[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Romance, Alternative, Paranormal, Shifters, MM, HEA]
Jeremy isn't looking forward to meeting his new alpha. He's scared, but someone bought his contract, so he has to go.
The problem is Adam has no idea who he is. He didn't order an alpha, but the papers were shoved in his face, and he signed them, and now he's stuck.
Adam suspects his brother, who's always been bothering Adam about getting a mate, may have purchased Jeremy for him. He's a beautiful omega, and Adam is lonely. He's also stressed out running the ranch, but having an omega cooking his meals and helping with cleanup sounds great.
He just doesn't expect to feel something so soon. Jeremy isn't just a good cook and easy on the eyes. He's fun to be around. Adam's mundane routine suddenly has purpose, and his inner wolf howls whenever they touch.
When the center tries taking Jeremy back due to paperwork issues, Adam can't handle it, and he'll have to call in some help to make sure the omega he's grown to love stays right where he belongs. With him.
Marcy Jacks is a Siren-exclusive author.
The alpha cocked his head, rubbing a short, blond beard. “Yeah?”
“Sign here.” One of the betas shoved a clipboard into his hands.
The alpha took it and the pen, signing. “This about my delivery?”
“Yeah, we got it. Sorry we were late.”
“You’re early,” replied the alpha.
Early was good. He could think they were early all he wanted, so long as he didn’t blame Jeremy for anything.
“Right,” said one of the betas, taking back the clipboard. “You have yourself a great day.”
They turned and walked away.
Jeremy knew he was supposed to stand right where he was. He didn’t need to go with the betas now because they’d done their jobs and dropped him off.
Adam watched them head back to the van, a soft frown on his face before he noticed Jeremy was still standing there.
“Uh, hey. Hey guys! You’re leaving someone behind here.”
“No, we’re not. Your problem now,” said the beta, getting into the van.
Their doors closed with a sharp finality, and the engine started.
Adam rushed down the steps. “Hey! What are you doing?”
The betas didn’t respond. They started driving.
No sane person would go after a moving vehicle, and luckily, Jeremy’s new alpha seemed sane as he watched the van drive off with a whole lot of confusion and maybe even a little panic on his face.
Now Jeremy was confused, but he figured it was a simple enough misunderstanding.
Sometimes relatives purchased omegas for other people.
This might have been meant to be some sort of surprise, and the poor bastard signed his name thinking it was for a whole other kind of delivery.
The alpha looked at Jeremy, wide, green eyes staring at him.
Jeremy pressed his lips together, not holding that eye contact for long.
He didn’t want any trouble.
“Sir? Uh, I’m your omega now.”
“I didn’t order any omega,” he said, a soft growl to his voice.
“I…I know,” Jeremy said, rubbing his crooked nose. “I was thinking that maybe I was bought for you by a friend? Or someone in your family?”
Adam seemed to think about that, then he rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath. “Right. They…fuck.”
“I’m sorry,” Jeremy said.
The alpha was clearly not happy about this, and Jeremy didn’t want to get him worked up.
“Uh-huh, just come inside. We’ll deal with it.”
Jeremy followed the alpha into his home. He took off his shoes at the door, holding his bag close to his chest.
He looked around.
It seemed like an old home. Old wallpaper with some flowers on it in the first hallway, wooden steps. Outdated but clean, and nothing smelled like blood or sex.
So far, all good signs.
He’d seen much, much worse.
The alpha didn’t look back to make sure Jeremy was still following him, apparently trusting that he would.
He was right.
Jeremy followed the man into a kitchen that was just as outdated as the front part of the house.
Teal wooden cupboards and a fridge and stove that looked like they were from the seventies were on standby, lace curtains, and an actual landline on the wall.
He hadn’t seen one of those in a while.
Adam yanked the phone off the hook and started dialing numbers.
That he actually had phone numbers memorized instead of just pressing on a list of contacts was also kind of impressive.
Jeremy stood in the doorway.
The alpha smelled irritated, and it was never a good idea to get near an alpha who was about to fly off the deep end.
The alpha made several calls, some of which must have gone to voice mails, but he did speak to some people.
Jeremy was pretty sure some of those people were laughing at him when he explained the situation. Others spoke softer.
Jeremy wasn’t like most omegas. His shifting abilities were subpar at best. His hearing and senses were shit.
He was practically a human, but he could shift.
He’d done it once before in his life, at least, and he knew he wasn’t crazy.
Despite that, he could hear some things, tones of voice on the other side of the phone.
No one sounded sinister. No one sounded cruel. Adam got laughed at a bit, but when he hung up the phone for the last time, it seemed he was no closer to discovering who had sent Jeremy to him.
