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Working my shaft, I milked a stream of pre-cum from my tip, satisfaction filling me as Ryder’s ravenous gaze tracked the liquid threatening to drip to the floor.

“Beg me for it so I know you want it.”

“You beg me for it,” Ryder gasped, his hand frantically jerking his cock. It wouldn’t work. This close to his heat, he wasn’t going to be able to get himself off when there was an alpha hard and ready mere inches away from him.

Was it a dick move on my part to make him beg? Maybe. I wasn’t kidding when I said it was the only kind of consent I listened to, though. For every omega that orchestrated a heat to try and trap me with a baby, there was another who tried to set me up for blackmail and hush money claiming I’d taken advantage. Ryder might be succumbing to his biology, but his effect on mine was just as overwhelming. In a few minutes, neither of us would be capable of consent.

Swiping my thumb through my pre-cum, I pressed it to his lips. His eyes rolled back in his head, and a groan escaped him as he tasted me for the first time.

“Fuck you,” he said again.

“So close to what I need to hear.”

Ryder glared up at me. “Fine. Fuck me.”

“You can do better than that. Beg me for it, baby, and I’ll give us both what we need.”

A sly look slipped across Ryder’s face, and his eyes widened in false innocence. “You need reassurance, Daddy?”

My nostrils flared at the unexpected honorific and my hand strangled my cock where I was gripping it. Before I could get my omega under control, he continued.

“How about I tell you how good my throat is going to feel convulsing around your length? How sweet I’ll smell as my slick drips down my thighs to make a puddle on your marble floor when you’re fucking my face against this window where anyone in the buildings around us could see. Would you like that, Daddy? Want to see me shaking and desperate to swallow your load? Want to see how long it takes until I’m so desperate to be bred that I throw myself down on the floor and bare myself to you?”

My jaw ached with how hard my teeth were grinding together, and my hand was strangling my dick as I tried, and failed, to relieve the pressure his words had sparked.

“Beg. Me.”

Ryder’s body jerked as a cramp wracked his body, his heat accelerating. “Fuck, Alexei. It hurts,” he whined.

“I know, baby. I’ll make it better. Just beg me for forever.”

“Please would you shut me up with your cock before I say anything so fucking sycophantic?”

Close enough.

Pressing the crown of my cock to his open lips, I pushed inside the wet heat of his mouth. Shudders swept through me as Ryder’s tongue twisted around my length, frantically sucking up every drop of pre-cum that had been streaming from me. Throwing my head back in raw pleasure, I somehow managed to keep my grip on his head relaxed, letting him set the pace. I needn’t have bothered. My beautiful, slutty, camboy omega launched himself at me a second later, swallowing me down to the root and all but choking himself as he worked me like a fucking vacuum.

I could already feel the base of my cock tingling where my knot was threatening to swell. Ryder let out a cute, strangled little snarl as his hand gripped around it tight, and he pulled off me, leaving a trail of spit between his lips and my length.

“Don’t you dare pop that before you’re inside me,” he snarled.

“What was that?” I asked, distracting him from staring daggers at me by ripping my shirt off, my buttons scattering to the floor.

“Don’t be a dick about it,” Ryder whined, making me hiss as he nipped at my foreskin.

“Is your pride really worth the pain of waiting?”

Ryder pulled at my grip on his hair, trying to get my cock back down his throat, but I was over his delaying tactics. Bending down low, I hooked my arms around his legs and hoisted him up into the air until he was bent up like a pretzel and pressed hard against the glass. The move put my face level with his balls, and I nuzzled into them, drooling at the intensity of his scent there.

“Alexei—”

Ryder’s words cut off as I sucked one of his balls into my mouth, teasing it with tongue and just a hint of teeth. Hoisting him up even higher, I gripped under his thighs until I could reach further back, pressing nipping, wet kisses along his taint until I could press my tongue to his soft, leaking hole. I was rewarded for my efforts with a scream of pleasure.

“Fuck! Again.”

It wasn’t begging, but it was close. Diving back in, I lapped at his slick, teasing his rim with my tongue as I traced endless circles but refused to press inside.

“Dammit. Please, Alexei.”