Blue Moon III: Call of the Alpha (26 page)

He opened his eyes, gave his borrowed room one last perusal, to first be sure he left nothing behind, not even his fingerprints and secondly to be sure he left it in the condition he’d found it… immaculately cleaned. One last look at his watch and it was time for him to go.

Instead of taking the obvious route, Omega went outside and came around the back of the house where there was a winding staircase leading to the balcony attached to Lion’s room.

When he got to the patio doors, they were already open. One look inside and Omega was stunned stupid. Lion’s gorgeous body was stretched out on the floor atop of what must’ve been twenty different kinds of fur blankets. Pillows were lined around it and strategically close to a wood-burning fireplace. It wasn’t freezing, but there was a bite in the air. The warmth would be welcome. Omega wondered if Lion had been sleeping on those piles of softness from the day he arrived, because his bed looked untouched.

Candles burned along the mantle and in just the right places around the room. The carefully chosen scents reminded him again of home. These weren’t overpriced Yankee Candles, these were handmade from the beautiful land of Isfahan. All this for him? Lion stood to receive him like the gentlemen he was.

Omega had traveled the world, had seen beautiful men and women from so many nations that he thought nothing could astound him at this point. By far, Lion was the most enticing man he’d ever had the pleasure of feasting his eyes on. He had to have just washed his hair and blow-dried it because it looked shinier and more luxurious than ever. Omega was mesmerized. Lion had on a long, silk, dark purple robe – the color of royalty – that went down to his feet, the silky pants matching perfectly. His robe was open to reveal his sculpted, untarnished chest. Not a single tattoo.

Omega was walking towards all that sexy flesh before he realized it. It was the scars that drew him in. A true warrior’s tattoos were his battle scars. There weren’t a lot, but enough. Enough for Omega to know that Lion was a beast and a survivor. He recognized puncture wounds, cuts from a handheld knife as well as from a katana – sword. The wounds had healed nicely, Lion having obviously been able to get back to the Order when wounded and receive the very best care from the very best doctors in the entire world. Yes, they were employed by the Order.

He was in front of Lion, staring up at him. Wanting him. Lion leaned in and rested his forehead against his. He was whispering breathily. He was praying. Omega listened and prayed with him. Thanked the higher power for their blessing.

Lion tilted Omega’s chin up after they’d gone silent. The intensity between them was building exponentially. In the strongest, most definitive voice he’d ever heard, Lion swore to him, “After me, there will be no other inside you. Or that man’s hour is his final one.”

It was a promise and Omega lived in it. His cherished had just informed him that after tonight if Omega laid with another, he’d seal that man’s fate… to death. Omega tried to keep his eyes from rolling back in his head. Lion was so goddamn powerful he was overwhelmed by it. Cheating would never be an issue for him. Where in all the world would he find a better life companion? He could scour the finest armies; there was no man that was worthy to even be compared to Lion. Maybe one, but that man was already under this roof. Omega nodded his head, not trusting his voice. Not trusting he might scream to be taken right now.

Lion sensed that, he purred in Omega’s ear, “Speak your words into existence.”

Omega swallowed and cleared his throat before he opened his mouth, “I am loyal to you first, beloved, and then my Order. I will never betray you. Ever.” Omega couldn’t stop his body from reacting. It was completely out of his control, now under Lion’s expert command. “Fuuuck.” Lion was right on top of him. Omega moaned, stunned by the most seductive and enticing fragrance. A perfected mixture of amber, oud and rose flower oil combined to generate one hell of an aphrodisiac.

“Oh, you smell so… fuck … unh, you smell divine.” Omega’s body was vibrating with desire, so much that he was almost crawling up Lion’s tall frame to get closer to the smell that was the strongest around Lion’s neck and armpits.

Lion’s laugh was provocative. His fierceness tucked away while he flirted back. “You have a filthy American mouth,” Lion teased. He let his lips dance close to said mouth but pulled away when Omega tried to claim them. “I don’t like it when you swear, your vocabulary is too vast to use those inane words.” Lion yanked Omega into him and growled against his cheek, making him almost come right there. “But I might like to hear those filthy words when I’m pushing into you deeper than anyone ever has.”

“I’ve never had anyone inside me,” Omega confessed proudly. That wasn’t something he was ashamed of. He was far from a virgin, but he’d never found a man worthy of entering him. Didn’t mean he didn’t have a toy or two.

Lion looked mildly surprised and exceptionally pleased. “Perfect and untouched.” Lion stood back up to his full height. Omega wasn’t small, but when next to Lion he was, and what surprised him now was that the sense of being towered over by his cherished turned him on. This man could not only handle himself, he was capable of handling Omega as well. These thoughts made his cock rock hard.

He wanted to please Lion in the most carnal way, but he wanted to show him that this was not just a fuck for him like he’d offered before. He was ready to care for Lion the way he did for him. He’d already shown that he was a worthy fighting partner, but it was just as important to show that he could be a good man to him. A good life companion.

He cast his eyes down for just a fraction of a second – to show respect – before meeting Lion’s gaze head on. “Lie down and let me care for you. Let me please you.”

Lion removed his purple robe and knelt down, bringing Omega with him. “You do please me, Erik. Every second. Even when you were denying me, you pleased me with your determination and passion. You seduced me with your stubbornness. All turn-ons for me. Never change. You’ll keep me sharp.”

Omega was so alive inside. He felt new, but was still the Omega of old. “Lie on your stomach and stretch your arms out to your sides,” Omega ordered and Lion cocked a brow. Omega mimicked it and Lion let loose an entertaining laugh as he complied.

