Heat for sale

Heath slipped his fingers free from Adrien’s hair, setting off a shockwave of need that left him dizzy. He gripped Heath harder to make sure he didn’t fall over. His cum coated several of Heath’s toes and soaked into the brown dirt under Heath’s feet. He stared at it, the heat and lust that had driven him

barely easing.

“Lick it up,” Heath said calmly. “From my feet. Clean my toes.”

Sweaty and tired, but still driven to want more, Adrien bent and licked his cum from Heath’s toes, his balls tingling with renewing arousal. How? He’d just come. Didn’t he get any kind of break from this?

Heath smoothed a hand through Adrien’s hair calmingly. “Good boy.”

Adrien warmed all over at the praise and whimpered, mouthing at Heath’s crotch. His cock hardened again, and he moaned.

“Yes. You’re an unexpectedly good boy. Let’s get you inside.”

Chapter Five

HEATH WAS ALREADY pleased with his decision to participate in the auction.

Aside from Adrien’s co

Shaking all over and bleary-eyed with unquenchable lust, despite his recent orgasm, Adrien had to be nearly carried up the stairs and into the cabin. Heath laughed under his breath as Adrien fell to his knees again the moment they were over the threshold in his hurry to get Heath’s cock and balls back into his mouth.

Hungrily, he jerked Heath’s pants down his hips so he could rub his face all over Heath’s crotch.

Heath had pla

“Get into position,” Heath growled, shoving Adrien away from his balls.

Adrien fell to the floor, ass up, legs spread. He shook all over, his naked body trembling and his pale skin marked red from the roughness of Heath’s hands as he’d carried him in. “Please, please,” he whispered, completely out of his mind now. Just the way Heath liked it best with omegas he didn’t know. Though he preferred the hint of recognition he’d always seen behind the all-consuming lust in Nathan’s brilliant eyes.

Heath shoved his jeans down and off, and ripped his T-shirt over his head and tossed it across the room before kneeling naked behind Adrien. He massaged Adrien’s glistening asshole with his thumbs and then pressed the head of his cock against the opening. Adrien’s body broke out into sweat, and the scent pummeled Heath’s self-control. It was hard to hold back when the boy—who looked so much like Nathan, and even moved like him, too—was writhing in needful desire on the floor, hitching his ass back trying to get

Heath inside. It was easy to almost let himself feel something. To let his emotions slip back in time.

But no…

“You’re a hungry little fucksleeve,” Heath said, slapping Adrien’s backside and gri

“Relax. I’ll take care of you.”

Because he wasn’t a monster. This was Adrien’s first time—ever—and he deserved an alpha who’d see to his pleasure and his needs. All omegas deserved that, even if they couldn’t, in the scheme of life, be trusted to be gentle with an alpha’s heart.

Heath pushed his cock against Adrien’s hole harder and bit his own lip to stifle a moan as the slick ring opened around him. Adrien shouted, his body going rigid and his rim stretching thin around the girth of Heath’s cockhead.

“Breathe,” Heath murmured. “Bear down. That’s a good boy.”

Adrien quivered and followed instructions, his back muscles jumping as he struggled to accept the invasion of Heath’s cock. Heath made a soothing noise, and gave more words of praise when Adrien’s asshole opened with a sudden release of tension, sucking Heath halfway in.

Adrien vibrated on Heath’s cock, his head tossed back, his muscles straining and tense, and his hole gripping the wide shaft of Heath’s dick firmly. Belatedly, Heath wished he’d done this with Adrien lying down faceup, so he could better see the boy’s face and gauge his pain level from his eyes, but the deed was done. He rubbed Adrien’s lower back gently, shushing him and quieting the panic from his body.

“You feel wonderful,” he whispered.

“Thank you, sir,” Adrien replied.

A softness started in his heart, like a bruise. He tried to harden against it, but Adrien’s ass was so hot inside, so silky and tight. It left him lightheaded and hopeful. He squeezed his eyes shut to fight the powerful co

Grunting, he gripped Adrien’s hips, determined to master himself. He decided he was glad Adrien was facedown to obscure his resemblance to Nathan lest his too tender heart betray his mind. “Open up, little one. It only gets better from here.”

