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He has to get away. He knows that he can’t spend another heat with the omega his family paired him with. Beatrice is a beautiful young omega, Isaac can’t deny that, but as much as she begs for him each heat, he knows that he can’t fulfill her needs. For heaven’s sake, his knot has yet to make an appearance.
He doesn’t understand it. He’s an alpha, she’s an omega, he should be ready, willing and able to knot her, to breed her, to produce the next alpha in their family line.
So far the handful of heats they’ve spent together have produced zero offspring.
Isaac feels like a disappointment to his entire family, his entire pack.
So when it’s nearly time for Beatrice to go into heat, Isaac pops a couple scent blockers and runs away.
He finds himself at a B&B, booking himself a room for a few days, paying in cash.
“Would you be interested in our Heat Suite, for omegas, single and bonded pairs alike?” the peppy blonde beta asks him when he asks for a room.
“I’m, um, not an omega?” he replies, not sure why he sounds so unconfident all of a sudden.
“Oh, I’m sorry! I just assumed from the lack of scent and all.” She waves her hand around. “I have a regular old room available for you, though. Enjoy your stay!” says to him as she hands him his room key.
“Thanks,” he says, walking towards the stairs. As he’s about to take the first step, someone new walks in. He can smell the heat imminent, and, oh, it overtakes his nostrils, firing up his senses. When he finally turns his head to get a glimpse of the omega, his breath stops short.
“Hi, I saw an ad for your Heat Suite?” the cute man with a, is that British? accent hurriedly asks the lady at the front desk.
“Of course! The Heat Suite, for omegas, single and bonded pairs alike. Will it just be you?” she asks.
“Yes,” he answers, nodding, sliding over his credit card. “I, um, life’s been crazy and I realized I’ve been forgetting my pills and now here I am,” he says, waiting for her to hand his card back. He glances around, eyes stopping on the man at the bottom of the stairs, staring right at him. Oh, he’s handsome. He can feel sweat forming on his brow and around his hairline.
“Here you go. The room is just out through this door. It’s a soundproof cabin, you know, for privacy.”
“Actually, can… can I add someone?” He’s looking straight at the man on the stairs, who hasn’t moved since they locked eyes.
Isaac takes a quick glance around to make sure the cute omega isn’t eyeing up someone else, then points to himself and mouths, “Me?” Cute omega nods his head furiously.
Peppy desk lady cocks her head, confused. “I suppose, yes. There is an additional cleaning fee added for pairs, as things tend to get a bit, um, messier with two.”
“That’s fine,” he says. “Just add it to my card.” He closes his eyes as another wave of heat overtakes his body. When he opens his eyes, the man from the stairs is standing right next to him. “Let’s go find this suite.”
“You’re sure about this?” Isaac asks him.
“I need a knot in me about two hours ago, I am more than sure.”
Isaac swallows, feeling himself getting hard. And, oh, that’s new. “How did you know I’m an alpha? I’m on scent blockers.”
“An omega in heat is a different sort of animal; it’s as though we can sense it in the air,” he explains as his pace quickens as he nears the cabin. “Now, enough talking.” He opens the door to the cabin, allowing Isaac to walk in before slamming the door shut. “My slick is dripping down my leg and I can’t take these clothes anymore.”
“Can I at least get your name?”
“Nigel,” he answers, beginning to unbutton his shirt. He gets two buttons in before he can’t take it anymore, ripping the shirt off, buttons flinging off in every direction.
“Isaac.”
“Now that the formalities are out of the way, please, take your clothes off.” Nigel’s shoes are tossed across the room without care as he hurries to take off the rest of his restrictive clothing.
“You’re really sure you’re sure about this? I mean, we just met,” Isaac says, wringing his hands together, even as he watches Nigel undress.
“Have you never had a one night stand before?”
“Uh, no?”
This is already so different than any heat he’s gone through with Bea. She’s needy, yes, but she’s never been so demanding. She’s never strewn her clothes across the room out of pure desperation to get knotted. This is so different, and goddamn, so much better.
