The Stray Omega

Heat Hotel

Mitch tangled his fingers into Scott's long hair and tugged at it as the blond sucked at his neck hungrily. He let out a dirty moan when Scott bit his skin, drawing a bit of blood and causing his hips to buck up. "A-Alpha...." He whispered, a short gasp escaping his lips when Scott's hand gripped his aching cock that was begging to be free from his boxers. 

Scott shifted his weight so he was more comfortable then snuck his fingers under Mitch's thin shirt and sat up to pull it off of his body. He bent back down, his lips close to his Omega's as he trailed his hand up Mitch's chest to grasp his small neck. Mitch laid his head back against the pillows, his Adam's apple bulging out and pressing against Scott's hand making him moan. 

Scott breathed in deeply, moaning when Mitch's scent filled his nose and he removed his hand from Mitch's neck in fear of hurting him and sat up. He sat on the edge of the bed and motioned Mitch towards him. The Omega crawled over, standing off the bed and in between Scott's legs. The Alpha peeled off Mitch's boxers and helped him step out of them then gripped his hips tightly. 

"Hold onto my shoulders, love," Scott said, hooking a hand under Mitch's thigh. He pulled Mitch closer to him then waited for him to keep his balance. He brought Mitch's leg over his shoulder and kept him steady with one hand on his hip, the other still on his thigh. He stuffed his nose under Mitch's penis and balls, his tongue darting out to rub against Mitch's leaking entrance. He growled lowly at the taste and smell, pulling Mitch impossibly closer to him to shove his tongue inside the whimpering Omega. 

Mitch threw his head back in pleasure, his cock leaking precum into his Alpha's messy hair. He felt his thighs shaking and squeezed them against the sides of Scott's head. He felt Scott's tongue wiggling inside of him then moaned loudly, his cum coating Scott's hair. Scott pulled back and trailed his tongue over the bottom of Mitch's cock as he lowered the brunette onto the bed. He felt a few dripples of cum fall onto his face and shut one of his eyes. He wiped his mouth with his hand then wiped it on the bed. He grabbed his shirt that was discarded on the floor and rubbed out most of the cum from his hair then threw the shirt across the room.

"Are you ready, love?" Scott asked, pushing two fingers into Mitch's hole as he groped himself into full hardness. 

"Always, sir," Mitch whispered. 

"Sit up." Mitch followed the order almost robotic-like. "On your knees. Stretch yourself out while I get prepared." 

Mitch got to his knees and reached under himself, three of his thin fingers fitting into his hole as he scissored himself. He felt Scott stand off the bed momentarily then return behind him. He heard the sound of the condom tearing open and the popping of a lube bottle. First, he felt Scott's slimy finger work its way between his own, a short moan coming out of him. 

He then heard a short hiss and cranked his head around to see Scott pulling off the condom. "What's wrong?" He mumbled. 

"Too small." Scott groaned, tossing the condom and wrapper onto the bed then reached into the box provided by the staff members of the Heat Hotel and searched through it. 

"That was an extra large," Mitch smirked, turning around as he seductively sucked on his fingers. 

Scott looked up and bit his lip lightly as his cheeks burned. He found the correct condom and set the box away as he tore open the condom and slid it on. He pushed Mitch to his back maneuvered between his legs. "Want to feel how big I am?" He whispered, popping the lube bottle back and slathered lube on his cock then cleaned his hands off and put the lube away. 

"You know I do, sir." Mitch sat up, grabbing Scott's shoulders then laid back down, Scott kissing Mitch as he slid the Omega across the bed and to the headboard. He grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under Mitch's bottom to prop him up. He grasped his cock and aimed it at Mitch's hole, pushing in and making sure he didn't hurt Mitch too badly from the stretch. He moved his lips to Mitch's jaw and kissed it as he slowly thrust his hips. 

Mitch grasped Scott's shoulders and dug his fingers into the broad muscle. He reached behind him with one hand, gripping the headboard tightly as Scott thrust into him and held onto his waist with a bruising grip he has desired to feel for so long. He then moaned when Scott's lips covered his Mark. He let go of the headboard and tangled his fingers into his Alpha's sticky hair. He whimpered when Scott nearly hit his sweet spot.

"So big..." Mitch whispered, tilting his head to the side when Scott started nibbling at his mark. "P-Please bite me..." 

Scott pulled back to grasp Mitch's neck and sit up to hold him at a distance. Mitch looked up with wide, blue eyes and grabbed Scott's wrist. He looked up when he smelt the fear radiating from his Omega and stared at him with relaxing eyes. Mitch let go, knowing he wasn't to be hurt and brought his hand back to the headboard. 

Scott shifted his weight again and reangled himself, thrusting into Mitch's tight heat and clenching his hand when Mitch's moaned in pure pleasure. He grunted when he lost his balance due to his amputated leg then let go of Mitch's neck to move his weight to his hands. He made sure he was still at the angle he wanted and pounded into his Omega with little effort. 

He kissed Mitch deeply then moved back to his Mark, licking it once then biting into it. Mitch felt electricity run through his veins and he trailed his long nails against Scott's shoulder blades, drawing little blood. He clenched around Scott's shaft and came against his and Scott's bare stomachs, feeling Scott's cock twitching as he shot his warm cum into the condom. 

************************

Lil bit of drama coming up in the next few chapters.