Longmead Woods Trilogy Page 4

  Nate’s senses were battered by odors. Brandy. Blood. Cologne. Cigars. Soap. But something else. Something that reminded him of a stream bubbling over rocks and the dark forest hiding its secrets. Something raw and brutal and yet also tender and loving that Nate neither wished to, nor could, avoid.

  He could no longer resist his craving, and he unwound an arm from the duke’s hips and squeezed his hand between the two of them. His companion shivered and sent Nate’s pulse racing. The omega squirmed as Frederick’s cock engorged while he rubbed it with his fingertips.

  “Stop!”

  That word slapped Nate’s cheek and stung him just as the wind had done. I do not understand. He does feel it. He must.

  The air rushed past the omega’s ears as Frederick leaned forward. “Wait.”

  Wait for what?

  The duke’s free hand crept over Nate’s thigh and cupped his twitching cock.

  “Not here, Elgin. I cannot.” And Frederick’s head fell back, and he bellowed, “Please dear God, give me strength.”

  Molten waves of pleasure coursed through his lordship’s veins, and the heat rose inside him. He brushed droplets of sweat from his brow and his palms were damp.

  I cannot wait. I need you, Frederick.

  But as Nate struggled, the duke slipped his hand into the top of the omega’s trousers. A charge of excitement tore through Nate and as his body thumped up and down, the vibrations added to his arousal. Warm, damp fingers crept over his backside. Nate whimpered and shoved his buttocks back toward his companion as those slender fingers searched for his hole.

  As the fingertips reached the puckered entrance, the duke smeared the stickiness over Nate’s fevered flesh and teased the tight opening.

  Take me. But not with your fingers. I want that huge cock buried deep within me until I scream.

  The duke nuzzled his lordship and nibbled his ear as he slipped a finger into the soft sleekness. Frederick’s finger eased inside gingerly at first and then with a force that had Nate squeal. Ripples of pleasure swept over him as the duke plunged in and out, followed by two and then three fingers.

  “No! I cannot.”

  Why is he fighting this?

  The duke removed his fingers, and Nate whimpered at the loss of contact. But Frederick’s huge hand splayed across the omega’s trousers and clenched around the coarse material. He wrenched the cloth and as it ripped, he released it and it flapped in the breeze as it said its goodbye and was lost in the night.

  Nate’s cock, large by any standards, but dwarfed by the duke’s magnificent length, bounded out of its confinement and bounced in the cool air in tandem with the rest of Nate’s body. The thwacking as it slapped against his thigh was enticing, and he hoped the duke thought so too.

  A similar shredding sound had Nate glance around as the duke’s woolen trousers were set adrift in the wind. His lordship gulped as his companion’s bare cock rubbed and tickled his behind. His fingers crept over the duke’s thigh and grasped the cock as it pulsed and bumped behind him.

  He is tormenting me.

  But Frederick’s hand clamped on Nate’s, sending shivers up his lordship’s spine. “You do as I say, Nate.”

  He used my name. The duke’s gruff voice had the omega’s dick throbbing, and his hole begging to be taken.

  “Lift yourself up.”

  It is happening. As we flee in the middle of the night on a lonely road. Little death. That is what they call the release. And I shall either die from pleasure or be cast off into the bushes and break my neck.

  Nate lifted his hips once more and the tip of the duke’s dick, frenzied and eager, brushed against his soft, rounded flesh, dripping with wetness and sticky with sweat.

  “Wrap your arms around me again.” Frederick’s voice was hard but with an edge of passion.

  Doing as instructed, the omega encircled the duke’s body, now naked from the waist, and his fingers glided over the tautness as he clasped them together over his companion’s spine. Sweat coated Frederick’s skin and Nate kneaded it, squeezing his fingertips into the dampness.

  Gripping his thighs around Vulcan and leaning onto Frederick’s chest, Nate lifted his backside and the alpha’s cock slivered over his wetness and aligned itself with his hole. The omega shuddered, and he tensed as the warm, erect cock teased his small entrance. Yes. Now. He tried to lift himself up, but with no stirrups, he could not grip properly. And as Vulcan careened around the corner, both men were flung sideways.

