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Victor took one step at a time towards Robin. His eyes predatory, his body imposing.
"Why the sudden change of heart?" Robin asked, walking backward.
"I have realized the mistakes in my ways. Arthur made me realize leaving my mate alone during his heat is not a good idea," Victor said, caging him between his body and the edge of the bed.
There was something deeply dangerous about Victor that was equally exciting and nerve-wracking at once.
"How would you rectify your mistake?" Robin asked with a challenging flair in his tone.
"I would devour the heck out of you," Victor said, licking his lips.
Robin gulped down a knot, his eyes unfocused. When Robin's legs made contact with the bed he plopped down on it. His eyes roamed Victor's looming figure. Before Robin could understand what was happening Victor had kneeled down in front of him.
"I love these khaki pants on you," Victor said, unbuttoning it.
"You do?" Robin asked, his voice croaky.
"Uhmm," Victor made a sound in the back of his throat before lowering Robin's pants. He wished he wasn't so turned on, he would have taken his time learning every detail on Victor's face right then. It was mesmerizing the way he was looking at Robin.
He put his mouth where an Alpha should never put his mouth on an omega.
"Alphas shouldn't do this," Robin protested, his head tilted back, his eyes shut.
"Who told you that? Your teachers? Your peers?"
"It is dirty," Robin mewled.
Victor stood up, took Robin's chin, and said, "I love doing dirty things to you…with you."
Robin felt speechless.
"I am going to corrupt you, Robin. I am going to break every single wall you have built and make you enjoy every second of it."
"Okay," Robin breathed.
"Are you ready for more?" Victor asked with a knowing glint in his eyes.
"Yes," Robin said a little too eagerly. His body was strung tight, ready to be played in Victor's hands.
Victor hooked his hands under Robin's legs and threw him on the soft bed. Victor then stood at the side of the bed, his eyes trained on Robin as he removed his t-shirt. His body was a combination of the sleekness of a prince and the hard muscles of a soldier. Robin couldn't get enough of his corded muscles, sculpted stomach, and strong legs. Robin didn't know how he got so lucky.
"Do you like what you see?" Victor asked.
"Would you k**t me?" Robin blurted out, licking his lips.
Victor raised an eyebrow. The hooded eyes turned alert. "No, Robin, I won't impregnate you. I am not that cruel." Victor climbed the bed and hovered above him. "I am going to use a sleeve."
"A what?" Robin frowned.
Victor pulled out a wide silicon band from his pocket.
"What does that do?" Robbin asked, looking at the thing with curiosity.
"You have never seen this?"
Robin shook his head.
"You had one on your table during your initiation. You don't remember?"
Robin shook his head again. "There were a lot of things on the table that day. I didn't give it much attention."
"It is used on slaves to prevent them from accidental knotting. It goes around the base of the p***s and prevents the knot from growing."
"That sounds painful."
"It is painful but it gets the job done."
"Have you used it before?" Robin asked, looking at Victor in horror.
"Yeah, Robin. Most royalty don't let Slaves fuck them without it. Although I had used it only twice. Your au…the woman I was with realized early on I am not going to k**t her."
Robin somehow knew Victor was talking about his aunt. Robin didn't want to confirm it though. He felt an ick every time he remembered Victor had done it with his aunt.
"You don't have to use this," Robin mumbled. "You can k**t me if you want."
Victor frowned. "Did you forget what happens if I k**t you?"
"I won't be so bad, would it?"
Victor pulled back. "What are you talking about? Who put it in your head?"
"Victor…"
"No!" Victor paced the room. "What's going on in your mind?" Victor asked, stopping in the middle of the room.
"Don't panic. It's the heat hormones," Robin said, trying to rectify the situation. "I didn't mean it."
"You frightened me for a second. You can't get pregnant, Robin," Victor said with an ultimatum.
RObin's heart squeezed painfully at Victor's words but he understood his sentiment. He didn't push it.
"Maybe you are right. We should abstain for now. I don't want you to use that thing," Robin said, eyeing the sleeve.
"Robin," Victor huffed. "Come here," he said, widening his arms.
Robin sat up and situated himself in Victor's arms. "I am going to take you out of this house," Victor said. "We are going to spend your heat at a hotel. I don't want you to feel uneasy because of my family."