Adam looked at Jeremy, his hazel eyes so intense as to make Jeremy stand a little straighter.
“So, you’re an omega? From one of those…services?”
Jeremy nodded. “Yeah. That’s me.”
Adam sighed. “Right.” He rubbed his face, then took off the Stetson, revealing thick hair that was a shade darker than his beard.
Not quite blond, but not brown either.
He was good-looking.
Jeremy looked away from him quickly.
“So, you’re like a mate for hire?”
Jeremy shrugged. “Unless you decide to keep me.”
“That’s not gonna happen,” he said.
Sit,” Adam said.
A command Jeremy was happy to obey.
In the dark, Adam got out of his clothes quickly. Jeremy wasn’t commanded to, but he did the same, able to figure out for himself what to do as far as this part went.
“Do you, uh, get slick on your own? I know it’s supposed to be different for guys.”
Fuck. Jeremy hoped they wouldn’t have to get into that.
“Yeah. It’s enough, so don’t worry.”
His cock ached. He forced himself not to touch it, and his hole felt empty.
Yeah, he was slick, more so than usual, and he’d managed to get used to sex with alphas who didn’t use anything else to ease the way.
Part of life. He shouldn’t complain, and he was so horny from breathing in Adam’s scent that he didn’t want to bother with anything else. He just wanted to get the man in bed with him.
Adam reached into his bedside dresser, pulling out a small bottle. “I’ll use this anyway, just in case.”
Jeremy swallowed over the rock in his throat, nodding.
He didn’t even need it, but the alpha was going to use it on him anyway.
Why the fuck couldn’t all alphas be like this?
The thought was banished quickly from Jeremy’s head as Adam kissed him again, pushing him down onto the bed, pulling him, and maneuvering him easily until he was right in the middle of the mattress.
Jeremy sighed, spreading his thighs.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Except the alpha didn’t push into him and just start moving.
He didn’t use the lube either.
His heated mouth kept kissing along Jeremy’s throat, down his collarbone and chest while his large, powerful hands held on to Jeremy’s waist, keeping him in place.
He kept moving lower and lower.
Jeremy’s heart lurched, and his dick throbbed.
No way was he going to…he couldn’t possibly…
Adam went lower and lower still until his warm breath ghosted over the short length of Jeremy’s prick.
Jeremy sighed even before he felt the touch of a wet, hot tongue against the shaft of his cock.
He threw his head back, and…
He was dead. He was dead and in heaven because this was absolutely not real.
Adam didn’t seem to share in Jeremy’s shock. The man wetly kissed his dick again and again as if it was no issue at all. He went about it slowly, too, as if he wanted to savor the act.
Which was so fucking strange, but whatever.
Jeremy was too selfish to tell the guy that he didn’t need to bother with this. That alphas didn’t do this.
This was Jeremy’s job. He was supposed to be the one down there. He was supposed to be the one who sucked on Adam’s cock and made him feel good.
But then Adam’s whole mouth was around his dick and…oh fuck.
Jeremy shoved his hands through Adam’s soft brown hair and gripped it tightly as he thrust as deeply as he could into that tantalizing mouth, that wet and warm…
“Oh fuck!” he shouted, coming hard and fast, his orgasm ripping through him like a car wreck.
He shouldn’t. He wasn’t allowed. At the very least, he was supposed to give his alpha pleasure first, and if he got something in return, then it was a bonus, but this…
Jeremy groaned. He’d barely realized how tightly wound up his body had become until he slumped back onto the mattress.
Only to realize that Adam’s fingers were now inside him, slick and stretching, his mouth still lazily sucking on Jeremy’s cock.
A rush of humiliation hit him, and Jeremy tried to sit up.
Except Adam growled and pushed him back down.
“I can…I should take care of you,” he said.
He wanted to return the favor. He needed to make his alpha feel good after that.
Adam glanced up at him, and it was so fucking filthy and lewd to see him staring up at Jeremy with Jeremy’s dick in his mouth, but what could he do? He was helpless where he was and selfish because it still felt good.
“I can do that…to you? I’m good at it,” he said.
Adam seemed to take that as his cue. He pulled his mouth away from Jeremy’s cock with a wet slurping noise that made Jeremy shiver.
He smiled so sweetly and somehow managed to look so wicked at the same time.
“You can return the favor for me later, darlin’. I like where we’re at right now.”
He pushed his fingers deeper, hitting that spot inside of Jeremy that made him shiver and groan.
He’d just come, but the man touched and stroked him in ways that made him feel like he was going to orgasm again.