Page 14 of The Pregnant Wolf Omega Next Door

He smoothed his hand down Emre’s back and patted his ass. When he stepped away, Emre realized that Zenith’s bulge wasbigger.

Emre’s mouth fell open; he was tasting Zenith’s musky scent before he realized what he was doing. “Do you, um, want your shirt back?”

Zenith raked his gaze up and down Emre’s body, considering. As though he was trying to decide if he wanted Emre to strip in front of him.

“Keep my shirt,” Zenith purred. “I’d like it if it helps to keep you warm at night.”

It was too thin to be used for warmth. But Emre could wrap it around his cock and use it to mark himself with Zenith’s scent.

As though he could read Emre’s thoughts, Zenith grinned. He slid his arm around Emre in a quick hug, tugging his shirt more snugly over Emre’s ass.

Then he tipped an imaginary hat and smoothly left the apartment.

Later that night,Emre woke up wet and needy. He shuffled into the bedroom and pulled out the big silicone dildo he’d hidden there. It was heavy, smooth, and as he ran his fingertips over it, his hole fluttered.

The dildo wasn’t as big as Zenith’s cock. But it was full of promise, standing thick and tall when he attached its suction base to the floor and knelt over it.

Then he lowered his hips. It felt good pressing against his entrance, stretching him out so he didn’t ache with emptiness. It still wasn’t as good as having an alpha on top of him, holding him down and sliding a big cock into his ass. He imagined Zenith’s steady hands on him, Zenith’s smile a hairsbreadth from Emre’s face, right before he kissed Emre and pushed his cock deep.

Zenith would let him feel the full length of his cock. He would chase his own pleasure while giving Emre so much cock that Emre’s toes curled. Emre whined, sitting down hard on the dildo to feel it inside him. He carefully raised himself on his knees and sank back down, panting with the effort. He rolled his balls in his palm and stroked himself, pretending it was Zenith trying to mark him all over.

A groan came from the other apartment.

Emre froze, his cock throbbing, his ass leaking all over his toy.

There came another groan, and... soft rustling? Rhythmic sounds.

Sounds that were suddenly wet and slick, like maybe Zenith was stroking himself again.

Emre whimpered. He sat down hard on his dildo, gasping as the sudden invasion pulled his balls tight.

The stroking sounds stopped. Emre held his breath.Did he hear me?

For a long, breathless moment, all he knew was the floor against his hands and knees, the warm dildo in his ass, and his pounding heart.

Carefully, the slick sounds started up again, accompanied by deep, unsteady breathing.

It wasn’t as though the other people in the building didn’t have sex. Sex sounds were common at night; this shouldn’t be any different. Emre was just another tenant dealing with his hormones.

Maybe he won’t know it’s me.

He bit his lip and started the slow rocking again, leaning forward and sinking back down onto the dildo. The wetter he grew, the more sounds his ass made sliding around his toy, obscene sounds that were amplified by the darkness. Emre’s breath stuttered.

A groan came from his left, two apartments away. Emre squirted precum everywhere. He pretended not to know it was Zenith, holding himself on all fours as he worked his toy in and out of himself.

Maybe Zenith is listening to me. Maybe he’s getting off on this too.

A deep blush warmed his face. He rolled his hips and stuffed himself full, pretending it was Zenith behind him, Zenith gripping his hips and pounding hard, trying to squeeze his cum out so he could fill Emre with it.

Emre’s breath hitched. He came all over the floor, but the orgasm wasn’t enough to take the edge off.

He kept going, sinking himself fully onto the dildo and grinding against it, his breaths coming deeper as his hesitation wore off. He was pregnant, and he needed to come really badly. Heneeded an alpha to hold him down and fuck him open, knot him properly.

“Knot you,” he thought he heard Zenith say.

Emre shuddered, his breath punching out of him.

“Breed you,” Zenith added.