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  A Night with an Alpha

  (An Alpha/Omega Breeding Tryst)

  Author: Lily Anton

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  Alice simply laid there, completely at a loss as to what to say to make the situation any less awkward.

  Instead, her gaze was locked on the man currently standing off to the side of the bed, her feelings all over the place and a warm buzzing tension that had her ears practically ringing.

  She watched as the alpha reached back and took his wallet and phone out of his pant pocket, placing them on the nightstand with far more precision than was needed.

  The man’s watch came next, gently placed alongside the other items.

  It gave Alice time to come to terms with what she was about to do; not just the one-night stand that would lead to what she desperately wanted, but the fact that this wasn’t just a regular alpha.

  Having a Head Alpha in her presence was an intoxicating thing as his scent permeated the air around them.

  Alice wasn’t certain how she had ended up in this situation, lying there with pillows behind her and crisp 1000-thread-count black sheets that were on Greg’s bed.

  Well, Alice knew ‘technically’ how she had ended up here, but she just couldn’t wrap her mind around how this was actually happening.

  She had -in a daring move- resorted to using a mobile app…one appropriately named ‘Alpha4Os’.

  She had been a little embarrassed in choosing to use an app of all things, but she felt that time was not on her side and desperation was creeping up along her peripheral.

  Alice wanted a child, and with her twenties having passed her by and now almost her thirties, her opportunity to do so was decreasing.

  It hadn’t helped that her partner of almost fifteen years had left her last year.

  This whole thing had been done in jest, sitting with her friends at home and enjoying some wine while creating ridiculous profiles.

  She hadn’t expected anything to actually happen with it but a chance look on the app a few weeks later had caught her eye.

  The alpha’s profile had looked too good to be true, and her mind screamed at her that it was most definitely a catfish.

  But she figured there was no harm in flirting…no harm in pretending that a gorgeous younger alpha was interested in her.

  Alice’s plan for it to be just a small amount of flirting had quickly blossomed in a bit more than flirting, with her eventually biting the bullet and being brave enough to ask if they could get together in person.

  She tried to convince herself that it was not about fucking (although it was very much was), however Alice had actually felt some sort of bond with the alpha she’d been chatting with online, enough to feel like maybe she should take the chance.

  It had also been over a year since she’d had sex with anything other than silicone.

  “Alice…you sure?” Greg asked, pausing to look down at her.

  Alice shook herself out of her thoughts and tried to give off an ‘oh totally’ vibe which ended up just making her look even more nervous.

  “Yeah... Of course.”

  Her nerves had already been high in the lead up to their meeting, but she had expected a normal alpha (possibly not even the same one in the photos); just the regular type she could have easily found in a cocktail lounge that she’d end up going home with after some drinks only for some lackluster sex to round out the night.

  This way had felt better; Alice knew what to expect from an alpha male who was interested in her true pregnancy kink…the tabooed excitement of having unprotected sex and breeding with someone you barely knew without the worry of having to support or rear a child.

  Greg had been okay with that it seemed (and Alice had been quite bold in when she’d created her profile); and there was the upside that the people on the app were actually reviewed…or so it claimed.

  It was just…she hadn’t expected ending up with a Head Alpha: a dark-haired, blue-eyed man several years younger than her and way way out of her league.

  Greg was toned in all the right ways and even more gorgeous than in his photos.

  Alice had been surprised when Greg had asked to take her out to dinner and not just to grab drinks at some crappy diner or something.

  He had taken her to Le Lapin, one of the most expensive restaurants in the city.

  Alice would have let him breed her in the restaurant bathroom just for that. Although really, Greg could have taken her to a crappy diner because a man like this would never come along again, taking along with it the chance to be bred by someone so fucking good looking.

  Not to forget an actual Head Alpha.

  Alice had to admit, she had a lot of questions. Like why was a Head Alpha on a hookup site and why did he bring her back to his apartment?

  Greg could easily have a supermodel on all fours for him, so why her?

  Alice kept waiting for the man to call things off as the night went on but it hadn’t happened…yet.

