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Claiming His Alpha

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Šílené waited until the doors he had danced through were closed before racing down the hallway to the nearest free bathroom. He had learned at a very early age to never let anyone know he was nervous or scared.

Or horny, and right now, his cock was so hard he was about to explode. He barely made it into the bathroom and got the door closed before he was ripping open his black skinny jeans and palming his cock.

Erotic images of the powerful enforcer in the dining room filled his mind as he stroked his hand down his thick length, jerking his cock in a fast and furious motion. The more he imagined, the harder he stroked himself.

Reece was a legendary enforcer whose exploits were told around the campfires in the dark of night. He was spoken of in hushed whispers lest he come in the night to exact punishment on those that did wrong.

And he was absolutely glorious.

Šílené had never laid eyes on anyone more stunning. From the moment he had danced into Elder Hamilton's office earlier in the week, Šílené had been spellbound. To have kissed the man, and been held in his arms was more than Šílené could ever have dreamed.

And yet, he knew it was only a dream.

Šílené was not like other men. He was an omega born alpha. No greater screw up had the gods ever perpetrated. He was not meant to be an alpha, and yet he was. And that was how he knew Reece was nothing but a dream. His life simply didn't go the way he wanted.

He desperately wanted to feel Reece's hands on him again, the man's lips pressed against his own. He wanted to dream a little longer and pretend that they could have more together. He wanted Reece to want him for just a little while.

Šílené tightened his fist around his cock and began making long strokes from root to tip. He ran his thumb over the moist head, smearing the pre-come around and squeezing lightly. Šílené bit his lip as his jerked his hand up and down to the rhythm his hips were setting.

It didn't take long before his balls were pulling up tight to his body. A web of arousal spun around him as he squeezed his shaft, his thumb caressing over the leaking head. He growled when he felt the tingle shooting up his spine

“Reece!” Šílené groaned as his cock jerked wildly and then erupted. Ropes of pearly white seed shot out, hitting him on his chest and under his chin. Šílené's movements slowed as he gave himself a couple of extra tugs and then slumped back against the wall.

His legs shook with effort to keep him standing. As with all men after a good orgasm, he just wanted to curl up somewhere and take a nap. He couldn't. He knew that. He was expected back in the dining room.

As much as he didn't like it, Šílené understood the reasons behind why the Feline Council wanted him to bond with a guardian. He wasn't supposed to be an alpha, but he was. That didn't mean anyone would take him seriously.

His eyes shifted as his cat came to the surface when he heard the whisper of movement outside the bathroom door. Šílené lifted his nose in the air and sniffed, but he couldn't smell anything except his own spunk.

Not wanting to get caught jerking off in the guest bathroom—even if that was exactly what he had been doing— Šílené cleaned himself off and then tucked his cock back into his tight jeans. He wished he had his tutu or something just as bright and colorful. Colors were his armor, his shield against the world. Without it, he felt naked and exposed.

Elder Hamilton had requested that he tone it down for dinner. As he was a guest in the elder's home, Šílené had done as the man asked. He didn't take out his piercings simply because that wasn't a good idea. The holes would close back up again. But he did tone down his clothes. He could even be mistaken for being respectable. 

Well, in some alternate universe anyway.