  The ground reared up to greet Nate as his backside slid off the side, and the force jerked his arms away from Frederick. I will be trampled. And before I have been fucked. Nate’s arms flailed in the cool evening breeze as bushes and branches flew by inches from his face. The reins were tangled around his neck and his eyes distended as death beckoned.

  “No! Help me, Frederick!”

  Strong hands clasped his shoulder and wrenched him upright. The omega’s heart pounded, and he whimpered and his body shuddered as his breath came in short, sharp gasps. He rested his head against the alpha as his dick, still swollen and hard, slapped against his legs as if reminding him of its purpose. Part of me is not concerned with dying.

  Vulcan slowed his pace as Frederick straightened the reins and he snarled at the omega. “Do not do that again!”

  Nate shivered at the tone of Frederick’s voice. The forcefulness as he barked the order had his lordship envisioning the alpha ramming his swollen dick deep inside him. But he swallowed the words on his tongue. You can hardly blame me. I had naught to do with it.

  The duke rubbed his cheek against Nate and his tepid breath sent shivers over his lordship’s body. But the near accident did not quench Nate’s hunger. I still want him burrowed in me.

  The omega’s cock bounced and smacked against his thigh. As if the duke could read his companion’s mind, his hand snaked over Nate’s hip and long tapered fingers gripped his length as it slapped around in the cool night air.

  “Aaah aaah.”

  The duke stroked up to the head, coated in wetness, and back over the hard, slippery length. A tingling in Nate’s toes spread to his fingertips as the duke’s palm imprisoned his cock in a tight grasp. The omega wriggled his backside against Frederick’s dick as it nudged and prodded him.

  “Here, please.”

  Frederick placed his mouth on Nate’s ear. “No.”

  “I beg you.”

  “I will fuck you, but not like this. Not here.”

  Frederick

  “Not here.” Frederick hissed the words through clenched teeth. He had fucked many omegas, but had never been overwhelmed by a hankering to trample dignity, breeding and position just to shove his huge cock inside one. One! Not two, three or more in a night as was his habit, but one! Though I can hear Eleanor’s voice telling me any visit to Hammond Manor shredded my self-respect. The duke’s scrambled thoughts were of anything but the omega in heat whose rump jostled and pushed against his cock while it bulged against the wet warmth.

  The duke inhaled and Lord Elgin’s pungent scent filled his nostrils and sent his insides into a frenzy. And his length, eager to plunge into the tight, slippery warmth, jerked and thrashed on this thigh and against Nate’s buttocks.

  I cannot do this.

  “But my body aches for you. My hole is wet and wanting. Please, Your Grace. I beg of you. Fuck me.”

  I spoke those words out loud. This is more than I can bear. This diversion ceases. Now.

  Frederick bent forward, his chin grazing Lord Elgin’s cheek. He inhaled his companion’s musky odor and gooseflesh prickled his skin. Delicious.

  “The lake, Vulcan.” The duke jerked the reins, and the horse swerved off the road into Longmead Woods, where Frederick’s ancestors had roamed centuries before. Moonbeams flitted through the forest as trees and bushes floated in and out of the silvery shadows.

  “W-where are we headed?”

  “Hush. The alphas will track your scent. There is only one way to put them off.”

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bsp; “By taking a bath? I assure you, I bathed earlier.”

  “Water will disguise your aroma. Stop talking.” It is all I can do to hold myself steady. Please God, give me strength.

  Vulcan followed a narrow path, lit by the moon, and the duke grabbed his companion whenever they approached a low-hanging branch. With one muscular arm wrapped about his lordship, the two ducked and their bodies pressed against one another, making his heart hammer and taking his breath away. He growled, and his companion’s body trembled in his grasp.

  Vulcan slowed his pace as the trees thinned and the moonbeams twinkled on the surface of the lake ahead. The duke held his companion tightly as he swiveled his hips and swung one leg over the other side, so his lordship was trapped between his thighs. For the second time that evening, the pair fell to the ground, but their tumble was softened by moss and ferns.

  “Go home.” With a final glance at his master, Vulcan cantered away and was lost amongst the trees. Frederick crawled over the leaves to his companion and knelt above him, his magnificent length proud and erect as Nate lay on his back, his knees quivering. The omega licked his lips as he eyed the duke’s thick cock bobbing and twitching while his own dick stretched out to brush against its mightier companion.

