Subordi-Mate

breath heavy on Daniel’s skin. Daniel jerked. Gods, he’s tasting inside.
Daniel had never been this intimate with anyone in his life.
“You’re so damn wet for me,” Heath rumbled, holding Daniel’s ass open. And he pushed back in with his tongue, languidly fucking Daniel there, each silky slide exquisite and not enough.
“I want your cock,” Daniel whimpered, reaching behind to grasp Heath’s hair. “I want your knot. Please stop teasing.”
“Maybe,” Heath said. He closed his fist around Daniel’s cock, giving him two sharp tugs.
Daniel arched off the couch, his cock pulsing. Maybe a sound escaped his throat, because Heath froze, and whispered, “Fuck.”
And then he was standing up, towering over Daniel, his pupils blown wide. Daniel’s hole squeezed with anticipation. “I have a condom,” he panted. “Please.”
Heath’s eyes darkened. “Where?”
“Back pocket of my jeans. On the left.”
Heath retrieved the jeans, finding the condom. Then he smirked. “You came prepared.”
“I’ve been needing you for days,” Daniel said, his face burning. “Please fill me up.”
Heath groaned. He ripped the condom wrapper open. Rolled the translucent sheath down over his cock. And now he was ready, now he could fuck into Daniel and—
Heath grasped Daniel’s hips, pushing his covered cock between Daniel’s asscheeks, grinding up against his hole. His cock was thick, heavy, far bigger than his tongue or finger. Daniel’s slick smeared onto him.
“Yes,” Daniel breathed. He reached behind, spreading himself for his alpha. And Heath dragged his length down Daniel’s ass, until its tip snagged against his hole, pressing down lightly.
“You’re very sure about this,” Heath whispered, pausing.
Daniel grasped Heath’s cock and rolled his hips, so he opened around that blunt head, taking it into his body.
Heath swore, his hips jerking. His cock sank a couple inches into Daniel, stretching him open. Daniel’s breath punched out of his throat. He panted, his own cock throbbing, shoving himself off the couch so he could take Heath deeper.
Heath was big. He felt even bigger inside, and he ground right against Daniel’s prostate, sending a sizzle down his nerves.
“Fuck,” Heath rasped, grasping Daniel’s hip, his chest heaving. “You’re tight.”
“Haven’t had anyone in a while,” Daniel said. Then he shoved down onto Heath, offering his entire body.
With a low growl, Heath thrust into him, sinking deeper. His cock was heavy, thick. He began to build a slow, unyielding rhythm that had Daniel’s legs trembling. Then he plunged in, his entire cock heavy inside Daniel. Daniel clutched at the couch, panting, his body singing with pleasure.
“More,” Daniel groaned.
Heath gave him more. He fucked into Daniel, rocking against his prostate, thrusting so deep that he pinned Daniel’s hips against the couch. But Daniel’s cock was trapped, bereft of touch, and he needed.
“My—my cock,” Daniel panted.
Heath paused, lifting Daniel’s thigh off the couch, just enough for him to angle Daniel’s cock up. Then he fucked Daniel against the leather, pinning Daniel’s cock with both their weights. Daniel writhed, his cock slipping against the precome-slick couch, the pulsing pressure too much to bear.
“Can’t hold on,” he gasped, arching. “I need—”
Heath dragged his teeth against the crook of Daniel’s neck, right over his scent gland. Daniel’s nerves tingled. If Heath bit down any harder, if he broke skin...
Daniel wasn’t ready for any sort of commitment.
But Heath just kissed his nape. And that was almost disappointing, too.
Then Heath closed his mouth back around Daniel’s scent gland and sucked, and pleasure twisted down his spine. Daniel’s breath punched out of him. “Need—”
“Need what?” Heath panted, his chest hot and solid against Daniel’s back.
“Need to come.”
Heath thrust hard into him, stroking Daniel right there, grinding electricity through Daniel’s nerves. Daniel shuddered against Heath, his cock throbbing, on the edge.
“Come for me,” Heath growled, his own breathing ragged. “Now.”
His thrusts turned deeper, more animal, almost too hard. Daniel sobbed with pleasure, his hole thoroughly fucked, taking Heath’s cock again and again.
Pleasure exploded through his body, curling his toes and arching his spine. Daniel cried out, forgetting to breathe. He spurted all over Heath’s couch. Heath grasped him harder, his thrusts turning unsteady as his need spiked.
With a roar, Heath fucked a final time into Daniel, his cock pulsing deep inside.
Daniel imagined Heath’s come flooding into him, filling him with seed. Maybe giving him a baby.
And that thought, as much as he didn’t want it, sent tingles all the way down to his toes.
For a long moment, he lay bonelessly against the couch, just catching his breath. Trying to come to terms with how he was in a mansion, how he had a too-young alpha inside him, and Heath Roland had wanted him enough to fuck him.
And Heath had gone into a rut.
It wasn’t possible that Heath felt anything for someone like Daniel—not when Daniel was so much older than him, not when they’d been passing acquaintances, and Daniel had been jilted right in front of his colleagues—
No, he wasn’t thinking about that.
This time next week, Daniel would be home alone, and Heath would’ve long forgotten him.
It shouldn’t make him feel so alone.
He pressed his forehead against the soft leather, closing his eyes. Callused hands stroked down his side.
Heath slipped his strong arms around Daniel, lifting him off the couch. “Do you want my knot?”
Daniel gulped. “Yes,” he said before he could second-guess himself.
Heath rumbled. And pulled out of Daniel.
Daniel whined, turning to see what had changed. But Heath swept him off his feet, carrying him deeper into the mansion. At a darkened doorway, Heath shouldered a light switch. Light flooded a bedroom with a king-sized bed in the middle, and expensive drapes covering two walls.
Daniel stared. Heath dropped him lightly on the bed, and climbed on after him. “Face away,” Heath said.
Daniel scooted over to the middle of the bed. Then he lay on his side, pushing his ass toward Heath.
Heath’s cock nudged between his cheeks. He found Daniel’s hole easily, then slipped inside, pausing when his growing knot caught against the muscles of Daniel’s hole.
“You sure—” Heath began to say.
Daniel pushed against him, moaning when Heath’s knot opened him wider than before. Heath groaned.
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