“You’ve done this before at least, right?” Nigel asks, now fully naked, bending himself over the end of the bed.
“Fuck,” Isaac can’t help but blurt out. “Yes, I have, but, um, never with… never with a man. And, um, my knot has never, um, developed?”
“Well, let’s hope it does this time. And if you could hurry up and get over your existential crisis, that would be great. I need you in me now.”
Isaac steps out of his pants, looking up to see Nigel with three fingers inserted into his own hole. “Jesus Christ,” he mutters. When he sees a spurt of slick drizzle out of him, he somehow finds himself impossibly harder. He kicks his pile of clothes out of the way, making his way to the bed, draping his body over Nigel’s. He takes Nigel’s hand, moving it out of the way. “Are you–”
“Yes, god yes, I’m ready, I’m sure,” Nigel answers before Isaac even finishes asking the question.
Without any further hesitation, Isaac pushes himself in, letting out a moan as he all but glides into the waiting hole. He’s so wet, so open, and goddamn, it’s perfect. He grips tight at Nigel’s hips, pulling his body back into him as he pushes forward. As he pushes himself in fully, hips flush against Nigel’s ass, another spurt of slick comes out of him. “Holy shit.” The scent surrounding him is overwhelming. It’s so sweet, so heady. It’s driving him wild.
“Yeah, that’s it, keep going.” Nigel rocks his hips up and down, searching for any friction he can get. He’s so needy, his body hot and aching to get fucked and filled. “Please, harder.” His body releases more slick, he can feel it dripping down his leg and hopes Isaac is covered in it, as well.
“If you insist.” He pulls his dick out completely, and notices it’s a little tighter as he pushes back in, despite the slick that’s gotten everywhere. And it hits him. He’s already nearing the brink, and his knot is about to make its first appearance. “Nigel, I think- I think I’m about to cum.”
“Perfect.” He clenches his hole, trying to make himself as tight as possible around Isaac. “I need your knot.”
Isaac pushes himself in as deep as he can go, fingers gripped tight enough to leave marks, and he feels himself swell up as he begins to cum. And, fuck, he’s cumming a lot. “How- god, how do you feel?” he asks.
“So fucking good,” Nigel replies, rocking himself on Isaac’s knot. “For someone who’s claimed they’ve never knotted anyone, fuck, the world is missing out. You’re huge.”
“I- I never knew this could feel so good,” Isaac admits, bucking his hips as he feels himself cum again.
“What a way to figure out you’re gay, right?” Nigel arches his back, moaning as his body lets out another wave of slick. Between his own slick and Isaac’s cum filling him, dammed up by Isaac’s knot, he feels impossibly full. “Fuck,” he groans out, finally cumming himself. His hole tightens around the knot in him, able to feel yet another massive wave of cum fill him.
“Wait, you think I’m gay?”
"Isaac, you just fucked me, finished within five minutes, and your knot's the size of a softball, yet you think there might be a chance you're not gay?" Now that the first wave of heat is over, Nigel feels himself cooling down, coming back to his senses. “What’s say you and I get ourselves into a slightly more comfortable position on the bed while we wait this out, and we can talk some more?”
Together they position themselves on their sides further up on the bed. “Are you comfortable?” Isaac asks, hooking his leg over Nigel’s.
“Yes, thank you. Are you?”
“As comfortable as one can be while still conjoined and actively cumming, I suppose. It’s, uh, it’s never been like this before. My family made an arrangement years ago, when Beatrice and I were young. We were to become a mated pair and spend all future heats together. Only it’s never gone as planned. She goes into heat, and we mate, and… nothing.”
“And you’ve never actually knotted her?”
“Never. I didn’t know what it even felt like for my knot to grow. We’ve never had to lay like this after mating.”
“Have you two, um, officially mated?”
“Marked each other, you mean?” Issac replies.
“Yes. I mean, I figured you haven’t since, well, once you become mates…”
“No. Her scent is, well, it’s not like the stories I’ve heard from mated pairs, where the other’s scent drives them crazy and they want nothing more than to bite and mark one another,” he admits. In fact, Nigel’s scent is more similar to those stories.