Omega found a couple bottles of oil on the small end table beside the large wall unit. He looked at one bottle and found no official brand label. It was natural. Lion had written Damask rose on the bottle and Omega’s heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t smelled this fragrance since Alpha once gave him a bottle as a gift many years ago. It’s the result of cultivation, a thirty-petalled flower used in Arabia’s finest men’s perfumes. He took that and grabbed the bottle of unscented lotion from Lion’s countertop, it wasn’t one Lion brought, it was complimentary from their host. He’d had the same toiletries in his bathroom.

Lion’s body was glistening next to the bright flames of the fire as he lay so still Omega wondered if he’d fallen asleep.

“Come on, or our time will be cut short.”

Omega smirked. Yes, they did need to get moving. Daybreak would be approaching in the next couple hours. And they had a plane to catch.

Lion

He waited patiently while Omega gathered the supplies he needed. Whatever those were. One thing for certain, Lion knew it wasn’t a condom. That wasn’t acceptable. They were committed to each other, sworn to love and honor one another. In westernized society, Omega would be his husband. But where he resided Omega was so much more and Lion trusted him. They’d never endanger each other.

His eyes were half closed when he heard Omega rapidly rubbing his hands together, then the smells of his oils reached him. What was he doing? Lion smiled, his heart feeling nothing but joy. He had his beloved. A man groomed especially for him. He had no doubt Omega would make him happy and enrich his life every day.

He exhaled loudly at the first feeling of Omega straddling his thighs. Next, talented hands were rubbing the stress away from his muscles. He moaned when Omega leaned down, his chest rubbing against the tight muscles of Lion’s back. Then hard knuckles dug into his neck right before Omega kissed his groans away. “You’re wound tight. Do I not relax you?” Omega asked.

Lion flipped over so fast and smooth that Omega hardly moved. His thick hands gripped Omega’s slim waist, then ran down past his hips and up his thighs. Everywhere he touched was hardness. He loved this position already and they hadn’t even done anything sexual yet. The most amazing man in the world was on top of him. Surrendering to him. Omega resumed his massage, kneading and squeezing Lion’s packed muscles. The look of bliss and satisfaction on his face was balm to Lion’s once lonely soul. Never had anyone cared for him so lovingly, and received pleasure from doing it.

“You do relax me, beautiful.” Lion sat up, a lock of his sexy hair falling over his shoulder, the rest hanging beautifully down his corded back. He wrapped his arms around Omega and pulled him as close as he could get him. He had to feel and rub, too. Omega’s body was too amazing not to touch. Looking into those once ice-gray orbs, all he saw now was uniquely gleaming silver eyes that danced and shone with pride when he was looking at Lion.

“And not only do you relax me. You comfort me, please me, and most importantly… you trust me. Already, you are special to me.” Lion didn’t care what happened in other cultures, for them, it didn’t take months, years to honor the one you claimed to adore with a commitment. There was no predetermined length of time needed before he could call Omega his. “I feel it here.” Lion took one of Omega’s oiled hands and placed it in the center of his chest. “I felt it there from the first day I spoke to you.”

They kissed for a long time. Tongues reaching out to learn each other’s taste. And Omega tasted exactly like Lion expected. He was wild and unpredictable.

“Take your clothes off,” Lion said softly, and Omega complied immediately. He allowed himself a few seconds to marvel at the wonder of Omega’s exotic features. His enticing fair-colored eyes were a stark contrast to his tan skin and dark, wavy hair cut to just past his neck. He had a look that stopped women and men alike in his wake. Like him, Omega was unmarked except for his battle scars. Lion growled down deep inside, his beast wanting to track down every man that had left a mark on his cherished. But it was useless thinking that way, because he was sure those men were already dead, taken care of by Omega’s previous alpha.

Lion felt thin, nimble fingers sift through his blond hair down to the ends. All he could do was dip his head back, his silent plea for more finger combing.

“Promise me you’ll never cut your hair.” Omega winked at him, then buried his nose in the thickness of it behind Lion’s ear. It was a sensitive place for him, an erogenous zone. Lion grunted and thrust his hips up, seeking out Omega’s own length. His spitfire was driving him to the edge already.

“Mmm, look what I found,” Omega whispered, sounding amused, while he sucked the spot again then flicked at Lion’s fleshy earlobe. Holding Omega’s naked body against his bare chest and silky pants, Lion found he liked Omega’s loose, teasing side.

Since Lion had arrived in the States, it was as if Omega had a perpetual angry cloud over his head. He needed this lovemaking to brighten him up, but most importantly, they needed to connect the way the gods intended.

Omega’s sexy moans were driving Lion to move faster than he wanted to. They needed their first time together to not be rushed or taken lightly. This was their special union, their first time together, and for Omega… his first time being penetrated. Lion kept his arms wrapped tight around his new partner to keep him calm and show him how his touch could soothe him. Lion was rubbing him everywhere – across his lithe chest, down to his narrow hips. He flattened his palms and wove them around Omega’s back and palmed his sexy ass with both hands. Heavens.

The fire was dying down to a low flame, but neither wanted to break their connection to stoke it. Besides, they were creating their own heat. Lion’s dick was already hard and ready to claim its new home, but he didn’t want to rush things. He needed it to be great for both of them. They only had a couple hours, so he’d have to make the most of his time. He’d have to insist Omega use the bedroom on the plane to rest during their thirteen-hour flight.