  Now, she was in his bedroom, on his bed, the size of it more than twice her own as she looked out the floor-to-ceiling windows off to the side which overlooked the city below.

  “Alice.” Greg said softly, the back of his hand running gently along the side of her face.

  Alice jolted suddenly, shaken out of her thoughts.

  “Yes?”

  “I said, if you want to change your mind, that’s completely fine.”

  “No, I don’t want to,” Alice replied.

  She would have been an idiot to go ahead and second guess things at this point, not with what she truly desired within her reach.

  Even if he wouldn’t be involved in her life after tonight, Alice couldn’t see there being a better sire for her child than this Head Alpha.

  “I-“ she paused, wondering if the man would change his mind as soon as she said what she was about to.

  She knew many alphas had a breeding kink like hers but they enjoyed possibility of it all, not the reality of the situation.

  “I have the paperwork with me so you can be certain that should I end up with child you won’t be required to take on any parental role or rights. I haven’t been on birth control for a while…haven’t really been with anyone in a-”

  Alice winced as she saw Greg’s unreadable expression. “…that was way too much information wasn’t it. Sorry.”

  “No need to be sorry” Greg said. “I’m just concerned that I could harm you once things…heat up.”

  A nice way of saying he wasn’t sure how much control he’d have once the desire to rut took hold.

  Alice couldn’t even imagine how she’d be able to induce a rut in a gorgeous alpha such as this one.

  “When was the last time you had-“

  Alice flinched again in embarrassment and cut him off.

  “Do I really have to tell you?”

  It had skipped her mind how forthcoming alphas usually were when it came to things.

  Sex in particular.

  She wasn’t even sure why she was surprised since Greg had been upfront about scheduling their ‘date’ so that it would be around his peak season; he’d be the most virile and increase the chance of pregnancy.

  Alice felt her face flush. “A year…”

  Maybe she hadn’t sounded convincing because she saw Greg smirking down at her with a look that said “really?”

  Moving her gaze away from him she stared back out the window when she admitted the truth.

  “Two years.”

  “May I ask why?”

  Alice’s lips downturned, assuming the Head Alpha was making fun of her. “Are you kidding me?”

  “No. Two years is a long time.”

  Alice huffed a sarcastic laugh. “Yeah, because we’re all as gorgeous
as you are. And you’re a Head Alpha…sky’s the limit for you.”

  This date was going sideways fast and she moved to sit up, knowing this whole thing had been stupid.

  Her movement was halted as gentle fingers caressed her cheek.

  “I don’t understand why you think you’d have difficulty finding a mate.”

  “Greg, there aren’t that many alphas that are throwing themselves at a past her prime abandoned omega.”

  Alice hated having used that word. Maybe she would have picked another phrase that wasn’t so attached to the stigma omegas suffered when a bond was broken.

  It made sense right? Who would want an abandoned omega?

  Alice embarrassingly watched as Greg’s eyes moved across her face and down to her neck where a much-faded scar was half obscured by her blouse.

  She knew she was being a downer and regretted not having had more than a single glass of wine at the restaurant.

  Alice hadn’t a clue how to be alluring or seductive.

  “Don’t concern yourself about harming me,” she found herself saying, attempting to do some damage control.

  “I’ve had my share of in-season sex. It might not be my peak days but I’ll be fine.”

  “Your peak days aren’t really an issue,” Greg said with a small smile as his fingers trailed down her neck and towards her belly button. “My pheromones will tell your body otherwise.”

  Alice was already distracted by his wandering hand.

  “Feeling smug about that?,” she mumbled, thoughts focused on his fingers. “I’ve got weeks to go…”

  Although she wished that wasn’t the case.

  “One of the benefits of being a Head,” Greg assured her, his tone lowering as his fingers worked to remove a button on her blouse. “You’ll automatically react. You had no idea?”

  Alice muttered something unintelligible under her breath, words escaping her as her blouse was slowly undone and opened.

  A large hand came down, its palm traveling across her stomach and towards her neck, fingers caressing the faded mark there.