“Have you ever had sex outside of heat before?” Nigel asks, knowing it’s a personal question, but he figures they’re beyond personal at this point.
“No?”
“No?!”
“I’ve never wanted to,” Isaac admits.
Nigel reaches a hand around him to find Isaac’s, bringing his hand to his front. He rubs his fingers over Isaac’s knuckles as he asks, “I didn’t… I didn’t force you into this, did I?”
“No! I wanted this. I mean, I came here to get away from Bea during her heat, and I certainly wasn’t expecting anything like this to happen while I was here, but, no, I definitely wanted to do this.”
“And it never crossed your mind that, perhaps, you’re gay?”
“No. But now that you say it, it does add up.”
“When you spent heats with Bea, how many times would you two, you know, fuck?”
“Well, we’ve spent four heat cycles together,” Isaac says.
“I mean in each heat cycle.”
“What? What do you mean? We’d mate, then I’d take my leave,” Isaac answers.
“Are you telling me she never asked to go again? When I’m in heat I’d say I’m begging to fuck upwards of ten, fifteen times a day.”
Isaac goes to sit up, then realizes he’s still connected to Nigel. “You what?!”
“I’m only bringing it up because I’m ready to go again.”
“But- but my knot still…”
“I can work around that.” He then moves Isaac’s hand lower, guiding Isaac to stroke over his hard cock. “Just rock into me.”
Isaac does just that, he starts to rock his hips, working them in time with their combined hands on Nigel’s cock. In their closeness, he leans in and sniffs at Nigel’s neck and, once again, finds himself experiencing something new. A need to bite, to mark, to claim. “You smell so good,” Isaac says, now pressing his lips to the salty skin of Nigel’s neck.
Nigel tilts his head as far to the side as he can, letting Isaac kiss and lick at his neck, not even caring in the heat of the moment if he bites. Anything to get the pleasure his body needs. His body lets out another spurt of slick, and, finally, it’s too much. Even through the tight seal of the knot, the cum and slick starts to drizzle out of him. “Oh, fuck, I’m close.”
Not even sure what comes over him, Isaac releases his grip on Nigel’s cock to bring his hand to where they’re conjoined. He swipes his fingers over the mess they’ve made before bringing his fingers to Nigel’s lips. Nigel laps at them greedily, letting out a deep moan as he cums once again. His hole tightens around the knot, milking Isaac even further.
And then finally, finally, Isaac’s knot begins to decrease to where he can pull out. When he does, the rest of their combined fluids pour out, leaving the sheets a soaked mess. “I can see why there’s an added cleaning fee,” he mutters. Still, he reaches down to Nigel’s abused hole, gently running a finger through the mess. He licks his finger, in awe of how they taste together.
“I’m exhausted, but I think I could go another round before I need a snack, or a nap, or both.” Nigel scoots himself up onto his hands and knees, dropping down into his forearms, leaving his ass right in Isaac’s face. “I know what you just tasted. I know you want to.”
“I shouldn’t.”
“Oh, you should.”
With the invitation right there, Isaac just can’t help himself. He grabs Nigel’s ass, spreading his cheeks apart so he can get in as deep as possible. He laps up his leg, following the trail of oozing cum and slick right to the source. He never knew slick tasted so sweet, he can’t get enough. Nigel’s hole is so stretched, from the heat, from their coupling, his tongue slips in easily. A fresh wave of slick hits him and he all but drinks it down, even as it drizzles down his chin. Still, he continues to tease Nigel with his tongue, tracing over every inch of his hole that he can.
“Goddamn, I’m close again.”
“Did you need me in you this time?” Isaac asks.
“No, no, like this is good,” Nigel insists. “Just keep going.” He reaches down, grabbing at his cock, twisting and pulling as he arches his back, trying to get Isaac’s tongue in even deeper. It only takes a couple more pulls and he’s spilling over the already soaked sheets. As soon as he’s spent, he turns himself around to face Isaac. He sees the man’s face covered in his slick and leans in, kissing him. He deepens the kiss to taste their combined flavors again, and he swears that alone is going to get him going again. “Want to join me in the shower?”
