[BL]Reborn as the Empire's Most Desired Omega
Chapter 192: A night in two

Chapter 192: Chapter 192: A night in two

Trevor lifted his head, eyes catching the dim light, storm-dark and molten at once. "I won’t," he said simply, the promise soft and absolute.

And then he kissed him again, slower, deeper, letting the warmth of his pheromones curl around them both until the world beyond their bed ceased to exist. The book, the night, the threats, all of it dissolved, leaving only the rhythm of their breathing and the steady press of Trevor’s hands, holding him like he already had all the time in the world to pay whatever price love demanded.

Lucas could feel Trevor’s restraint unraveling in the slow drag of his lips, in the way those hands gripped his waist like Trevor was reminding himself he could hold on. It had been too long, too many nights interrupted by plans, schemes, and guests.

But here, now, there was only them.

Lucas shifted, still straddling Trevor’s lap, his fingers sliding from damp hair down along Trevor’s neck, tracing the lines of muscle and skin. His green eyes caught Trevor’s storm-dark gaze, daring him, promising him, pulling him deeper. NovelFire

Then, with a sharp little grin, Lucas pushed.

Trevor’s back hit the mattress with a muffled thud, the pillows dipping under his weight as his towel loosened and slipped, forgotten, to the floor. Trevor’s eyes widened for only a fraction of a second before narrowing with a hunger that made Lucas’s breath catch.

Lucas leaned over him, hair falling forward as he braced a hand against the sheets, the other tugging at his own shirt. "You’ve been thinking too much," Lucas murmured, his voice low, coaxing, and electric. "Time to think about me."

Trevor’s hand shot up, gripping his hip, but he didn’t stop him. He watched instead, watched every movement, every flicker of light across Lucas’s skin, as Lucas slid his shirt over his head and let it fall beside the bed.

The lamplight kissed the pale lines of his shoulders, the steady rise and fall of his chest, and the defined curve of his waist. Trevor’s breath hitched audibly, violet eyes fixed on him with something between reverence and raw want.

"Lucas..." his name left Trevor’s mouth like a warning, like a prayer.

Lucas just smiled, a dangerous, aching thing, as he moved to unfasten the rest of his clothes slowly, letting each layer drop to the floor. He climbed back over Trevor, knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his hips, and pressed him further into the pillows.

Trevor’s hands found his thighs, sliding up, gripping, pulling him down until their bodies met, skin to skin, heat to heat. The alpha’s breath came rougher now, his voice breaking low and hungry. "Gods, Lucas... I’ve been starving for you."

Lucas bent, lips brushing Trevor’s jaw, his ear, and his throat, each kiss sharper and deeper, tasting him like something he’d been denied too long. "Then take me," Lucas whispered against his skin, the command trembling with his own need.

Trevor’s hands were already on Lucas’s back, gripping him with an intensity that spoke of nights spent apart, of hunger that had simmered too long. His lips found Lucas’s neck, teeth scraping against the sensitive skin there, and Lucas arched into him, a low groan escaping his throat. The sound was raw and unfiltered, and Trevor responded with a growl that vibrated through both of them.

Lucas’s fingers tangled in Trevor’s damp hair, pulling him closer until their mouths crashed together again, heat and need colliding in a messy, desperate kiss. Trevor’s tongue pushed into his mouth, claiming him with a fierceness that made Lucas’s head spin. He could feel the alpha’s arousal pressing insistently against his thigh, and the ache between his own legs grew sharper, more insistent.

His hands slid down Lucas’s back, fingers digging into the curve of his waist before shifting lower, gripping his hips. Lucas could feel every inch of Trevor’s hard length pressing against him, and the sensation sent a shiver racing down his spine.

Trevor’s lips continued their descent, leaving a trail of fire in their wake as they moved down Lucas’s throat, over his collarbone, and finally to his chest. His tongue flicked over a nipple, and Lucas gasped, his fingers tightening in Trevor’s hair. The touch was electric, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through him, and he couldn’t help but press himself closer, seeking more.

Teeth grazed the sensitive bud, and Lucas moaned, his hips jerking forward instinctively. Trevor chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against his skin, and then he took the nipple into his mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure. Lucas trembled under the assault of sensation, and his breath came in short, sharp gasps.

Lucas’s moan broke into a shaky laugh, fingers still knotted in Trevor’s hair as his head tipped back, his breath ragged. "You’re... insatiable," he managed, his voice low and threaded with something that wasn’t quite control anymore.

Trevor lifted his head, lips glistening faintly in the dim light, a dark smile curving his mouth but didn’t say anything.

Trevor rolled them in one fluid motion, pinning Lucas gently to the mattress, the pillows dipping under his weight. His hands moved with a reverence sharpened by hunger, tracing every inch of skin as though relearning the map of him. Lucas arched up into each touch, meeting Trevor’s gaze with green eyes blown wide, his body trembling beneath the heat pressing him down.

Trevor’s gaze raked over him, lingering on the hard length of his cock, already slick with precum. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the inside of Lucas’s thigh, and Lucas shuddered, his hips lifting off the bed.

"Please," Lucas begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please, Trevor..."

Trevor didn’t make him wait. His mouth closed over the head of Lucas’s cock, and Lucas cried out, his back arching off the bed. The warmth of Trevor’s mouth was almost too much, the suction sending waves of pleasure crashing through him. His fingers tangled in the sheets, clutching at the fabric as Trevor began to move, taking him deeper with each pass.

Lucas could feel the tension building inside him, coiling tighter and tighter with every stroke of Trevor’s tongue, every gentle scrape of teeth. His breathing grew erratic, his hips moving restlessly against the bed as he tried to thrust deeper into Trevor’s mouth.

Trevor’s hands gripped Lucas’s hips with a possessive urgency, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled him closer. The alpha’s scent, musky and overpowering, filled the room like a storm rolling in, unmistakable and irresistible. Lucas shuddered beneath him, his omega instincts responding instinctively to the dominance exuded by the man above him. His own scent, mixed with the salt of sweat, created an intoxicating blend that made Trevor’s head spin.

"Don’t stop," Lucas breathed, his voice trembling as he arched his back, pressing his chest against Trevor’s. His fingers clutched at the sheets, knuckles white, as he felt his mate’s rough hands glide down his sides, leaving trails of fire in their wake. His body was alight with need, every nerve ending screaming for more.

Trevor’s lips found the curve of Lucas’s neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin where his scent gland pulsed faintly. God, he smelled divine. A scent that made Trevor’s instincts roar with hunger. He bit down gently, just enough to make Lucas gasp, and licked over the mark he left, soothing it with his tongue. "You’re mine," he growled, the words low and gravelly, vibrating against Lucas’s skin.

Lucas whimpered, his hips jerking upward instinctively as Trevor’s hand slid between his thighs, fingers brushing against the slick already pooling there. His body was a mess of sensations, every touch sending electric jolts through him. "Yours," he whispered back, voice breaking as Trevor’s fingers pressed deeper, rubbing against his entrance with teasing strokes. "Always yours."