Chapter 2

Nick Cortez has been my best friend since I was young. He was there for me before school even began, teaching me what I was and providing me with everything I could ever need. My parents weren’t well off, but Nick, being from an old money family, was always willing to take care of me.

Nick presented three years ago as an alpha, which made sense because he liked to mother me regardless of whether he even knew my secondary gender. The thing about Nick is that I was helplessly and completely in love with him.

“I have to be quick. I have to be somewhere soon,” Nick said. I smiled at him. I knew he could be with Summer right now, but he chose to be here with me. He isn’t mine for very much longer, but I’d take any moment with him as long as I could.

“How do you want to use me, baby?” I purred, running one hand through his soft, dark locks as my other gripped his forearm, clutching me to him.

“I’ve been thinking about your mouth on my cock all day.” He groaned, tucking his face into my neck, licking a strip from my collarbone to my ear. I moved my head to give him more access as I thanked every deity I washed my hair this morning.

I was eager to get him in my mouth as much as he was to be in there. If there was one thing I loved doing was sucking cock. If I was being honest, I liked it because it’s something I could actually give Nick. It’s something I could actually offer him that he wants and couldn’t get anywhere else.

I also liked it because I was also really fucking good at it.

He ran his hand up the back of my head to grab a handful of hair to pull my head forcibly back. Nick’s eyes were blown, and there was a blush dusting the apples of his cheeks as he looked at the curve of my neck and gasping mouth.

If I wasn’t on suppressants, I knew slick would have ruined my outfit. I fucking loved it when he was rough with me.

Licking my lips, I let him manipulate my head down to push my body into a kneeling position in front of the obvious tent in his pants. I grabbed for his buckle, hastily getting it open, and his zipper down.

He gave a dark chuckle, “seems like someone was as eager as me for this. You are such a cock whore, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.” I hissed out, letting his cock out of its prison. Not letting a second go by before I lapped up the pre-cum. It was Nick’s scent concentrated, making the room fill with his coffee gelato scent. If I could rub it all over me, I would. Nick could get me scent drunk much too easily, even if he didn’t try.

“That’s it. Lick it up, baby.” He groaned. I looked up as his head flew back, bearing his neck to me. Making me fall even more in love with him at his unconscious submission. I took him all the way until he kissed the back of my throat. He gasped, looked down into my eyes, and slammed my head to take his cock completely down.

My hands gripped his hips to steady myself, and he used that as an opportunity to fist my hair, taking control of my movements as he thrust into my mouth. His cock hit the back of my throat harshly instead of gliding further in, and I fought the urge to gag and forced him deeper to avoid it. The taste of his pre-cum every time his head rubbed the back of my tongue was intoxicating, a rush of sweetness that made my head spin.

“Look at you,” Nick growled, his voice filled with lust and a hint of pride. “Taking my cock like such a good girl.”

I moaned around him, the vibrations making him twitch and curse under his breath. I loved that I could affect him like this, that I could bring this powerful alpha to the edge with nothing but my mouth.

My hands roamed over his thighs, feeling the muscles tense and release with each thrust. I could feel the heat of his skin through the fabric of his pants, and I wished desperately that I could strip us both bare and feel him against me, inside me.

But this was enough. It had to be.

Nick’s movements became more erratic, his grip on my hair tightening as he chased his release. “Fuck, Mara,” he grunted, his hips stuttering. “I’m gonna–”

He didn’t have to finish the sentence. I knew what was coming, and I braced myself, ready to swallow every drop he gave me.

With a final, deep thrust, Nick came with a shout, his cock pulsing in my mouth as he filled me with his cum. I swallowed instinctively, the taste of him making my own arousal spike.

For a moment, we stayed like that, frozen in time. Then, with a sigh, Nick pulled out of my mouth and stepped back, tucking himself away. I stayed on my knees, catching my breath, my body humming with need.

Nick reached down to help me to my feet, his touch gentle now. “You’re incredible, you know that?” he said, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear.

I smiled up at him, my heart aching with love and longing. “Only because you bring it out in me,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

He leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to my forehead. “I have to go,” he murmured, though he made no move to leave.

“I know,” I said and stepped back to give him space. “Go be with Summer.”

That was the other kicker. Summer Price? Yeah, she was Nick’s fiance. That was the word on the street, at least, but Nick told me a different story. Summer had been betrothed to Nick since before he was born, and if he wanted to see any of his inheritance, he needed to honor it. I couldn’t fault him; I wouldn’t choose to be as poor as I was if I could help it, even if I couldn’t marry for love.

Nick’s expression darkened for a moment, but he nodded, turning to leave. “I’ll see you later, Mara,” he said over his shoulder.

I watched him go, my heart heavy in my chest. Once he was gone, I sank down onto the floor, my body still thrumming with unfulfilled desire. I knew I could never have Nick the way I wanted, and moments like this made the longing almost unbearable.