“Don’t you think it’ll be better if we shower separately?”
“So you don’t want to clean off and then immediately fuck me in the shower?”
“Well, I was thinking I’d change the sheets so you could nap after your shower, then I’d take one while you were napping,” Isaac says, ever thoughtful.
“Hmm, no, I like my idea better. You should definitely fuck me in the shower. Then we can change the sheets together, nap together, have a snack together, and then fuck again. We won’t have to worry about our schedules being off that way.” Nigel stands up, reaching a hand out to Isaac. “Please?”
And Isaac, who’s enjoying a heat for the first time in his life, can’t possibly say no to an offer like that.
They do exactly that, too, passing out as soon as the old sheets are tossed into the hamper. When they wake up, they’re starving. “Should we order something? I think they stock light snacks, but I’m famished. Let’s get room service.”
“That sounds wonderful,” Isaac agrees. He feels like he can eat an elephant, he’s so hungry. He’s certainly never exerted himself this much in the past.
After they call in the order, Nigel says, “I know I’m insanely hungry, but I think we could squeeze in a round while they’re making our food.”
“You’re ready to go again?!” Isaac exclaims. “How am I supposed to keep up?”
“Well, you’re doing an excellent job so far. C’mon,” he says, closing his eyes as his body sends out a fresh wave of slick, “just quick.” Nigel rolls onto his front, ass exposed, as he never bothered getting dressed after their shower.
“And ‘just quick’ will be satisfying enough?” Isaac asks.
“You can knot me again after we eat. You can eat me again, too, if you want.”
“Fuck,” Isaac mutters as he positions himself behind Nigel. This is not at all how he expected his time here to go, but as he fucks into Nigel, he’s so glad he ended up here.
They finish mere minutes before the food arrives.
The burgers go down quick, Nigel's napkin barely settled in the trash can before he turns back to Isaac, reinvigorated. "I wanna ride you this time."
"Don't you want to let the food digest first?"
"No. It's been hours since I had your knot, I need it again." Nigel can feel his body heating up again, face flush, light sheen of sweat on his forehead. "Please, fill me up."
"Well, when you put it like that…" Isaac shimmies himself to the head of the bed, sitting up as he starts to stroke himself.
"Oh, I like this," Nigel says, crawling up to straddle Isaac's lap. He runs his hands through Isaac's light brown curls, fingers teasing at the base of his hairline. He leans forward, bringing their lips together, slowly teasing his tongue over Isaac's lips until they part for him. As they kiss, Nigel drops one hand behind himself, aligning Isaac's cock just so, sinking down onto him.
Isaac moans into Nigel's mouth as he feels himself sliding into him. He grips Nigel’s ass in both hands, squeezing tight as Nigel rocks his body up and down. The slick is dripping out of him, running down the back of his legs and pooling in Isaac’s lap. Isaac releases one hand, bringing it down to where their bodies connect. Nigel pauses for a moment, letting Isaac’s finger tease at his rim.
“You know my body can take it right now, right?” Nigel asks.
“What?”
“My body is aching to be filled.” He presses a kiss to Isaac’s lips. “One finger next to your cock is only going to make me beg for more.
“Sweet Jesus,” Isaac mutters.
“You don’t have to," Nigel says, nipping Isaac’s jaw, "your knot will fill me up soon enough.”
“You want me to, though, don’t you?”
Nigel smirks. “You’ve gotten to know me so well.”
Isaac leans in and kisses Nigel while he slowly works his finger in alongside his cock. It adds a little feeling of tightness around his cock, but Nigel is still so wet and open that he slides up and down effortlessly once he begins moving again. “I think I’m close,” he says after a few more minutes of Nigel’s skillful body moving over his. The scent in the air isn’t helping, either, as Isaac is more needy than ever, the wolf in him wanting nothing more than to mark his claim on the lithe, trim omega currently having his way with him.