"Arthur didn't…"
"He was inappropriate," Victor said, interrupting him. "I don't want any Alpha around you when you are in heat until I…I claim you."
"You mean until you have knotted me," Robin mumbled.
"Yeah. But…But I can't…I don't want to do that right now."
Robin wanted to ask why but he already knew the answer. He didn't want to take the conversation further and potentially hurt himself by Victor's words. His arousal had gone down from all the depressing talk. They stayed in a hug for a long time, trying to mend their aching hearts.
Later that evening Robin packed some of his things and they left for a popular tourist resort a few miles away from Victor's house.
They checked into one of the most beautiful rooms in the Beach View Resort. The front of the room opened to a private beach and beyond the beach was the blue ocean. They could enjoy the view of the ocean right from their bed. High mountains and vegetation surrounded the resort. It was serene, right out of a beautiful dream.
"I never want to leave this place?" Robin shrieked.
"I am glad you like it," Victor said, leaning against the wall, and looking at Robin with a wide smile.
"I love it!"
Robin ordered in a lot of food that he couldn't finish and Victor had to eat his leftovers. Robin fell asleep with a full stomach when he woke up he realized he was in extreme discomfort. His yoni was throbbing, his skin itching and his heart thumping against his chest.
He looked around for Victor to find him standing by the glass door watching the ocean.
"Victor," Robin called.
Victor turned around. "You are awake."
"Why are you not sleeping?"
"I couldn't sleep," Victor said, his face contorted.
"Why?"
"Your pheromones have been all over the place. It's making it hard for me to relax."
"I am sorry," Robin mewled.
"Hey, don't be sorry," Victor said, sitting beside him and placing his cold palm on his heated cheek. "You did nothing wrong. It's basic biology."
Robin nodded. "I think I am going to sit by the ocean, and cool off a bit. I feel hot."
Robin got out of bed, opened the sliding door, and was greeted by the cool breeze from the ocean. He sat on the porch, and let the air dry his clammy body. He felt the tie loose from his hair.
"Let your hair down. You will feel more relaxed," Victor said as he massaged Robin's scalp. Robin groaned, leaning towards his touch. "That feels incredible."
"And this?" Victor asked, massaging his shoulders in a firm circular motion.
"Were you a masseuse in a previous life?"
Victor chuckled. He continued to massage RObin until his whole body relaxed.
"You smell amazing," Victor said in a whisper right next to Robin's ears.
"You too," Robin said, leaning his head back and placing it on Victor's shoulder. "I want you Victor."
"I know. I want you too."
"Then have me."
"I have brough a toy…."
Robin gripped Victor's t-shirt. "Are you kidding me right now?" RObin said, interrupting him. "I want the real thing, Victor. I don't care if I get pregnant."
Victor closed his eyes, a vein on his forehead throbbing. "Robin, baby…"
"Don't baby me!"
Victor looked wide-eyed at him. In the end Robin got his way but Victor used the sleeve and it wasn't comfortable for him.
"I can't come with the k**t outside omega body," Victor groaned, laying beside Robin.
"What? That's bullshit," Robin said.
"What can I do to make it better?" Robin asked, feeling awful for doing this to him.
"Can you see if there is ice in the mini cooler?"
"Okay." Robin rushed inside the room and brought ice from the mini cooler. Victor wrapped the ice in his t-shirt and placed it on his crotch.
Ten minutes later RObin and Victor were laying on their back on the porch watching the night sky. The ice was still placed on Victor's crotch.
"I am sorry for forcing you do it," Robin said.
"It was my decision to spend your heat with you. I should have expected it."
"I want you to use the toy when the next wave comes."
"Got it."
"Is it better now?" Robin asked, looking down at the ice pack.
"I think so," Victor said, removing the t-shirt and checking himself. "It's back to normal."
"This is not sexy at all."
"Not everything in a relationship is going to be sexy."
"Hmm…I can't wait for the day when you finally k**t me."
"Don't say things that," Victor warned.
"Oh. Sorry." Robin turned to Victor and put a leg over his thigh. "I think I am going to take a little nap before the next wave hits."
"Yeah, me too."