  Frederick clamped one hand on Nate’s hip. Heated flesh coated in a warm earthy stickiness under his palm had lust unfurling and gripping at his insides.

  His lordship whispered, “Take me.”

  “You get no say in this, Elgin.” The duke flipped Nate onto his belly and he feasted his eyes on the omega’s rounded wet behind. But a disturbance deep in the woods had Frederick tense and squint into the gloom before glancing back at Nate. I want him. I must take him, and yet I wish to keep him safe more than anything.

  Straining against his body that implored him to plunge his cock inside the omega, Frederick grabbed Nate’s hand and yanked him up. He dragged his companion behind him as they plunged into the frigid waters of the lake. His lordship spluttered as water filled his mouth and he floundered as Frederick pulled him away from the bank.

  “I cannot swim.”

  But after placing the omega’s head on his chest, the duke wriggled his arms around him. As Frederick lay on his side, he fluttered his ankles, and the two slid gracefully through the water. The lake rippled around them until they reached the other side where tall reeds nestled in the mud.

  “Hold your breath.”

  Nate grabbed the duke’s wrist.

  “Do you trust me?”

  His lordship hesitated before nodding, and Frederick plunged his companion’s head under the surface and yanked him up by his hair. The duke repeated the dunking as Nate spat out mouthfuls of muddy water, and then he slid them between the reeds, and they squatted in the sludge with the omega crouched between Frederick’s thighs.

  The sound of crackling twigs drifted across the water and a huge black horse with Count Richmond astride trotted to the far side of the lake. Nate shivered, and Frederick rested his lips on the omega’s ear. “Shhhh.”

  Snaking his fingers over Nate’s thigh and encircling his dick, rigid and ready, the duke slid his palm up and down over the length. His lordship arched his back as Frederick fingered the tip. In spite of being submerged in freezing water, Nate’s flesh sizzled under Frederick’s palm as the two fixed their eyes on the alpha perched on his horse.

  If Richmond continues his quest, I cannot protect Nate. I am just one man. But you must, Frederick. You rescued him and you are now bound to him until he is safe.

  But after staring in silence, the count headed back through the woods toward the road. Water sloshed over the alpha and omega as Nate stood and made to wade to the bank but Frederick pulled him back into the water. His lordship opened his mouth but Frederick silenced him by slamming his lips against Nate’s. This was no soft exploratory kiss but a brutal meeting of flesh as Frederick’s tongue probed Nate’s mouth.

  The omega moaned and as his lips parted, the duke thrust his tongue inside.

  Nate mumbled into Frederick’s mouth. “I-I need your dick as well as your tongue.”

  Frederick’s voice was more a growl than a whisper. “And you shall have my throbbing cock inside your tight hole. Is that what you want, omega?”

  For the first time since Frederick had held Nate in the water, the omega shivered.

  “Is it?” A cracking of leaves to their right had the duke’s head snap to the right, but it was a fox foraging amongst the bushes.

  As his eyes flicked to the other side of the lake, everything was quiet. “It is time.”

  “To get out of this foul water? I should hope so.”

  A smile touched Frederick’s lips as he heaved Nate up and led him to the riverbank. A bed of ferns and moss with a sprinkling of leaves lay before them. The duke slid his hands over Nate’s hips as his companion trembled.

  I cannot wait. The hunger is too strong.

  “Take me, Frederick. Now. In this place.”

  The duke shoved Nate to his knees. “You do as I say, omega. Turn around.” No longer a voice but a snarl, the duke knelt behind his companion and pushed him on all fours. With his cock standing to attention, he rubbed the tip, already wet with his seed, over the omega’s buttocks, coated in wet, slippery stickiness. As their juices mingled, Frederick prodded Nate’s opening that was wet and wanting.

  “But I wish to see your face.”

  “Quiet. You do not get a say in this.”

  Nate whined and pushed his behind high in the air. Frederick probed the tiny puckered entrance, and it stretched as the head of his cock circled around it. Without warning, he placed his hands on Nate’s hips and aligned his length with the opening. The duke eyed his cock, poised at the omega’s slick hole. What am I doing?