“Good. I need your knot.” He quickens his pace, squeezing his muscles tight as he sinks down over and over. He can feel the cum inside him before the knot starts to grow. He pushes himself, rising up until his ass is stretched around the knot. His body releases a new wave of slick and next thing he knows, he’s at the widest point of the knot. His eyes are squeezed shut at the burn, but, fuck, it feels so good. He lifts completely off Isaac, eliciting a gasp. “Hold yourself in place.”
“You’re not doing what I think you’re doing, right?”
Nigel presses back down as a response, stretching his hole to its limits as he slowly sinks down onto the knot. “Fuck,” he groans, teeth clenched as he hits the widest part again on the way down. Slowly, slowly, he works himself back over the knot until his ass is flush against Isaac. "Fuck," he says again, breathing heavily.
"Are you ok?" Isaac asks, reaching his hand out to stroke over Nigel's cheek.
"Fuck, that hurt. But goddamn, you just feel so good." He rocks his hips back and forth, every move causing the knot to rub his prostate. "Can you touch me? I'm close and… and I just want you to touch me."
“Yeah, yeah, of course,” Isaac responds, bringing his hand to Nigel’s cock. He strokes, twists, rubs, all while Nigel moans over him. He can see Nigel’s muscles tense, can feel his ass tighten around him, and before he knows it, Nigel is throwing his head back, groaning as he spills over them both.
“Goddamn, that was amazing,” Nigel says, a lazy smile on his face. He cups Isaac’s cheeks, leaning forward to give him a slow, languid kiss.
When they pull back from one another, Isaac takes in the other man’s features, like that smile and those tired, but otherwise fulfilled eyes. He runs his hand through Nigel’s hair, smiling back at him. “You’re sure you’re ok?”
“More than sure. Are you ok?”
Isaac snorts. “Honestly? I’ve never felt better.”
“I figured as much.” His smile shifts into a smirk as he leans in and kisses Isaac again. “After we clean up, would you like to sit outside for a while? It’s a little… stuffy in here.”
“That would be nice.”
It’s not much longer until Isaac’s knot goes down, allowing Nigel to slip off of him. They change the sheets and shower together again, but this time there’s no frantic fucking, as the heat has slowly come to its end. Once fully dressed, the pair head outside, making their way to the beautifully lit gazebo a few yards away.
“I didn’t really realize how late it’d gotten,” Isaac says as he sits.
Nigel takes his time sitting, body sore from earlier, but in the best ways. “The day really did just fly by.” He places a hand on Isaac’s lap. “Would you be at all interested in doing it again?”
“What, now? Here?” Isaac looks around, eyes wide. “There could be other people here!”
“No, no!” Nigel quickly amends. “This heat is over. I meant, uh, the next one.”
“You’d like me to be your heat companion again?”
“If that’s how you’d like to put it, yes, I’d like that. I mean, only if you would also like it. I know I kind of dragged you into this one.”
“Well, it’s certainly not how I expected to spend my time here, but I assure you, I wouldn’t have partaken if I wasn’t… mildly curious. But, to answer your question,” Isaac places a hand atop Nigel’s, biting his bottom lip a little, “I think would rather enjoy spending another heat with you.”
“You would?”
“I would. I- I’m probably going to have to have a really hard conversation with my family and Bea in the meantime, though.”
“You’ll have to let me know how things go. Obviously I hope things go well, but… you snuck off once, right?” Nigel asks.
“Right. Anyway, I’m exhausted,” Isaac then says, standing up. “I, well, I mean, I did get a room of my own…”
“There’s absolutely no way that you’re not spending the night after all that,” Nigel says, now standing himself. He starts to walk down the path, back to his suite.
“You want to spend the night with me?” Isaac asks, catching up to him.
“For an alpha who just fucked me the way you did, you’re awfully unsure of yourself.” Isaac trips over his own feet, sputtering. Nigel just smirks. “Now, come on, let’s go to bed.”