🔞Caught at Love|| Ishman

🔞Chapter Six

[Cause I'm a nice person and I'd never make you guys wait for the filthy smut🤗]
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Ishan was.....in heat?

Shubman had assumed the omega was on suppressants considering his secret. This was a whole lot of information for him, he had never ever fucked an omega in heat. He didn't know if he should let Ishan be on his own but the words, the words he said continuously repeated in his mind and his dick stirred up in his pants. Breed him....mate him....Ishan was such a fucking tease for him....only HIM. He kept aside the coffee cup in his hand and ran through the corridors of the hotel.

As Shubman entered the dark room, he was immediately engulfed by the strong smell of lavender. The room stunk of soothing floral aroma, his mind started to float a little before he realised that his pheromones were getting triggered because of the smell. He felt himself getting restless, the source of the scent pulling him unreasonably close. He quickly searched for the lights and as they lit, he finally saw the bundle of blankets on the bed. A shivering figure underneath the bundles, only his silky hair was visible on the white pillows.

Shubman shut the door behind him and running to the bed, he quickly pulled away the blankets to finally find Ishan writhing in pain underneath, clutching his stomach while his knees were pushed towards his chest. Ishan was entirely sweaty, whole body drenched and his dick was rubbing against the sheets. The god forbade sight of his milky skin, flushing in a red hue made his erection even harder. He narrowed his eyebrows before realising something and his eyes widened.

Ishan was wearing an oversized white shirt, which Shubman recognised to be his.

“You having fun?” He said, coming fully into view, Ishan's teary eyes looked up.

"Alpha..... please....." Ishan's eyes were fully dilated, suggesting that his heat hormones had taken over and his omega was now in control of his body, lust and breathlessness evident in his moaning.

Shubman let out a choked breath, and dug his nails into his palm to stop himself from pouncing then and there. “If I follow you in, I’m gonna fuck you until you can’t walk, and you don’t want that.”

“But what if I do?”

“You can’t mean that.” His inner Alpha was pacing back and forth, desperate to take the Omega beneath him and show him pleasure, but he felt differently all of a sudden. He didn't want to hurt Ishan, which was ironic considering how many times he had roughly fucked him. He could feel his Alpha, taking over him, this had never ever happened, was his rut hitting him too?

Mate, don't hurt, don't hurt....

Shubman let out a startled yelp as he was hauled close, and then Ishan was scant inches away from him, and Shubman was drowning in his scent, and never wanted to leave. “I do mean it. So either you fuck me, or I’ll find someone else who will.”

Shubman growled, and shoved Ishan down on the bed, tearing away the shirt from his body.

“No one else will ever get to see you like this.” He kicked his own clothes off in a flash, and then smashed their mouths together. Ishan went boneless as Shubman licked into his mouth, and his large hands gripped the omega's chest, kneading them as Ishan kept moaning.

Ishan inhaled. His senses were filled with raw Alpha scent where it was strongest. The pheromones hit him harder than a whip.