He pushed Eric off his cock when he felt that he was getting too close. He didn’t want to come in his mouth. He wanted to fuck him for real, stuff him full of his knot until it was all Eric could feel.
“Get on my cock,” Hugh said, his voice so hoarse it was barely recognizable.
Eric took off his pants and underwear in record time and all but fell into his lap. It took them only a moment to line up Hugh’s cock and Eric’s wet hole. They groaned into each other’s mouths, fucking hard and fast from the get-go, too impatient for anything else.
There were sounds outside of the stall, but neither of them cared, kissing desperately and rutting like animals in heat. Eric’s lips were wonderfully soft and pliant, letting Hugh do whatever he wanted to them. Normally, Hugh scoffed at the old-fashioned notion of alphas being into omega’s submissiveness, but to his surprise, it was arousing with Eric. He loved dominating the kiss, loved how obedient and needy for him Eric was. It went straight to his cock, and Hugh found himself bucking his hips up faster, helping the omega ride his cock.
“Oh gods, yes, yes, like this,” Eric mumbled deliriously against Hugh’s mouth, gyrating his hips with eagerness and awkwardness that betrayed his inexperience, no matter what Eric had alluded to.
“Did he fuck you at all?” Hugh ground out, biting Eric’s swollen bottom lip.
“What?” Eric muttered, sounding absolutely gone already.
“Did Ascott fuck you like this?” Hugh said, gripping Eric’s round ass and driving his cock into him faster.
“Ah—no—deeper.”
Hugh gave it to him deeper, lifting Eric up and dropping him onto his cock, making him cry out in ecstasy. “How many lovers?”
“You,” Eric whispered breathlessly, his eyes glassy. “Only you. It’s always been just you.”
Hugh fucking came—just like that. He barely managed to pull out before he could knot Eric. Lifting him off his lap, he put him on the toilet lid and dropped to his knees in front of him.
Eric looked at him dazedly, flushed and aroused, his cock hard and leaking, thighs wantonly spread. He was gorgeous.
Hugh buried his face between Eric’s thighs and pressed his tongue against his sloppy hole. Eric moaned, gripping his hair. “Oh Hugh…”
“Come on, baby,” Hugh said hoarsely. “Ride my face. Take what you need.”
And Eric did, pushing his ass against Hugh’s face and nearly choking him in an effort to get his tongue deeper into himself. Fuck, going down on aroused omegas was always a turn-on, but this was something else. Making Eric feel good gave him such a rush Hugh was almost disappointed when Eric came, shaking and crying out Hugh’s name.
Gathering the shaking omega in his arms, Hugh held him through the aftershocks, kissing his face and murmuring comforting nonsense. Eric was pliant in his embrace, melting into him and exuding the mouthwatering scent of an utterly satisfied omega.
It took a while for his world to expand beyond Eric, and when it finally did, Hugh registered that there were other people in the restroom. There were snickers and murmurs.
Hugh froze, his muscles tensing up.
“Sirs, please leave the stall and the premises of this establishment. This is a respectable restaurant, don’t force me to call the authorities.”
“Oh my gods,” Eric whispered with a quiet groan, hiding his face in Hugh’s shoulder. “We’re so screwed.”
Hugh frowned. Yes, the situation was uncomfortable as hell, but it was hardly a catastrophe. He raised his voice and said, “I apologize for our conduct, but my companion is in pre-heat and we require privacy. You understand that I can’t let you see him this way. Leave the restroom and we will leave the premises after that.”
There was a hushed conversation before the man said grudgingly, “Fine. Five minutes. If you’re still here, I’m calling the police.”
As soon as there was the sound of retreating footsteps, Hugh put Eric on his feet and started fixing their clothes.
“We’re so screwed,” Eric said again, numbly letting him dress him.
“Why? They left. We can sneak out the back door.”
Eric laughed. “We’re in Pelugia, not Kadar. People here live for gossip, and I’m not exactly unrecognizable. I’m a close relative of the royal family. Within hours everyone will know I was caught being fucked by an alpha in a public restroom—an alpha who isn’t my husband.”
Hugh stared at him.
Well, fuck.
Chapter 20
The paps were already waiting for them outside the restaurant. Because of course they were. Nothing sold better than a good, salacious scandal involving someone related to the royal family.
Eric felt nearly dizzy from the déjà vu as he stared dazedly at the crowd of shouting reporters. How were they here so fast? No, that was the wrong question. What had he been thinking? was the question he should have been asking himself.
Eric tried to remember how he’d gotten to this point and failed. He’d come to this restaurant with the intention of talking to Hugh. Talking, nothing else. Fucking Hugh again definitely wasn’t the plan. Being caught doing so most definitely wasn’t the plan.