Chasing And Claiming My Rejected Omega Mate:Alpha's Severe Regret [BL]

Malik

My eyes widened in shock as his question echoed around in my head. His cheeks were flushed deeply and he attempted to avert his gaze, but I tightened my hold on his chin and quickly scooped my facial expression. That had been the last thing I expected him to say, because well, for one I didn’t think he’d actually want me to fuck him. So this means he was attracted to me, I’m guessing?

I studied him closely before slowly exhaling. I didn’t want to fuck this up. I wanted to give him the perfect response, but I also didn’t want to come off as eager to avoid overwhelming him and putting myself out there. But then I also didn’t want him to think I didn’t want him to incase he actually wants me. Because I do want him, a whole lot. Getting to fuck him would literally make all of the fantasies I’ve had these past few weeks to come to live at once.

I finally nodded solely before exhaling again. "Yes, Ace. I’ll definitely feel privileged, anyone would. They’d be stupid to not." I responded, watching as his eyes briefly darted over my face before he sucked in a breath and slowly nodded. My eyes landed on his bottom lip for a moment and the heat in my stomach clenched tightly.

His lips were a little swollen from the amount of times he had bitten them and I desperately wanted to run my tongue over his plump bottom lip.

Of course, my phone chose that moment to ring and he stiffened at obfe. I didn’t stop him when he glanced away this time, his cheeks still flaming.

"Cool then." He muttered awkwardly while pushing his hair out of his face. "You should answer that." He was referring to the phone this time. I was yet to tear my eyes from his face. I didn’t want to answer the fucking phone. Fuck the phone. What I actually want to do is to lean through the distance between us and take his lips in a kiss

I reluctantly accepted the call and robotically spoke to my assistant who was trying to confirm my schedule for the coming week with me. I was cranky so I kept snapping at him till the call ended. I huffed out a breath as I shoved my phone back into my pocket just as Ace’s voice rang out beside me.

"The rain has stopped."

I glanced out the window and realized that it really has. Although the clouds weren’t fully cleared yet, but there was no sight of lightning in the sky.

"We should head out then." I breathed out reluctantly. In all honesty, I didn’t want to leave this car because I had a feeling that once we got in, Ace would flee to his room. Here, we were sort of close to each other physically and I could breathe in his scent to my heart’s content.

We headed into the house after alighting the car and I locked the car after us and shrugged out of my suit jacket. Ace tied off his shoes and I did the same, eying the lean outline of his muscles when he stretched, which made his shirt to ride up and reveal the outline of his abs. A breath whooshed out of my lungs as I averted my gaze before my scent betrayed how aroused I was slowly getting from just staring at him.

I strode into the sitting room, flicking the lights on and starting to unbutton my shirt as I went. When I glanced backward, Ace was leaning against the door of the sitting room. I was actually surprised because I expected him to have fled by now.

"So, you’re bringing me as your date to Rory’s wedding?" He drawled, a brow arched and I stiffened before slowly exhaling.

"Yup, what about it?" I shot back, feeling a little defensive,

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Nothing, actually: I just thought it would have been nice if I’d been informed beforehand," he pointed out and I paused, dwelling on what he had just said. I peered at him from across the room, trying to figure out what he was thinking but coming up with nothing.

"Why? You’d like to go with someone else? Someone younger, perhaps?" I asked and he instantly frowned at me, blinking slowly.

"What?"

I was the one to roll my eyes this time.

"Cut that out. I won’t be offended. I already kinda figured out that your type is younger- someone in your age gap." I started and his friend deepened as he blinked again.

"I- what? What are you saying, Malik?" He questioned but all my mind could focus on was how my name sounded on his tongue.

"You know what I mean." I leveled, starting to feel irritated.

He narrowed his eyes at me and founded his arms. "Actually, I don’t. I’d like you to explain further, especially since you seem to know so much about me now," he shot back and I bristled.

"You’re being annoying, kid," I bit out and he was the one to bristle this time.

"Do not call me Kid, please." He shot back but I only snorted, loving that he was finally getting worked up.

"I’ll call you whatever I want," I drawled and he crackled.

"Oh, yeah? Don’t you think it’s crazy that you call me kid when you want to fuck me?" He shot back this tone and my mouth fell open but nothing came out. He was grinning knowing as he brushed his hair out of his face and slowly sauntered towards me.

"It’s the truth and you can’t deny it. You want to fuck me. You want to kiss me. It’s always written across your face and it’s actually hilarious watching you try to hide that each time." He was standing before me this time and once again, my eyes instantly zeroed in on his lips. When I met his eyes, he had a knowing look in his pretty eyes. He jutted out his chin this time.

"So you should probably stop calling me that, considering the fact that I’m not a kid." He continued before whirling around.

However, I reached out to grasp his wrist before I could stop myself, jerking him backward with a sharp tug that had him falling into my chest. The rest of his hair loosened from his hair band and the curls instantly framed his face, making him appear extremely ethereal right now.

My second hand snaked around his lower back and I held him firmly. He felt so fucking good agsinst him right now and I badly wanted to devour all of him. His lashes fluttered as he stared at me, while his parted lips sent gusts of hot air against my lips every few seconds.

I let my eyes linger on his lips and my hold around his wrist loosened to reach for his face and as I cupped his face, I tilted his face up even more, my thumb automatically reaching for his bottom lip. That was something I’ve wanted to do since I could remember and my insides tightened with pulsing heat when his eyes dilated.

A breath caught in my throat as I slipped my thumb into his mouth, and when his mouth closed around the digjt, my cock pulsed in my pants, already rock hard.

"Fuck." I whispered as his lashes fluttered while his tongue dragged over my thumb as he sucked.

When I gently pulled my thumb out of his mouth, a string of spit connected my thumb with his bottom lip and I rubbed the spit over his bottom lip till it glistened wetly while he panted, his eyelashes fluttering every now and then. I imagined doing this with my cock and it pulsed in my pants again while I let out a low groan. When I felt his erection pressing against my lap, I increased the pressure and he groaned hoarsely, his forehead dropping forward to lean against my shoulder while he trembled against me while his hold tightened on my biceps, caused me to groan again, because this was literally the hottest thing ever, and the sound he made again when I ground my lap against his dick again drive me even wilder.

Gods. He was just so effing hot. How is he this hot? And so handsome and pretty at the same time. I want to claim him and make him mine. I want to sink my fangs into him and... and...

When I realized what I was doing, horror consumed me and I instantly stiffened, feeling like I was doing something bad, like I was taking advantage of him, especially after he literally told me he was a virgin about ten minutes ago... and I was doing this right now, and did i even ask for consent to touch him?

I instantly felt sick.

I instantly dropped my hands and stepped back, already clearing my throat to say something, but Ace’s hold tightened on my biceps as he let out a whine.

"Oh fucking hell, just kiss me already!"