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

Kenny

Rory’s eyes visibly diluted as he blinked slowly, mouth opening and closing a few times.

"Scent?" He echoed out and I hummed, resisting the urge to grin when he kept staring at me like a fish out of water.

He was so freaking cute.

"Do you want to scent me? Then I can do the same to you. That way, we can leave our scents on each other." I explained even though I believed he was aware of what I meant.

His cheeks colored and he cleared his throat.

"Ah... I don’t know... I’ve never scented before." He admitted quietly and my eyes instantly widened at once.

"You’ve never scented before? Not even with your betrothed?" I asked and he shook his head slowly, biting on his bottom lip. Something expanded within my chest and I realized it was that possessive streak inside of me right now. It was making me feel feral in a way, mainly because I liked the fact that he’d experience this for the first time with me.

I turned around fully till I was facing him, completely ignoring the movie which I didn’t pay a single attention to since the moment I picked it.

"That’s alright, okay? I’ll just show you how." I explained to him, and my voice came out deeper than I intended. His cheeks grew darker and he licked his bottom lip as he nodded in response, large eyes appearing like they were on a mission to be my complete undoing tonight.

I reached out and grazed his soft cheek with my fingers and his eyes fluttered close when I cupped his face, mouth parting a little to expel a small sigh. As I stared at his stunning face, I briefly wondered what it would feel like to kiss him, or have him underneath me falling apart from pleasure.

Is he the type to be too shy to let his sounds out? Would he bite on a pillow and try to drown his moans out when he gets fucked? Would he be pliant and accept every thrust into him with a polite ’thank you?’ Would he grip my hair tightly when his orgasm washed over him? So many thoughts were running through my head right now and I felt my cock stir a little in my pants.

I ended up pushing those lewd thoughts away. This wasn’t the right time for that. Scenting is something intimate and can even be innocent.

Have some class, Kenny.

I slid my hand cupping his cheek downward till it was grazing his lush neck, and that possessive streak pulsed within my chest as I noticed his chest heave a little while his scent thickened in the air.

I tilted his head sideways, revealing his unmarked scent gland to my hungry eyes. More of his scent filled the air this time, clouding my head and making it feel like I was getting drunk on his scent.

When I leaned forward and ghosted my nose over the small bump, a small gasp escaped his mouth right before his small hands grasped my shirt. I stifled a grin at his cute reaction and then I began to scent him.

He was panting softly and his scent kept growing thicker and thicker till it was curling around my own scent. At this point, my nose was fully clogged up with his delectable scent and I was resisting the urge to do something barbaric like to let out a growl.

He was slightly trembling against me when I pulled away. I stared at his face just as he blinked his eyes open, face flushed and sweaty.

"That was..." he began and I grinned.

"We’re not done yet." I informed him and his eyes widened as he swallowed.

When I returned back to the cueve of his neck, I let my tongue dart out to flick at his scent gland and the gasp he let out was startled and sharper, body going still beside me. I did that once again before closing my mouth around the hot gland and sucking.

He let out a low, shaky whine, head thrown back while a full body tremor wrack through his body.

"Ken- ke..." He attempted to speak but ended up trailing off to let out a moan when I sucked harder. I slid my second hand around his waist and pulled him closer, the softness of his body was driving me crazy and I felt extremely dazed and light headed on nothing but his scent.

I pulled my mouth off to drag my tongue firmly over the gland and he squeaked before his fingers buried themselves into my hair. Instead of pulling me away, he gasped out a throaty moan and tugged me closer, head arching sideways even more.

Fucking hell.

The sounds he was currently making...

I teased my tongue down the column of his neck, letting my teeth graze his collarbone. When I felt arousal start to burn fiercely within me, I knew I was beyond fuck.

At a point, I scraped my teeth against the gland and he completely melted against me in a moaning mess. I didn’t realize how it actually happened, but one moment we were sitting side by side and scenting each other, but in the next moment, he was straddling me, and my hands were kneading his asscheeks which were just as soft as I imagined.

He was giving my scent gland kitten licks while letting out detectable whimpers and my head was currently bent across the back of the couch to give him full access, I was also letting out low sounds which were more like moans.

A sugary, vanilla scent mixed with the scent of wildflowers hit me right in the face and my heartbeat stopped for a moment, right before the scent intensified, and I realized that it was slick.

He was leaking slick and was currently straddling my hard cock.

He slowly tensed above me after a few beats, and then he let out a startled gasp as soon as he realized what was happening.

Color instantly flooded his flushed cheeks and he fled before I could even think of stopping him.