Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Her expression softened. “I understand that a few months seems like an eternity when you’re young and in love.”
Michael’s stomach clenched. He shot Anthony a quick look, but Anthony didn’t contradict her. In fact, Anthony wasn’t even looking at her, his intense gaze still on Michael.
It only made Michael smile wider.
Anthony’s expression became almost… enamored? He was looking at Michael like he was starving, like he wanted to lick him all over, like he wanted to devour him.
Truly, confessing his feelings had turned out to be the best idea ever. Anthony had never been this obvious before. He’d always been rather guarded, but now he actually let his emotions show on his face, and Michael absolutely couldn’t get enough of it.
He squeezed Anthony’s hand and returned his attention to his mother, who had stopped speaking and was just looking at them with exasperation.
“Are you even listening to me?”
“Yes,” Michael said.
“No,” Anthony said at the same time, finally turning to her. He didn’t even look ashamed. “I’m sorry, Amanda, but this is exactly why we can’t wait. If you insist on a long courtship and engagement, we’ll just be fueling an even bigger scandal.”
Her expression became pinched, but for the first time, she actually seemed to be considering it. “Two months,” she said, her tone final. “It would still be a scandalously short engagement, but anything shorter is simply not possible.”
“But—”
Glaring at Anthony, she cut him off, “A short engagement might not hurt you, because alphas are rarely hurt by scandals, but it would hurt my son. He’s not an alpha anymore. Not only is he an omega now, he’s also an omega who used to be an alpha, so he’s twice as vulnerable to gossip. The vultures will eat him alive if you get married in less than two months. Do you want your mate humiliated, Lord Blake?”
Anthony went very quiet, and then he said, “Four months, then.”
“What?!” Michael said.
But his mother smiled, looking at Anthony warmly. “My son made a good choice.”
“Four months?” Michael said, very much not whining. Four? It had been just two initially.
“Stop pouting, darling,” his mother said. “Your alpha is right.”
Michael shot Anthony a sullen look, but he couldn’t deny he felt a thrill at someone calling Anthony his alpha.
Judging by Anthony’s darkened gaze, Michael wasn’t the only one who liked it.
Ugh, four months was going to seem like forever.
Anthony stroked his fingers, and leaning in, murmured into his ear, “I know, sweetheart, but I’ll still have you every night until the wedding. Nothing can keep me away from you.”
Shivering, Michael nuzzled his jaw.
“Naturally, you are expected to abstain from marital relations until the wedding,” his mother said, as if guessing what Anthony had told him.
Michael shot her an incredulous look. “You know perfectly well it’s a little too late for that, Mother.”
Her expression became tight. “That was different. You were an alpha, and your alpha scent still disguised Anthony’s. And then you had an implant, which greatly diminished your scent. Now that you’re an unsuppressed omega, your scent will betray you if you keep having... relations with a compatible alpha.”
Michael scoffed. “It’s nothing some scent neutralizers can’t deal with. Sorry, Mother, but I refuse to conform to some ridiculous, outdated custom and remain celibate for months. Just because I’m an omega now, it doesn’t mean I don’t have needs.” He’d fucking die if he had to live without Anthony’s cock for four months.
His mother was blushing. “Very well,” she said stiffly. “But please don’t forget to use protection until the wedding.”
“Of course we will, Mother,” Michael said, rolling his eyes in exasperation.
Who exactly did she think they were? Irresponsible teenagers?
***
Half an hour later, his promise was the last thing on his mind as he wailed on Anthony’s cock. On Anthony’s bare cock. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” he demanded, fingers digging into his back desperately. Gods, he couldn’t believe there was a time he didn’t know what it felt like to be under Anthony’s heavy weight, being fucked by Anthony’s thick, hard cock. It felt divine. Like he had been born for this.
“I’m close,” Anthony ground out, his pace becoming urgent and dizzying.
“Yes, yes—knot me, give me your knot—”
“But we can’t,” Anthony said tightly, nipping his jaw. “No protection.”
“I’m not in heat,” Michael argued, whining. “Give it to me. Knot me, come on.”
“Omegas can get knocked up outside of heat.”
Michael made a dismissive sound, digging his fingernails into Anthony’s muscular buttocks. “The odds are tiny, come on. Give it to me. I need it.” He crooned, “Don’t you want to please your omega, alpha?”
Anthony shuddered. “You’re a fucking menace.”
Michael laughed, but his laugh turned into a satisfied groan when he felt the thick knot start to stretch him. “Ahh, yes! Yes! So good...” He came with a high, broken sound, his mind dissolving into nothing but sensation. Ever since his transformation, he loved being knotted even more than he used to, completely addicted to the feeling. There was something infinitely satisfying about being filled up with Anthony’s knot and Anthony’s come. He couldn’t get enough of it. He couldn’t imagine using protection. He wanted nothing between them.