Little one? Damn his tongue. Damn his tenderness. Most of all, damn the cursed softness in him that had led him to fall for Nathan to begin with, the

same unwanted kindness that also led him to continually dig his asshole nephew out of too many messes. This was the main reason he’d stopped taking on omegas’ heats years ago, because he couldn’t help but surrender to a certain tenderness for them. His heart was always overripe, like fruit bruised by a rough grip. It was their fault, wasn’t it? He couldn’t help but respond to an alluring omega submitting to his cock.

Even when they didn’t yield their heart or mind at all.

No, Nathan had always had all the emotional control.

Heath struggled to harden himself again.

Adrien bowed his head and convulsed twice before ceding to Heath’s command. His muscles relaxed, and his body slipped down to the floor.

Heath hissed gently, and that damned tenderness returned so that his chest ached with unearned affection. He closed his eyes and told himself that these feelings were only the start of a heat crush.

Many considered heat crushes healthy. Good. More likely to result in a pregnancy. Not to mention pleasurable. The swoop and rush of an infatuation always was enjoyable, after all. Heath shoved his cock deeper and made up his mind to appreciate his experience with Nathan’s son. It was okay to feel this sympathy for his young, confused omega, because no doubt the feeling would pass along with the boy’s lust when the week was done. A heat crush was fine. He wouldn’t fall in love.

Gripping Adrien’s hips, Heath slid all the way in, throwing his head back and groaning when his balls pressed against Adrien’s flesh and the boy’s cha

Adrien flushed hard, his entire back, the back of his neck, and the tips of his ears going pink, and Heath smiled. The unforgiving lust of his first season was on the boy fully now.

He slid out slightly, pushed back in, and groaned as Adrien’s heat-swollen prostate massaged the underside of his cock. Adrien shuddered all over, and when Heath thrust again, nailing that gland hard, the boy lost control. His cock spurted all over the floor, his body flailed desperately as he hit an unexpected height of pleasure, and he cried out in shock. Heath gripped his hips even more firmly and fucked him hard and fast, greedily watching for every moment of pleasure.

Heath’s i

asshole-gaping, mouth-drooling, cum-greedy omega in heat, all other trace of his humanity and personality stripped away in his desperate need for Heath’s knot. But the sympathetic man in him wanted Adrien to enjoy it, too. To love being fucked and filled. To open himself to the sexual delights on offer to him as an omega, the pleasures he could enjoy for the rest of his life.

Heath dug his fingers in harder, holding onto Adrien’s hips as the boy came yet again. The scent of his jizz rose to Heath’s sensitive nose. He thrust firmly as Adrien’s cries rose and fell, crescendos of pleasure again and again.

Adrien suddenly went still, taking Heath’s thrusts with a tension that Heath recognized as the ultimate heat orgasm rising. The climactic gratification that would rip Adrien’s soul open and leave him in a state of shock while Heath knotted him.

Sure enough, Adrien screamed—the terror of pleasure sounding every bit as scary as any other overwhelming thing—and then his whole body seized.

His asshole spasmed around Heath in rhythm with his cries and convulsions, his body erupted in goosebumps, and his heartbeat thrummed visibly in his temples and throat.

Heath shoved in deep and held on tight as his own orgasm throttled him.

He rode it out, spurting into Adrien’s womb and biting his lip to keep from screaming in pleasure. He held still as the intense initial phase of his orgasm passed. Then the second phase began. He groaned, shifting as his cock expanded, the base ballooning with blood, knotting him into Adrien’s asshole, holding them together, and trapping them in place.

Adrien crumpled to the hard floor in a glassy-eyed daze, his cock spurting small amounts of cum with each twitch of his body. Heath collapsed onto his back, his cock similarly sending out brief jets of semen in response to Adrien’s hole convulsively gripping his substantial and still-growing knot.

“Oh my God,” Adrien finally whispered, when Heath was fully enlarged inside him. The tight-fitting cha

The pleasure came in waves, a fast tide of orgasms that left his legs numb and his balls aching. Heath chuckled into Adrien’s sweat-damp hair. It was only the first knot of the heat; what pleasure was still ahead for them. Adrien lay beneath him, still and quiet, his legs twitching from time to time and his cock sending out a small gush occasionally. His breath came in shallow,

panicked gasps, and his body felt tight as a spring in Heath’s arms.

Dragging himself out of his knotting-stupor, Heath said, “Just breathe.

This lasts a long time. Enjoy it.”

“How?” Adrien whispered.

“Isn’t my knot pressing your prostate?”

“Yes, sir,” Adrien agreed.

“Doesn’t it feel good?”

“It does…but, I’m scared, sir.”