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  “What do you mean, no?” His voice was firm, confused.

  Get the fucking message! I thought. Inside I was screaming, but I was still – frozen in place – waiting for him to make his move.

  “What do you mean, no?” he roared. I hid my smile from him.

  That’s right, I thought. Get angry. Show me the alpha!

  And then, he was at my side, his hand on my arm. His grip was firm like a bodybuilder’s. My feet dragged lines on the shitty carpet as he spun me around to face him.

  “I – said – no!” I shouted in his face. Anger flared behind his eyes.

  That’s right…

  His lips twisted as he stared at me, trying to figure me out. It was a critical moment. If he fucked this up, we’d be over. There would be no hope. But if he understood me enough to realize what I wanted, then I was in serious fucking trouble. I’d have no choice but to give my heart to him.

  He pulled my lips to his and kissed me, pressing his tongue into my mouth. Feelings flared inside me, but it wasn’t enough – it wasn’t right.

  I bit down, hard on his lower lip, until I tasted blood. Kitchi roared and leapt back, his eyes filled with rage. I stared back up at him from the shitty motel bed, defiantly challenging him to take what was his.

  Do it…I urged him. And to my absolute delight, he finally got the fucking message.

  My cheek stung as he lashed out, slapping me hard with his right hand. I gasped as he leapt onto me, one hand on my neck as he pinned me down on the bed beneath him.

  Yes!

  My body arched off the bed as he snatched my jaw and opened my mouth. His tongue slid inside, probing hungrily across mine. He was salivating, practically drooling over me, and I felt my cock swell painfully beneath my pants.

  Again, he took my hands and pressed them against his fly. Angrily, I pulled away and hit him in the stomach. He gasped and snatched my arms and pinned them behind my back. Grinning like a bastard, I glared up at him as he subdued me.

  “This is what you want?” he asked me. But he already knew the answer. With his free hand, he yanked hard at his pants. All five buttons on his jeans popped instantly, and with a quick tug, his dick was free.

  And what a fucking dick it was.

  Smooth and monstrous, with a thick swollen head and bulging veins, pumping his shaft full of blood. He was hung like a pornstar, and I felt my hole go slick with my omega juices, preparing for that beast to enter me.

  We foxes aren’t as hairy as the wolves or the bears, and I started drooling over the cute little tuft of orange-brown hair at the base of his shaft. His balls were coated with a light peach fuzz, and I desperately wanted them in my mouth.

  “You’re a little nymph, aren’t you?” he asked as he kicked his jeans aside. He was so fucking manly. Lying here beneath him was simultaneously the best and worst thing that had happened to me in years.

  My instincts and defense mechanisms were on high alert. I did not do this. If this was a client, he would be the one on his back, and I’d be teasing him, breaking out my go-to moves on how to please an alpha, and eventually riding him until completion.

  But I couldn’t do that with Kitchi.

  I wouldn’t.

  I needed him to take me, claim me, show me that he was the boss. I wanted it more than anything, but as he was giving it to me, everything I wanted, I was also freaking the fuck out.

  But as he moved forward, placing one knee on either side of my head, and draped his long cock down and pressed the head into my open mouth, the world went fuzzy and there was nothing but pleasure.

  I sucked eagerly, tasting his pre-cum on my tongue. He was sweet, like the cherry undertones of his scent, which was coating my body in its musky embrace.

  “Suck my cock,” he commanded me, and I swelled with pride at the pleasure in his voice.

  His hands went to my pants and tugged them easily down to my knees, letting my dick bounce up against my abs. I was shocked when he spit into his hand, reached back and started to stroke me.

  “Mmmm, fuck,” I groaned around his cock. There was barely any space left in my mouth. He was so fucking thick.

  “That’s right,” he told me as he started to fuck my mouth while stroking my cock at the same time. My arms were still pinned beneath the grasp of his other hand, and my body was completely secure beneath his. I wasn’t going anywhere.

  Not like I wanted to. This was where I was meant to be.

