Win an Alpha, A Gay Romance (Book 1) (3 page)

“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 this 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.

This won’t do. What good was an insecure Omega? Why did he automatically assume the worst about Romeo?

The door swung open, and Rhys stared at Romeo, looking so perfect under the bathroom lights.

“Good, you’re awake,” Romeo beamed.

Rhys shut off the shower, biting on his lower lip.

Romeo frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“I thought…” Rhys faltered. “I thought you’d left.”

“Idiot,” Romeo said, tone fond.

“I know, right?”

“Make it up to me, Omega.” Romeo wiggled his brows suggestively at Rhys. It took Rhys a second to get it. Romeo wanted sex, what else? Well, Rhys was eager to please his Alpha.

Laughing, Rhys nodded. “Get in, Alpha. Claim this ass.”

“Mine,” Romeo agreed. The Alpha stripped out of his clothes within seconds—an enviable skill, and got into the shower with him.

The amazing shower sex they had—Rhys hadn’t imagined it, because it was as mind-blowing as ever. Romeo thrusting in and out of him and him screaming out Romeo’s name reminded Rhys exactly what he’d been missing out on.

Freshly showered and dressed, Rhys exited the bathroom, surprised when Romeo grabbed his hand.

“I knew you’d worry. I got something for you.”

“For me?” Rhys asked, heart hammering so loud in his chest when Romeo bent down on one knee. His mouth went dry when Romeo dramatically pulled out a black velvet box from his back pocket. “Oh my.”

“Don’t say ‘no’ yet.” Romeo opened the box, revealing two golden bands nestled inside.

“Why do you think I’m going to refuse?” Tears of a different sort blurred his eyes again.

“Is that a ‘yes’ then?” Romeo asked hopefully.

“You haven’t even asked the right question yet,” Rhys teased.

Romeo growled, but nonetheless gave in. “Rhys, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?”

“Of course I will.” Rhys whooped when Romeo rose, grinning and slipped the band into his finger. After, Rhys returned the gesture. “When’s the date?”

“Noon.”

“You want to get married on noon?”

“Noon, today,” Romeo corrected.

Rhys’ hand flew to his mouth.

“Too sudden?”

“No. Kiss me, Alpha. Tell me this isn’t a dream.”

Romeo tugged him close and kissed him again, making his toes curl. “Better?”

“Oh yeah, much. But my friends and family—”

“All taken care of by the organizer.”

Speechless for a couple of seconds, Rhys stared at his mate. “You’ve thought of everything didn’t you?”

“Daunted?”

Rhys returned his smirk. “Never.”

“Come on then, baby.” Romeo checked his wristwatch. “We have three hours to get ready for our wedding.”

Chapter Five

The big day—Romeo never envisioned it would be like this, but he realized he could want for nothing else. Rhys hadn’t been kidding. The hotel chapel was filled to the brim with beaming families and friends, and strangers on Romeo’s side. People he’d get to know soon. Normally, Rhys was a shy guy, not comfortable with being the center of attention, but today, he didn’t mind.

Everything looked so beautiful. It looked like Romeo and the organizers pulled out all the stops. Flowers decorated the chapel and a priest stood at the altar. Even though Rhys never told Romeo he was Catholic, the Alpha did his research.  And Romeo—Rhys would never forget how Romeo looked so perfect in his suit and tie. Rhys himself chose a matching tux.

He walked down the aisle, hearing and seeing no one else but Romeo. One step. Two. If he had his way, Rhys would practically run to his mate. Oh, who cares? This was their day, his and Romeo’s. Rhys broke into a sprint on the very last steps and nearly tripped, but thankfully, Romeo caught him with his strong and steady arms.

“I know you’re excited, baby, but stay calm.”

Rhys beamed at him. Romeo smiled back.

They barely heard the priest. It all came down to their vows.

“Will you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do,” Rhys said without hesitation and Romeo had the same answer.

“You may kiss the groom,” the priest said.

Romeo’s lips found his and that was it—the perfect moment. Rhys loved the way Romeo clutched him close, refusing to let him go. Hell, he loved everything about his Alpha. That’s right. He could call Romeo ‘his’ now. Like the night before, one kiss and Rhys was gone.