owlsbooks Chapter 84: An omega seduction (m)
Chapter 84: An omega seduction (m)
Chapter 84: An omega seduction (m)Maxwell smirked as Andrew stared up at him, his expression tense and his eyes narrowed.
Chuckling, Maxwell pressed his lips against Andrew’s and kissed him slowly, deeply, with teeth and tongues and heard something else break in the car. Maxwell’s laugh filled the kiss as Andrew’s head spun. Maxwell hadn’t cum once yet, and with the way he was twisting and squeezing Andrew, Andrew felt like he could cum again.
It was a concerning feeling, since Andrew wanted the two of them to share these intimate moments together. He wanted Maxwell to cum an equal amount as Andrew. Hopefully more, if he was playing his cards right. But Maxwell? Maxwell liked to be in control.
Andrew moaned into Maxwell’s mouth as he began to move his hips, twisting so that he was slowly pulling back before thrusting Andrew back into him slowly, methodically while gripping him tightly. Fuck.
Maxwell swallowed every noise Andrew made, his tongue playing a completely different game with Andrew as his thrusts kept an even pace. Andrew felt branded, Maxwell’s pheromones and intoxicating medley around him. Every breath was filled with them, and Andrew felt like he was the hardest he’d ever been outside of his first rut.
Breathing felt hard, heavy, and dangerous the longer that Maxwell slowly took every last inch of Andrew in, over and over. Andrew’s fingers crunched on the driver’s seat that he’d crushed under his hands, and Maxwell ground his hips against his crotch where he’d taken him in the whole way. Andrew shook underneath him, and Maxwell’s eyes creased in pleasure.
"You are so easy to tease." Maxwell said, and Andrew swallowed as Maxwell pressed his lips against his cheeks and throat.
"Th-That’s not fair. This is a punishment. I’m trying to behave." Maxwell chuckled.
"Are you trying to be good because you like the reward?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew wasn’t sure if he should answer honestly.
When he hesitated, Maxwell paused, giving Andrew a hard look. "Andrew?" Maxwell asked, and Andrew looked away from him, swallowing.
"I-I do like the reward, don’t get me wrong, but I also know...that I upset you with some of my comments today." Andrew admitted, and Maxwell sighed. He rested on one hand, pushing his hair out of his face as he stared down at Andrew.
"You’re an idiot." He muttered, and Andrew felt genuinely hurt by his words. "I was shocked, but not hurt. This is more about...I want you to..." Maxwell’s ears turned a vibrant shade of pink, and Andrew stared at him.
"You want me to what?" Andrew asked softly, knowing that Maxwell was a confident man, but everyone had their own insecurities. Maxwell’s blush spread to his cheeks and Andrew wondered what the hell he really wanted.
"I want you to mark me. I want you to never forget that you belong to me, and I want everyone to know it. People thought that we were getting a pregnancy test for you and Amir for Pete’s sake. I also know we’re too...too new for me to be feeling this way." Maxwell muttered and Andrew did his best not to wince when Maxwell clenched around him. He knew it wasn’t intentional this time, Maxwell was just anxious talking about this.
"Well, we are new." Andrew started, and Maxwell’s eyes glanced towards him before darting away. "But it isn’t as if I don’t feel the same way sometimes. You’re the most attractive man I’ve ever seen in my life, Max, so of course I’m going to worry that someone else is going to try and take you away, or hurt you. I also know that people thought Amir was with me, but that doesn’t mean I agree with it. I hate that people thought that I was some no good alpha who made two omegas go to the pharmacy to get pregnancy tests." Maxwell sighed, turning to stare at Andrew.
"You aren’t like them." Maxwell insisted, and Andrew gave him a cruel smile.
"Am I not? Max, I have the potential to be." Maxwell frowned.
"And you also have the potential to be just as dedicated to your partner like Kim is too. Why do you think you won’t? Or are you afraid of your feelings?" Maxwell asked softly, and Andrew froze. They were getting close to a dangerous topic, and Andrew had a feeling that he shouldn’t answer this question lightly.
"I...I am." Andrew admitted. "I am scared of how deeply I feel for you. This...this is beyond everything I’ve ever felt before, and I’m worried that the more I fall in love with you, the more I’m going to become less like myself. I’ve never been super possessive before, but I can feel myself slipping into that person when we’re in public." Maxwell looked away from him, hiding his facial expression from Andrew. Worried, Andrew wanted to force him to show him his expression, but had a feeling that wouldn’t be the right move to make.
"Andrew, it’s normal to be possessive and afraid." Maxwell laughed, and it sounded forced. "How many damn relationships have you been in where you didn’t feel that way?" He asked and Andrew swallowed. He wasn’t sure that answering that was a smart idea given how tightly Maxwell was already squeezing him.
"I...Quite a few." Andrew said softly. Maxwell laughed.
"And I’m the first one you’ve felt possessive of?" Maxwell asked quickly. Andrew nodded.
"But, I’m worried that’s related-"
"Having pheromones don’t change who you are as a person, Andrew. Am I, or am I not the first person you’ve felt possessive of?" Maxwell asked, a hint of warning to his tone. Andrew swallowed.
"Y-You are. You’re the first person I’ve dated that I don’t think I can be without." Andrew admitted, and Maxwell laughed again. Andrew was growing worried, since his laughter held a slight note of insanity.
"Good. I’ll take that." Maxwell muttered, before moving and smothering Andrew’s mouth with his own. Where Maxwell had been sweet, slow and seductive before, now he was a force to be reckoned with.
Andrew had no idea what Maxwell had been
"You haven’t been punished enough." Maxwell murmured in protest, and Andrew chuckled.
"I don’t think the car can handle it if you punish me more." Maxwell blinked, surprise flitting across his expression before he glanced down. He stared down at the torn, damaged driver’s seat before laughter bubbled out of him.
"You did this? How did I not notice?" He asked, his voice full of laughter and Andrew chuckled.
"You’re full of my cock. I don’t want you to pay attention to that. Only pay attention to me." Andrew’s lips pressed feather soft kisses against Maxwell’s throat, cheeks, jaw, forehead. He was kissing anything he had access to. "And that’s what I want you to do. If something else is going on, I want you to only pay attention to me. Like this." Andrew murmured his possessive words quietly, and was rewarded when Maxwell’s fingers tightened in his hair, yanking his head back to devour his lips.
"I fucking love when you get possessive. Do it more."