  Kitchi

  My lip was throbbing and still bleeding from where Toby had bitten me. It had been unexpected – not that he had done it, but how much it had turned me on.

  He was playing hard to get, to put it mildly. It took me a minute to get it, but once I understood, I was fully on board.

  This was an omega who was used to being in control. He chose his customers, and more than likely dictating the exact terms of their meetings. But he wasn’t going to be like that with me. He couldn’t. And that was more than fine by me.

  My dick twitched between his plump lips and I pulled back quickly as I felt myself getting ready to come.

  “What’s the matter, Mr. Big Bad Alpha?” Toby taunted me, a fiery look in his eyes. “Already going to cum?”

  “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I growled, taking his face in my hand. “Get rid of me nice and quick?”

  “That’s all you alphas want anyway,” he taunted me. “A quick nut and then out the door. Back to your real mates and children.”

  He wasn’t going to make this easy – and I didn’t want him to.

  “I’m not like those alphas,” I growled, letting my dick graze across his lips, shining with his spit and my pre-cum. “And after I’m done with you, you’ll never forget that.”

  “Oh, yeah—?” he started to say, but I shut him up with my palm over his mouth. I saw the fire in his eyes as I gripped his hips and flipped him over on his stomach. He squirmed beneath me as I sat down on his thighs, sliding my cock into the crack of his ass.

  He was slick and wet with his omega juices, confirming what I already knew – he wanted me. Badly.

  I fucked his ass cheeks while pinning his arms behind his back. He groaned and ground back against me.

  “Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” I asked him.

  In reply, he squirmed beneath me, fighting against the hold I had over him. I pushed him down harder on the bed, raised my hand high above my head and brought it down on his ass. He yelped and bucked. His body twitched, causing his ass cheeks to clench down on my shaft. Pre-cum spilled out of me onto his lower back.

  “That’s right,” I told him, spanking him again. There was a bright red hand print on his right cheek, and I thought he needed another one. Using my other hand, I spanked him on the left cheek, harder this time. He squealed again and tried to wriggle free, but his strength was nothing compared to mine.

  This was better than anything I could have imagined. I’d always been a dominant alpha, but I had never been in touch with this side of myself. Toby must have seen it in me, because he was an expert at bringing it out.

  I wanted to taste him. I wanted to eat him. I wanted to take him away from everyone else in the world. He was mine and mine only.

  I reached beneath him, grabbed his hips and pulled him further up the bed. He was panting as I brought my head down and took the skin of his back between my teeth. Just like he’d done to me, I bit down and drew blood.

  “Ah! You bastard!” he yelped. Grinning, I moved down, letting my teeth graze across the firm muscles of his ass, which was taut and strong. I still had his wrists pinned together with one hand. I let go and spread his ass open to reveal the pink little hole that was hiding there, glossy with his omega slick. Without hesitation, I stuck my face in his ass and licked his sweet juices.

  Toby’s entire body jerked like he’d been hit with an electric shock and he squirmed out from underneath me. But I was back on him in a second, my hands on his hips.

  “You son of a bitch,” he muttered against the grubby
comforter. I tried to pin him down, but he wriggled out from underneath me and flipped onto his back. His omega cock was standing up straight like a flagpole, coated in the pre-cum that had been dripping out of him when he was on his stomach.

  “What’s the matter?” I asked him. Now it was my turn to tease. “You shy all of a sudden?”

  “Fuck you!” he spat. I silenced him with a kiss. This time, he kissed back, pressing his tongue into my mouth. I sucked it like I sucked a cock.

  “Taste your juices,” I told him. His slick was still dripping from my lips. “You sexy fucking omega.”

  “Make me taste them,” he whispered as he ran his tongue across my lower lip.

  I couldn’t take it any more. Quickly, I flipped Toby onto his stomach again. The red handprints were still in full bloom on his ass, and I grasped my dick by the hilt and spanked it against his hole, which was more than ready for me. He squirmed again, trying to get onto his back.

  He wasn’t used to being this submissive. But he wanted to for me. He needed me to show him how.