  “If you’re okay with me…?” Greg questioned, his fingers of his other hand dancing along the waist of her skirt.

  Alice nodded, inhaling suddenly as the alpha’s head lowered onto her body.

  Greg’s face stopped centimeters above Alice stomach, the man inhaling her scent.

  Alice felt his lips caress the skin on her belly, his slight five o’clock shadow grazing against her soft flesh and causing goosebumps to form.

  She shuddered at the sensation and Greg could smell her arousal.

  His own body was quick to react, his rut rising within him at a surprising speed just being in proximity to the omega’s intoxicating scent.

  It had been steadily on the rise since he had seen her in person, sitting there at the restaurant bar as she had been nervously waiting for him.

  Greg was always punctual, but it appeared as though Alice had decided to get there ahead of time.

  It had worked out in his favor though, giving him the opportunity to look Alice over while the woman nervously sat there, eyes darting about without trying to appear too overeager.

  The chance to do so had been a pleasant surprise, allowing him to get a first impression of her without her realizing he was a Head Alpha and thus affecting things once he made himself known.

  All too many times his status as a Head Alpha made interactions with others stilted and awkward.

  The fact that Alice was older than he was and with more experience had been a huge benefit as he hoped she wouldn’t kept swept up with his status.

  Greg had immediately noticed her eyes as she had sat there. Alice had been looking around, and while nervous, the dark brown eyes had looked rather sad.

  Her fingers had rapped anxiously against the bar, her appearance formal and elegant.

  If he was being honest with himself, Greg had found her even more good-looking than he’d expected.

  Sure there had been photos and some great conversations via text, but other than that, it had really be an unknown.

  If Alice hadn’t taken the leap and asked them to get together, Greg would have done it soon after.

  He had eventually walked towards the woman, hiding his amusement at the way her eyes had caught his, the sadness in them melting away and replaced with amazement.

  Greg looked up now and saw those brown eyes looking at him with intent.

  His hands wrapped around her waist to unhook her skirt, leaning down as he did so and placing a kiss just above her belly button.

  She breathed in shakily at the action, causing Greg to hum in satisfaction. Alice had years on him sure, but she was proving to be just as sensitive as women ten years younger.

  He made her arch her back as he gently pulled her skirt down, taking her panties along it as he did so, her arousal flooding his nostrils with a sweet scent that was uniquely her.

  Greg growled, unable to help himself as he lowered his face into the already slick curls between her legs.

  Alice gasped, her whole body arching up at the unexpected action as the smell of Greg’s musk thickened around her.

  He pinned her in place, hands on her hips as alpha instincts overrode logic and told him that if he didn’t keep her still she’d somehow disappear.

  A distant thought in the recesses of his mind held surprise at just how quickly the onset of his rut came about. It was always subtle, building in layers.

  That was not the case tonight with Alice.

  “Stay still!” he said through gritted teeth, feeling the woman beneath his mouth freeze.

  Greg would not do anything that would hurt her but considering how she was overwhelming his alpha self right now, he felt combustible and unsteady.

  His sharp command had clearly affected Alice as well; Greg could practically taste the change in her scent as he saw her become even wetter, arousal fueling her body to produce as much lubricant as possible in preparation for an alpha.

  Greg’s cock became rock hard, his hips rutting into the mattress on instinct as it sought to claim.

  “You sure?” he found himself asking, using what little mindfulness he had left to make certain.

  Alice was completely overwhelmed by arousal and found herself laughing in disbelief. “Fuck yes I want this. Your scent is…it’s like nothing I’ve ever-“

  Greg cut off the rest of her sentence by sinking his mouth back between her legs, tongue stroking her folds.

  Alice’s back arched as much as it could under his hold, her head jerking to the side on the pillow as she moaned in pleasure.

  Greg’s face was partially hidden in her thatch of curls, his tongue diving unrepentantly into her.

  Her nerve endings were on fire, coupled with obscenely wet noises that only heightened her arousal; her hands grasping for purchase in the sheets beneath her.