Vadim Miroslav always dreamed of finding his mate, he just never expected to for his mate to find him. Little did he realize that by claiming Sasha, his entire life would be changed forever.
Excerpt
Sweet hell, that's my mate! Vadim Miroslav thought as a small man ran into the room, quickly shutting the door and leaning against it. His eyes turned lupine black, his canines dropped down, and his cock filled. He was stunned!
Vadim had dreamed of his mate since he was old enough to know what one was, to have someone that was meant for him alone. He had fantasized about that special bond with someone until it was almost an obsession. He had just never envisioned one so beautiful. From the top of his honey blond head to the bottom of his delicately formed feet, the little man was breathtaking.
Oh, and his scent… part woodsy musk, part sweet summer rain, all masculine. Vadim inhaled deeply, imprinting his mate's wonderful scent on his senses. He could sniff the little man every second of every day until he passed from this world with a happy smile on his face.
Vadim knew the scent of his arousal was filling the room when the little man suddenly turned around, his face filling of color when he spotted Vadim sitting behind a large wooden desk. They just stared at each other, lost in the discovery of their other half.
His cock hardened even more as he watched the small man's eyes also turn lupine black and his canines dropped down, one white fang slipping over the edge of his lip. God, that was sexy. He growled low in his throat when the sweet scent of the man's arousal filled the room, entwining with Vadim's. The little man was as turned on as he was. Yes!
"I…" the little man began, taking a small step towards Vadim. A loud pounding on the office door stopped him, making him jump and turn to face the door. Suddenly, fear overrode the little man's arousal, filling the room.
Vadim jumped to his feet and gestured to the desk. "Come."
The little man turned to look at him, his fear almost tangible, before he ran across the room and dove under the desk, hiding under it. Vadim quickly sat back down and scooted himself forward.
He grabbed his drink in one hand, his pen in the other and bent over the papers he had been reading before he had been interrupted. It was all Vadim could do to hold the pen in his trembling fingers as he felt the length of the little man's body press between his legs.
Vadim wanted nothing more than to drag him up and rip his clothes off, exploring every inch of his delicious skin. His body tingled, his mind clouded as he tried to concentrate on the papers before him. He nearly swallowed his tongue when he felt a small delicate hand begin to softly caress his thigh.
He knew that the scent of his arousal was filling the room. It wasn't such a bad thing. It would mask the little man's fear. But if the little man under his desk didn't stop soon, it wouldn't matter who was coming through the door. Vadim would be helpless to stop himself from ravishing him.
The pounding on the door became more insistent, drawing Vadim's attention away from his throbbing cock to the unwanted interference. He turned his head to look just as the door swung open and three very large men rushed in.
"Can I help you?" he asked as calmly as he could considering the little man's hand had just wrapped around his cock through the open slit in his robe. He laid his drink down and sat back in his chair a little, spreading his legs, giving the little man better access.
Vadim knew the scent of his arousal was filling the room. He did the only thing he could think of considering the circumstances. He batted his eyelashes at the three men, giving them his sexiest grin.
The largest of the three men grimaced in distaste. Oh, he was one of those… the breed of people that scorned gay men, looked down on them because he felt he was better than them and that men should never mate with other men, just women. Oh, goody!
"We're looking for our omega. Have you seen anyone?" The large man asked as he took a step back from Vadim. The two other men were quickly checking the bathroom and around the room for their missing omega.
"You," Vadim replied. So, his little man was an omega. He knew had smelled something about him but had been too overwhelmed by finding his mate to figure out what it was. It didn't matter. The little man was his now.
"Besides us." Vadim could see that he was clearly exasperated. The scent of disgust was radiating off of him.
"I can honestly say that I have not seen anyone that belongs to you." He wasn't lying, which was good considering a lie could have a scent just like everything else. The little man was no longer his. He belonged to Vadim now.
The large man glared at Vadim for several seconds. Vadim could tell that he was an Alpha just from the power emanating from him. All alphas had it, just as all omegas had the omega smell… like his little man. Vadim just hoped that his arousal would cover the omega's scent.
Vadim stifled a groan, hoping his eyes weren't crossing, as the hand holding his cock tightened and moved. When one small thumb moved up to softly caress the slit on the top of his mushroomed head, he knew he had to get these men out of the room as soon as possible. He was moments away from coming.
"Would you care to join me?" He gestured to the bottle of whiskey on the desk, giving the Alpha his most seductive look, his eyebrows wiggling.
The Alpha looked him up and down, his lips curling in disgust. He abruptly turned and walked out of the room, the two other men following behind them. The door slammed shut behind them with a loud bang.
Vadim waited about two seconds before scooting his chair back and glaring down at the little man that had his hand wrapped around his cock. "You're trouble," he chuckled through clenched teeth.
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