  “I can see you’re not going to make this easy,” I told him, rising from the bed. He tried to stand with me, but I pressed him back onto the bed as I moved to the curtains on the far end of the room.

  They were an ugly crimson with golden rope hanging from either side. I grabbed the ropes and tore them free and stepped back to the bed.

  “But that’s fine with me,” I told him, straddling him. “I don’t like easy guys.”

  Toby’s eyes went wide as he realized what was in store for him, but I wasn’t giving him any time to get a handle on his situation. With one tug, I had him on his stomach again. I moved up and pinned him down with my knees, each pressed against his shoulders.

  I tore the rope and wrapped one-half around his wrist, securing it to the bedposts.

  “Fuck!” he gasped as I repeated the process for his other wrist. His legs were free, but his arms were secure. He wasn’t going anywhere. I had him right where I wanted him.

  I scooted down and pulled his ass apart with my hands, getting a good look at his little pink hole that was glistening with his arousal. My body was screaming for him, and I buried my face between his cheeks and lapped hungrily at his slick.

  He even tasted sweet – exactly like he smelled. The scent of vanilla and peppermint was perfuming through my lungs and his taste was cascading across my tongue. I felt like I was drowning in him.

  “Oh, God!” he gasped as his body tensed up.

  No one has done this to him before, I thought as I licked him. But then I realized something even better. No one had done any of this to him before.

  Toby

  I can’t believe I’m doing this, I thought as Kitchi’s tongue danced across my hole.

  He’d tied my hands to the bed. And it had turned me on beyond belief.

  I’d teased him. Goaded him into this, and he responded exactly how I wanted. The son of a bitch was a dom, even if he didn’t know it yet, and I was going crazy for him.

  That monster cock of his was going to hurt when it went in, but that was the best part. A dick that thick should be worked in slowly, but that’s not what I wanted. I wanted him to take me with his strong hands and ram his entire length into me, not caring what it did to me.

  Take me, I cried out inside. Use me! Make me yours!

  His sexual frenzy made me proud. It was my doing. I wasn’t just another random boy from the brothel. No. I was special. He’d seen me and lost his fucking mind. He wanted me, and he wasn’t taking no for an answer.

  It was like he could read my mind, and as he pressed his body against mine, I realized I’d never felt this close to anyone in my entire life.

  “You want my cock?” he whispered into my ear. His voice entered my ear and felt like he was stroking my soul, penetrating my being and discovering the part of myself that I’d locked away from the world. He knew exactly where to find it.

  Maybe there was something to this fated mate thing…

  “Do you!?” he growled, snatching a fistful of my hair.

  “Yes!” I blurted out as a jolt of pain shot through my lower back. He was pulling me hard, bending me back off the bed toward him. “Yes I want it!”

  “Beg for it,” Kitchi told me. His voice was strong, unwavering. “Beg for my alpha cock.”

  “I want it…” I whispered. Admitting that to him was hard. It made me feel vulnerable. I’d been naked in front of plenty of alphas before. That didn’t bother me. But now, I was letting Kitchi into my world, baring my soul – and that terrified me.

  “Say it louder,” he growled.

  “I want it!” I gasped.

  “Louder!”

  “I want your alpha cock!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. The words were barely out of my mouth when he entered me.

  An explosion of pain and pleasure burst inside me as his cock thrust into my ass. It hurt. I’d never been so stretched in my life. Seeing his dick was one thing, but feeling it was another.

  “Shit!” I gasped, burying my face in the pillow to muffle my cries. He didn’t even hesitate, or give me a moment to get used to it. He just started pounding away, giving me all the length he had to give.

  Our bodies slapped together as he fucked me. His balls brushed against mine with each stroke, inflaming me even more. I gritted my teeth and took it, letting him take my body and do what he wanted with it. It was the ultimate submission.

  Take it!

  I felt his dick twitch inside me and twisted my head quickly too look back at him.