  But a power, more vigorous and older than he, coaxed him forward, and he thrust his hips slapping against Nate’s slippery rump and plunged deep inside the man who was on his knees. Yes. A surge of desire took hold of him and he groaned as he buried his dick in the sweet heat.

  Nate flung his head back and howled as the duke withdrew and thrust inside once more.

  “More. Faster. Please.”

  Frederick grabbed Nate’s shoulders and tugged his hair. “My way, omega.” The duke panted out the words.

  Take him. Grazing both hands over Nate’s flesh, the duke bucked his hips as his huge cock slid inside the tight, wet space. As he stretched and filled his lordship, Frederick’s eyes slid shut. First time. He had bedded many omegas, but had never experienced ecstasy such as this. Passion gripped and squeezed his insides with each thrust. My first time.

  “You are mine! Mine, omega.” The words came from another place within and yet apart from Frederick as instinct took hold of him. Fucking in the ancient woods where his ancestors had roamed, he felt their blood running through his veins.

  His dick plunged in and out as Nate’s hips matched his rhythm, and the omega pushed his rump higher to meet the duke’s thrusts. Frederick penetrated inside the tightness as Nate’s flesh clasped around his length, sending a blistering heat surging through his body. Each time his cock sunk deep into the omega, his lordship’s body trembled.

  With their flesh fused, the omega’s moans became mews as the duke possessed him, and his enticing scent floated around the pair.

  The duke eyed his cock, coated in slippery wetness as he withdrew and shoved it into Nate. As he pounded the omega, and with one hand gripping the soft flesh on his hips, he raked his nails over Nate’s spine as his ancestors had done with their claws.

  “Oh God. Oh God, yes.” Nate flipped his head back as he whimpered while the duke thrashed inside him. Each thrust battered the omega’s body, and he anchored himself by grabbing the stems of two bushes so rustling leaves accompanied the hammering. The shrubs bent and wavered as his lordship clamped his hand around them while the duke’s cock claimed him again and again.

  Frederick’s hips smashed against the omega’s warm, saturated, fleshy buttocks and the slapping of w
et flesh against hard, muscular hips sent tremors through Frederick as he attempted to regain control of his own body. A hunger ignited within him.

  I must claim him. For me. For all time.

  Nate’s behind was blanketed in wet slipperiness and Frederick rubbed his hands over the omega’s back so he was coated in stickiness. With one hand pulling Nate’s hip toward him, the duke filled his lover while the other hand slapped the omega’s hip and the sharp, wet sound reverberated around the forest. Nate’s head bobbed up and down as he propelled his hips up and back meeting and matching each of the duke’s thrusts.

  “I am close, Frederick.” Nate’s voice was ragged as he stuttered the words.

  “Not until I say.”

  An irrepressible desire not only to take but also to control the omega overwhelmed the duke. Mine. He grabbed Nate’s drenched hair and yanked up his head before sliding his lips over the delicate flesh on his neck. My teeth on his body. Claiming him.

  A vicious twitch in his belly pulled Frederick to the edge. He parted his lips and sunk his teeth into the omega’s shoulder. He savored the salty sweat that combined with the sourness of Nate’s wetness. A musky earth-like flavor coated his tongue and tremors wracked his body.

  His teeth broke the omega’s skin and the overwhelming fragrance had his body convulsing. His head fell back, and the trees swirled around, taunting him as they spun.

  “Yes.” Frederick’s scream rang out across the countryside as his dick spurted spicy wet stickiness into Nate’s warmth. Through a web of passion and euphoria, Frederick repeated one word in his head. Marked. Marked. Marked.

  Nate moaned. “Yes.” His scream echoed his lover’s.

  It is done.

  But a voice responded. “Is that you, Your Grace?”

  The duke froze as his heart thumped and his knees wobbled beneath him. He longed to stay where he was as his cock was still hard while it lay ensconced within Nate’s tightness. But Samuel, his porter, was searching for him and he yanked his still-pulsing length out of Nate as a stream of seed gushed out. Frederick tumbled to the ground. The omega groaned and collapsed beside him.