His Mafia Prince
Chapter 86: This Wasn’t the Plan

Chapter 86: This Wasn’t the Plan

(MILES)

Arlo puts his hand on my forearm and the heat of his body seeps into my skin through his jacket. The way his temperature is high tells me that he is aroused. My body responds to his pheromones, causing my pulse to spike at an alarming rate. I want him badly. I want him more than this once. I don’t think I can wait until either of us gets to their place. I need to know what he feels like and tastes like now. I’ll have all the time to take things slow somewhere else.

Even though I live at Sasha’s house most of the time, I have my own house for when I have time off. I don’t like bringing people back to his mansion because it feels more like bringing my boyfriend to my parents’ house. It’s even more difficult now considering Sasha and Tyler have a kid now. It will sure feel odd sneaking my one-night stand in the room. Baby Martino Jr could be down the hall in the nursery judging me for all I know.

"My car is out back." Arlo mumbles huskily.

"Alright then, let’s go." I grab my phone and then text Hank and Jay.

Something came up. Take a cab home.

Shit, boss. That was fast.

Pay my tab. I’ve paid yours God knows how many times.

Wow, someone’s in a hurry to get some.

I get up to meet Eritrea’s gaze. "Jay’s got the tab."

"Alright." She nods.

I turn to Arlo. "Are you ready to head out?"

He gets up. "So, it wasn’t you who got me a drink? Maybe I should leave with Jay instead." That naughty smirk overwrites his face again.

"Yeah, that’s not happening." I slip my arm around his waist. "You said your car is out back?"

"Yes." He says.

Arlo lets me lead him towards the halls that wind in the restroom. The exit is at the far end, and it doesn’t have an alarm hooked up. That’s where everyone gets out for smoke breaks and blowjobs.

My hand glides down his back as we head down the hall. It rests on his soft ass and he grunts. He shivers, too, and part of me is glad that he is responding to my touch like this. I need to take the edge off with him before we can go to his place. The touch of his hand feels like it can get me off. I don’t even want to get to the car.

I need to come inside him. Now.

The night air is crisp and cool once we step outside. I feel so hot and bothered by this omega. At the back, there are six cars parked. Among them is a black BMW. I know for sure that the car belongs to this snotty omega.

He begins to stalk towards the BMW but I grab his arm and pull him back towards the building. I press him to the wall and kiss him. His muscles tense at my touch and I can tell that he is surprised by the kiss, but then a little moan escapes him as he opens his mouth to my tongue, sucking the life out of me. I growl lustily at his sweet taste. I doubt I’ve ever tasted any sweeter omega.

I rub my hands on his bulging cock and mumble. "Are you on the pill?"

He nods, looking dazed. "I didn’t see this part coming."

"What part?" I narrow my eyes.

He swallows thickly, then unzips his pants. "What the hell? I’m horny and so are you. Who’s gonna give a fuck?"

"Hell yeah," I say. I have no idea what he is saying, but I’m okay with it because he is pulling his pants down and turning to face the wall. I stroke my shaky hands on his white soft ass. "I’m gonna fuck this little ass hard," I whisper, leaning my weight on him.

"You want that?" he shudders, turning his head. His lips are so full, pout and so tempting. I kiss him hungrily. My tongue explores every corner of his mouth with anticipation. I have never enjoyed kissing anyone this much. I feel like I can never get enough of him.

I push my pants below my ass and tug out my dick as he arches his back. I’m hard as steel. His hole is dripping with slick like a faucet.

"Fuck me, please." He whimpers, splaying his slender fingers on the wall. "This is fucking stupid but I don’t care."

Again, I have no idea what he is babbling about. I line my cock with his hole, pressing on his rim. His tense muscles give way and as soon as I push into his softness, my brain short circuits. He’s hot and tight inside. My eyes roll up in my head as it I sink deep into his ass.

"Fu...cking hell." I slur "Your little hole feels good."

He groans and quivers as he pushes back on my dick. I’m worried his legs are soon going to give out, so I wrap my hands around his hips and drill into him deep and fast. He lets out an anguished cry of lust and want, and it sparks something primal inside me. My teeth ache, and all the hair in my body rises.

"Shit...oomph fuck." His voice grows weaker with every thrust. "I...I...didn’t expect this, fuck", he breathes fast as his nails find their way to my hips, and he digs into my thighs. "You’re gonna make me come...fuck...I’m coming."

"Yes, I am," I say with a tint of pride in my voice as I thrust even deeper.

He lets out a strangled cry as he shoots ropes of cum on the wall. It slides down the brick, white and creamy. His orgasm has him trembling and quivering, and his quacking hole sends me over the edge.

I groan, pumping my load into his hole and he moans while riding my dick, milking every last orgasm out of me. I wheeze like a racehorse as I finish inside him. I feel as though I’m high as my climax fades off slowly from a rabid desperation to a warm drowsiness. A knot tries to form and I pull out of him. I grit my teeth, pinching the base of my cock to stop the knot from forming. It’s uncomfortable as hell, but then it’s rude to knot an omega you aren’t going to claim.

He breathes hard and raggedy, resting his head on his arms. "This was definitely not my plan for tonight."

The bar is known for a pick-up sport, so I’m still not sure why he says that. "You surprised me too," I say as I wipe my dick clean with a tissue from my jacket pocket.

He turns and watches me as he puts his trousers back on. I expect him to start asking me when we can hook up again like most omegas do, but instead, he looks uneasy. Unfocused. Frustrated even.

The fact that I can’t read him like I do other omegas perplexes me. I straighten my jacket and smile at him. I’d love to fuck him again sometime, but I’m not so certain about that, considering the look on his face. I’m not sure if he wants it too. "I just needed to burst the nut. No reason we can’t still go to your place."

"Yeah?" his brow quirks. "I thought that once you got that, you’d be on your way."

"That was just a taste of what I want."

He frowns. "This is getting way more complicated than I expected."

I let out a gruff confused laugh. "Is it?"

Arlo’s gaze flicks over my shoulder. "Took you forever to get here."

Confused, I scowl. "What?"

I hear a shoe scrape behind me, and when I turn, I meet a yellow-eyed alpha gazing at me with a gun trained on my head. He looks familiar but I can’t remember where I saw him. "Who the fuck are you?" I ask, feeling somewhat uneasy, but then I can’t show them that.

The guy smirks naughtily and before he can answer, I feel a stab of a needle at the side of my neck. I bat the arm away and turn only to find Arlo standing there, with a hypodermic needle in his hand. I press my hand on the stinging spot. My limbs begin to feel heavy.

"Why the hell would you do that?" I mutter. My tongue, too, feels heavy, and the outer corner of my vision begins to blur. My legs feel wobbly. "What did you do?"

Arlo’s smug smirk returns. He shrugs, "Sasha is about to have a taste of his own medicine."

I try to form a threatening response. Something menacing and dangerous. But instead, I make a weird gurgling sound as I fall on the ground like a sack of potatoes. The last thing I see is a pair of big black boots striding away.

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