They Took His Inheritance, He Claimed Three Alpha Mates novel · Chapter 3 of 40
Chapter 3: The Switch
Under the Night Domain Max turns alpha and James omega, and he bites the first mark into James's shoulder. Outside the shutter, the clerk's pen logs Night One.
James stared down at his own hands and then at the dark patch spreading across his trousers.
"I'm wet," he said.
"Yes."
"I'm very wet. Max, I'm sitting on your lap and I'm soaking through my trousers."
"I noticed."
"Is this the Domain?"
"This is the Domain."
"Right." James swallowed hard. "Okay. I feel like I should be more upset about it."
Max's new body was bigger than the omega's, and heavier, with hot blood in every limb.
His cock had gone hard the instant the change took him, thick and aching, and it pressed against the front of his trousers.
A knot swelled at the base of it, tight and sore, and the scent of James's slick was everywhere.
It smelled like cut grass after rain, and it made his mouth water.
"Take your shirt off," Max said.
His own voice came out lower, rougher, and James shivered at the sound.
"Yes, sir."
"Don't call me sir."
"Yes, Max, my alpha, my lord of Greywater."
"James."
"Taking it off."
James pulled the shirt over his head and dropped it.
His chest was broad and freckled across the shoulders, and his nipples were tight and dark.
Max put both hands on him and dragged his palms down the warm skin, and James's breath hitched.
"You're shaking," Max said.
"You're touching me."
"I'm going to do a lot more than that."
He rolled James onto his back on the bed, pulled his trousers off, and tossed them across the room.
James's cock lay flushed and hard against his stomach, leaking at the tip.
Slick ran from his hole down the cleft of his ass and soaked the sheet beneath him.
Max had never seen anything so hot.
He lowered his head and took James's cock into his mouth.
James cried out, a startled bark that he smothered against the back of his wrist.
"Oh, fuck. Oh my gods. Your mouth."
Max sucked him slow, with his tongue flat along the underside, and James's hips rose off the bed.
He took him deeper, until the head pressed the back of his throat, and swallowed.
"Max. Max, I'm going to," James gasped. "I haven't even, I don't usually, this is a lot."
Max pulled off with a wet sound.
"Not yet."
"Oh, you can't be serious."
"Hold on."
He slid two fingers through the slick between James's cheeks and rubbed them over the tight rim of his hole.
James went rigid, then melted, and a ragged moan tore out of him.
"That's it," Max said. "Open for me."
He pushed one finger inside, slick and burning hot, and James clenched around it.
He added a second and crooked them forward, and James's whole body arched.
"There," James said, wild-eyed. "Right there. Do that again."
Max did it again.
He worked the two fingers in and out, slow, then faster, until James was fucking himself back onto them and babbling.
"Please, you've got to, I need you in me, I can't wait, I'll die."
"You won't die."
"I might."
"Turn over."
James rolled onto his hands and knees, and the lamp threw a long gold line down his back.
His ass was round and pale, and slick glistened on the inside of his thighs.
Max got behind him, pulled his own trousers down, and took his cock in a fist.
It was bigger than he expected.
He rubbed the thick head up and down James's slick hole, and James pushed back against him with a whimper.
"Stop teasing me, you sadistic bastard."
"Say please."
"Please, please, put your cock in me."
Max pushed in.
The head breached him with a hot wet pop, and James howled into the pillow.
Max kept going, one slow inch at a time, until his hips pressed flush against James's ass.
The heat was unbelievable.
James clamped down around him, tight and slick, and Max's vision went white at the edges.
"Fuck," Max groaned. "You're so tight."
"You're so big," James said, muffled. "Is that normal? Is that the alpha size? Because I think I'd remember."
"Shut up and take it."
"I'm trying. I'm taking it. I'm taking all of it."
Max pulled out halfway and thrust back in, and the wet slap of skin filled the room.
He set a hard, steady rhythm.
Every stroke dragged his cock over the swollen place inside James, and James shouted into the pillow each time.
"Harder," James begged. "Fuck me harder."
Max gripped his hips and gave him what he asked for.
The bed frame banged against the wall, and the lamp rattled on the table.
The knot was swelling now, thick at the root, catching on the rim of James's hole with every thrust.
"I can't," James sobbed. "It's too big. It's going to, I'm going to."
"You can take it."
"I can't."
"You can."
Max slammed in once more, and the knot popped past the rim.
James screamed.
His whole body went tight, and his hole locked around the base of Max's cock, holding him there, deep and full.
Max groaned and rutted into him in short rough jerks.
Pleasure tore up his spine, hot and bright, and he reached around and wrapped a fist around James's cock.
James was hard as stone and dripping.
Max stroked him fast, in time with his hips, and James came all at once.
He spilled across the sheet in thick ropes, clenching and shuddering, and the grip of his body dragged Max over the edge.
Max came with a hoarse shout.
His cock pulsed, and heat flooded James, pulse after pulse, until it ran out around the knot and down his thighs.
They collapsed together on the wet sheet, locked tight, breathing hard.
It took a long time before James could speak.
"So," he said into the pillow. "That's what they meant by a first night."
"Hush."
"I'm just saying, if Linda had told me it would be like this, I'd have shown up in the first week."
Max huffed a tired laugh against his shoulder.
The knot eased slowly, and James winced as Max slid free.
For a while they just lay there in the damp warmth, with James's hand wrapped tight around Max's wrist.
Then Max propped himself up and looked at the line of James's shoulder, freckled and flushed.
ROSE: Bite him. The mark takes on the shoulder.
"Do it," James said, before Max could move. "I want it."
Max set his teeth into the muscle above the collarbone and bit down.
James groaned.
The skin parted under his teeth, and a ring of small silver crescents spread out from the bite, glowing and then sinking in.
James touched it with trembling fingers.
"It stayed."
"It's mine," Max said, a little unsteady. "And you're mine."
James turned his head and kissed him, slow and sweet, and said nothing at all.
ROSE: Mark placed. Mate recorded: James of Helix.
Outside the shutter, a pen scratched.
A voice murmured a number to itself, and Max caught it through the wood.
"Night One."
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