mate pups. Girls. Boys. Plenty of pups to fill their new home with laughter because Will knew they’d eventually get to that phase in their lives, but Will would enjoy every moment leading there.

Kris seemed to be thinking the same thing, because he pulled Will to him and kissed him hard and deep. After withdrawing his mouth, Kris asked, “do you think that’s enough to get you knocked-up?”

“You want me pregnant?” Will teased back. “Are you sure? I’ll be grumpy and fat.”

Kris nuzzled his neck. “I’ll love you even more.”

Will sucked in a breath. “Oh, Kris. I love you so much.”

“Ditto, baby. Since we both want pups, isn’t it incentive to have more mind-blowing sex?”

“Definitely. Many more.” Will agreed.

They finished up showering and ended up back on the bed again. Will snuggled against his new mate happily and asked, “guess what I’m thinking?”

“You want round three?” Kris asked suggestively.

“That too, but imagine, with your genes and mine, we’ll have such handsome pups and adorably beautiful daughters.”

Kris grunted. “Not too beautiful.”

“Oh, baby. I’m not worried. With you for a father, the bullies and boys who’ll come sniffing at our girls will run away.”

“Girls, plural?”

“Boys too,” Will quipped, heart thundering. Would Kris want many kids?

It turned out Will didn’t need to worry, because Kris kissed the nape of his neck. “I knew I wanted you for a reason. Baby, if you want, we’ll make a litter of pups who will someday plague the world.”

“When they ask how their daddies met, won’t it be an interesting story?” Will asked.

“You know what I’ll tell them?”

“What?”

“That it was love at first sight.”

The End

ABOUT JANE:

During the day, Jane is a teacher, wife, and mother. At night, Jane’s a scribbler of erotic gay romance. She can’t get enough of demanding alphas, feisty mates, and happily-ever-afters.

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Omega shifter Rhys is lonely and sick of ending up with arrogant werewolves who only want his purity and ability to carry pups. On a whim, Rhys buys a ticket to the lottery. He has a one in a million chance to win, but once the lots are drawn, Rhys has no other choice but to present himself to his mate. 
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“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.”

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When they arrived in Tom’s room, there was a bucket of wine waiting. 
“Would you like a drink?” Tom asked, closing the door behind him.
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“No drink.” 
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“No, it’s not that. I don’t want to be drunk, I want to remember tonight.”
“Feisty, human, I think I like you much better in private.” 
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Tom’s eyebrows shot up at that. “You’re a virgin.”
Then Tom growled, making Buck laugh.
“Tom, are you disappointed?”
“No, baby. This is fucking perfect, because I’m going to be your first and last.” 
Buck shivered at those words.
“Show me how badly you want me, Buck. Strip.”
With trembling fingers, Buck obeyed. His cheeks turned red with each piece of clothing that fell away, but Tom’s hungry look made it all worthwhile. I want to devour you, Tom’s eyes read and oh boy, did Buck want to be ravished by this hunk of an Alpha. 

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“I changed my mind. I don’t want beer,” Dick whispered against his ear, breath hot.
“What do you want?”
“You.”
Erick groaned when he felt Dick rubbing his erection against the curve of his ass. Damn the fabric separating their flesh from touching. 
“How long are you going to resist me, pet?” 
“I—” Erick moaned when Dick bit his earlobe and hooked his hands on the belt loop of his jeans.
“I want to hear you say it, baby. How badly you want me to ride you.”
Erick gasped as Dick tugged his jeans, revealing the surprise Erick wore especially for Dick tonight. Grabbing him by the shoulders, Dick spun him, so Erick’s back pressed against the cold metal fridge. 
“What’s this, little human?” Dick licked his lips, clearly in appreciation as he tugged at the sexy red thong Erick wore for him. “A present for me?”
“Do you like it?” Erick whispered. 
Dick didn’t need to answer. It was there in his hungry gaze and hands. Bringing Erick close, Dick slid his hands down Eric’s globes and the thin fabric of the thong to rub at Erick’s opening. 
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