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“Fifteen years out of practice.” He leaned down and avoided my face, going right for a nipple with a fervent lick and suck, resting one warm hand on my side, thumb dipping in toward my navel. “But it’s like riding a bike, I’m told.”

“I’ll do the riding if you are okay with that?” I stared up hopefully.

“Fuuuuuck, you’re perfect.” And he sealed my every concern by leaning down with a nip and suck to my hard nipples, determined to make them obscenely puffy and marked with his pleasure.

“L-less talk, more cock.” I stifled a moan, and delirium took me in a storm.

Chapter Fourteen

Zeke

When I came out to the circulation desk to find Lex and give him a lesson for the evening, I found a book open on the desk, the aura of it thick with the presence of an archivist within. “Oh?”

I approached delicately to not disturb the book as I glanced at the blurb and the cover. Two star-crossed lovers illustrated in front of a bakery. I read the title out loud. “The Yeast I Could Do For You…”

I wrinkled my nose and found out that despite the lovely pastel color, it contained some fine filth. “Don’t mind if I do,” I said as I stood in place and read the open page as my heart clenched in my chest.

It took me all of ten minutes to see the dystopian world for what it was. Lex was deviating a side chapter, and some big burly asshole was doing his best to fight his way in to do obscene things to Lex.

First of all, no fair. I saw him first.

Second? He…might not want that.

I hoped I was reading right as I slipped into the book on the outside of a falling-in apartment complex. I needed only follow the sound of the hammering door and found this overgrown meat Muppet rattling the flimsy door of an apartment, trying to weasel his way in.

The scent of sugar, vanilla, and butter overwhelmed me as I called out Lex’s name from a suddenly parched throat. I didn’t only want to chase the male off; I wanted to stake my claim, to own Lex, to make sure no other male touched my sugary sweet omega…

What the fuck is an omega? I had half an idea about some kind of different male in their world.

I shook the possessive thoughts from my head, knowing the book was likely influencing me. I knew better than to fall into the baser instincts of lust, even if he was my mate.

Mate? I needed out of this book, fast. I could grab him and go.

“Lex!” I called again and met the meathead head-on as he glared at me suspiciously, a near purr of pleasure rumbling in my chest as he called me his alpha.

I knew right at that moment, there was no chance we wouldn’t fuck that night. The stars had aligned.

Maybe he had a savior complex? Princess in distress? Either way. “Get your fucking hands away from my mate’s door.”

Lex called for me, and I shoved past the guy as he let me in, letting the dude try to challenge me, but their exchange of words ended with the guy huffing off and me in a ramshackle apartment.

I was ready to pull him out, ready to leave, but he smelled so fucking good and looked at me like I was the last drop of water in the desert, desperate for one taste of me.

And the banter? He was perfect.

“I’ll do the riding, if you are okay with that?” He looked up at me with worship in those blue-green eyes.

“Fuuuuuck, you’re perfect,” I groaned before attacking his nipple like it’d give me sustenance.

“L-less talk, more cock.” And good fucking grief, I had no chance of stopping.

“Don’t hate me after this. Please.” I shuddered as I caged him in with my arms and stared his pale form down. He damn near glowed in the dark, every inch of skin there for me to see and tease.

“As long as you don’t have anything transmissible…” Eking those words out took so much effort, the strain on his face apparent.

“Clean as a whistle… I mean, those aren’t very clean but like… No diseases.” His prattling went in one ear and out the other as I collapsed onto the bed atop him.

I shuddered as I left my pants behind and lined our cocks up to rub them together.