  “You gonna cum already, big boy?” I teased him. His reply was instant – a hard slap to the face. I gasped in shock as he grabbed my jaw and brought my lips to his. He kissed me deeply, his dick buried inside of me.

  “Well, if your ass wasn’t so tight, maybe I wouldn’t be so close already.”

  Before I could respond, he pulled out. I felt empty. But he had something else in mind for me.

  Straddling my back, he untied my hands and with one quick motion, flipped me onto my back. He was kneeling above me, triumphant, like a conqueror, his tan skin glistening under a thin sheen of sweat that dripped down his body, following the deep cuts made by his abs.

  “You think you could last longer?” he grinned. I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could, his mouth was on my dick.

  “What—!?” I tried to speak, but it felt too fucking good and my brain basically just shut down.

  Kitchi was sucking my dick – and he was a fucking pro.

  His lips opened wide, then closed around my shaft as his tongue did circles around the head. He groaned, probably at the taste of my pre-cum, and when his hand grabbed my balls – I fucking lost it.

  “Shit!” I gasped, feeling my cum ready to shoot. “I’m gonna cum!”

  But just as I was about to explode, Kitchi pulled his mouth off my cock, grabbed it with one hand and squeezed so hard I thought he was going to snap my dick in half.

  “No, you’re not!” he snarled. The pain beat my orgasm back into submission, and I struggled against his grip, trying to get away. But he had me. I wasn’t going anywhere. “You will cum when I tell you, and not before. You understand?”

  Fuck! How does he know exactly what to do?

  I nodded. “Yes.”

  “Yes, what?” he asked me, raising an eyebrow.

  “Yes…”

  “Yes, sir,” he instructed me, filling in the blanks.

  “Yes, sir,” I repeated. I was still tense as he gripped my cock. I sure as Hell wasn’t ready to cum anymore. My orgasm was completely under his control. I was under his control.

  “Now,” he told me, getting onto his knees in front of me, lifting my legs back to expose my hole to him. “I’m going to fuck you, and you’re going to cum when I tell you to. Understand?”

  “Yes, sir,” I nodded eagerly. My eyes were wide and I felt like I was under hypnosis or something. I’d been possessed by this alpha who’d come out of fucking nowhere and slammed into my life lik
e a wrecking ball. His scent was a drug as he pressed his tip against my ass.

  I looked down as he pushed inside. I needed to see it.

  “Ah, yes!” I gasped, arching off the bed as he started to fuck me again. Somehow, it was better than before. My ass was used to him, almost, and I could watch him as he thrust. His abs rippled with each stroke. His arms were taut, every muscle flexing in rhythm with his strokes, and his face…absolutely fucking gorgeous.

  How did I live before this? I thought as Kitchi had his way with me. His dick was pressing against my G-spot, each thrust sending a pulse of pleasure throughout my entire body. I thought it couldn’t get any better. But I was wrong.

  When he knotted inside me, my mind went to another place.

  I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. My mouth was hanging open, my eyes were rolled back in my head and my back was arched off the bed as his thick alpha knot filled every bit of space inside me. Never in my life had I experienced something so insane.

  “You feel that?” Kitchi asked me. I couldn’t even respond. The best I could muster was a slight nod.

  “You did that to me,” he told me. “You made me knot like that, and now I’m going to cum inside you. I’m going to breed you and make you mine. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

  Yes! I wanted to cry out, but my breath was caught somewhere in my lungs. All I could do was nod.

  “I thought so,” he said as his hand found my cock. He started to stroke the tip of my dick, gently, just enough to make me squirm.

  My throat tried to gasp, but I couldn’t make a sound. I couldn’t do anything. His knot swelled inside me and I knew he was close.

  “I’m gonna cum in you, Toby,” he growled as he fucked me. “And I want you to cum. I want to see it.”

  I nodded again, feeling lightheaded.

  “You gonna cum for me?” he asked. Again, I tried to speak but couldn’t.

  He fucking slapped me, shaking me out of my stupor. I gasped, sucked air and looked at him.

  “Yes! Yes, sir!”