Dom’s lips curved in a ruthless smirk. “Keep fooling yourself.”
The moment Jesse busied himself with Dom’s belt, Dom grabbed the chance to undo Jesse’s belt. And he was faster, ripping Jesse’s belt open, yanking it clean out of Jesse’s pants with a sharp tug that sent tingles through Jesse’s skin.
Just as quickly as the belt had gone, Dom tore open Jesse’s pants. And he shoved down both the pants and underwear, hauling Jesse forward so he could grasp Jesse’s ass.
Jesse swore, only now getting Dom’s belt unbuckled. How was Dom so fucking fast? Except Dom’s fingers were already working between his asscheeks, roughly squeezing the muscle there. Jesse throbbed.
“Nice and firm,” Dom growled, his chest heaving, his eyes dark with hunger. “Gonna spread for me, Sinclair.”
And he pushed his fingers down, right against Jesse’s hole in a thrust that showed no mercy.
Jesse swore and knocked his hand away, even if his hole was ready to be opened.
Dom smiled dangerously. “Last chance,” he murmured. “Door’s right here. By staying, you consent to be fucked in the ass. Hard. You won’t walk straight tomorrow.”
Holy fucking gods. Jesse grew so hot, his entire body felt like it was on fire. Dom could smell his musk, too. Because a low growl started in Dom’s throat, his nostrils flaring, his breaths coming faster.
Except Dom wheezed, suddenly. He tensed against Jesse, his eyes growing wide—he was surprised by something. And his musk crashed into Jesse’s chest like a sledgehammer.
Jesse somehow expected it, even before Dom rasped, “Why the fuck am I in a rut?”
It wasn’t like Jesse knew. Alphas only went into ruts with omegas they had an emotional attachment to.
Of which Jesse was neither.
He grabbed the chance to tear open Dom’s pants, shoving his hand in so he could grab Dom’s cock.
Fuck, it was big. It was raging-hard, so hungry that Jesse knew exactly where it wanted to be.
Dom closed his hand around Jesse’s, thrusting hard against his palm. “This,” Dom panted, “is how it’ll go inside your hole.”
And he shoved it roughly against Jesse’s hand, base to tip, so Jesse learned every single inch of his alpha’s cock, right there. He knew how it would stretch him open. How deep it would go. His body grew hotter, so hot that maybe he’d start setting things alight by touch alone.
“Not gonna,” he growled, shoving Dom’s pants down, too. Then he slipped behind Dom.
Before Dom could turn, Jesse grabbed his arms, shoving Dom chest-first against the wall. And he pushed his cock hard against Dom’s ass, his instincts roaring when Dom’s taut cheeks parted around him.
Fuck, Jesse wanted to claim this man. What would it look like when Dom’s hole opened around him?
Before he could roll his hips, Dom snarled and whirled around, so fast that Jesse lost his grip. And Dom hooked his arm around Jesse’s neck, yanking him down. Jesse stumbled. It felt like Dom anticipated his self-defense moves, because he was foiling Jesse, yanking Jesse onto his knees.
Jesse grasped Dom’s pants, ripping them the rest of the way down. Approval flashed in Dom’s gaze; he shrugged out of his clothes. And now he was completely naked, muscles rippling, his cock thick, bigger than Jesse’s. Jesse wasn’t the least bit afraid. Only thrilled.
He scrambled onto his knees. Dom knocked him back against the hardwood floor with a body slam, sending the air rushing out of Jesse’s lungs. Jesse struggled to heave him off; Dom straddled Jesse’s shoulders and grasped the back of his head, grinding his cock against Jesse’s face, precome smearing over his cheek.
It was thick and musky, and that thing inside Jesse grew tight. Desire sluiced through him.
“Suck it,” Dom rasped, shoving his tip past Jesse’s lips. Salt smeared across his tongue; it was slippery, decadent. “Fuck.”
And he thrust deeper into Jesse’s mouth, thick and heavy, the movement so lewd that Jesse ached. He would’ve hidden how much this aroused him, except Dom reached back, grasping Jesse’s cock in his hand.
“You like this,” Dom growled, pushing so deep, he hit the back of Jesse’s throat. Jesse choked; Dom was more than he could swallow, and Jesse loved it. “Fucking hell, Sinclair. Had no idea you liked alpha cock so much.”
Jesse didn’t. Only Dom’s, apparently.
Dom fucked his mouth, deep and savagely. Jesse groaned, sucking on him. He couldn’t seem to find the leverage to shove Dom off. But Dom would release him... if he didn’t want to come.
So Jesse sucked on his deputy’s tip, grinding his tongue against it, giving it the lewdest kiss he knew. He kept it up until Dom’s thighs spasmed and Dom yanked his cock out, his length so thick and red that it looked like it was on the verge of blowing.
“Thought you could hold it in,” Jesse said. “Getting old, Dom.”
Dom glared; he grasped the base of his cock and swung it hard against Jesse’s cheek—a damp, heavy smack. “Fuck you.”
For once, he had nothing smooth to say.
Dom released Jesse to turn him over; Jesse snatched the chance to roll onto his feet, pummeling Dom onto the floor. They landed hard against each other, Dom under Jesse, wearing only a sharp smile.
“Keep trying, Sinclair.” Dom’s breath rushed over Jesse’s lips; he reached down and yanked Jesse’s shirt up so their chests met, skin on skin. “Ready to take it up your ass?”
Why did Dom keep saying shit like that, when he knew it made Jesse hot?
Jesse growled, shoving their bare cocks together to shut Dom up. The friction jolted pleasure down his spine; Dom gritted his teeth. He was trying not to come, wasn’t he?
So Jesse rutted harder against him, grinding their most intimate parts together in a bid to force Dom’s release. He snapped his hips over and over, each thrust drawing the tension in his body taut, until Dom snarled and heaved him off, throwing himself onto Jesse to crush him against the floor.
Their bodies rubbed together, Dom’s tip shoving tantalizingly against Jesse’s abdomen. He knocked Jesse’s legs apart and caught his knee, lifting it
