(ZEV)
I watched him go, trying not to fixate on his tanned, bare legs. He truly was a gorgeous specimen of a male omega. It was almost impossible to look at him and not feel lust.
No wonder he'd been so popular at The Auction.
They always had quality omegas, but he was on a whole other level.
I grunted when my dick warmed and hardened.
No. No. No. That isn't why he's here.
One of the young housemaids, Luna, appeared. "Master Zevran, we have dinner ready in the dining room." She looked around. "I was informed you had a guest with you tonight?"
"He's gone to his room. Perhaps you could take a tray up to him?" I shed my coat as I spoke, and she took it from me.
"Of course, Sir. It will be my pleasure to take him the tray myself." She smiled.
"Thanks, Luna." I headed into the dining room.
Once I'd eaten a delicious meal of cornish chicken and fresh vegetables, I went to my room.
Mrs. Gentry had put Asa in the secondary suite as I'd asked, and when I passed his room, a strange thrill went through me. Just knowing he was on the other side of that door was weird. Exciting.
Confusing. I gritted my teeth and went to my room. I stripped down and sat on the end of my bed in my underwear.
"I did a weird thing tonight, Lukas," I whispered. "But you probably already know that."
I often talked to my deceased omega, finding it comforting. Immediately following his untimely death, I'd felt his presence more. I'd even sometimes thought I heard his voice. These days, a deafening silence was all that greeted my one-sided conversations.
I reclined on the bed, staring up at the tin ceiling tiles.
Why had I felt protective of Asa? I knew nothing about him. Was it simply because he'd clearly been out of his depth? He'd clearly been scared. It wasn't unusual for an omega in need to spark chivalrous impulses in an alpha. What was unusual was that I'd acted on them.
Of course, if Finlay hadn't been so prideful and stubborn, he could have taken Asa off my hands, and I wouldn't be in this predicament right now. Maybe I could still sell him to Finlay. But Finlay knew how much I'd paid, and knowing his damn ego, he wouldn't go for it.
I groaned. What was I going to do with the kid?
I already had a personal assistant. I didn't need two. His math tutoring skills weren't terribly useful to me. Why had he been fired? He must have done something to make them get rid of him.
The one positive of the night was that creep Nigel had been thwarted. I felt bad for the omega who'd ended up with him, but happy it wasn't Asa. The other omega was older, and he'd looked more experienced. Asa had a youthful vulnerability about him that would have been destroyed if Nigel had gotten his hands on him.
Just the thought of that scumbag touching Asa made me angry.
I rose and went into the master bath to shower. I made the water hot and stood under it, letting it run down my body. A restlessness buzzed through me tonight. I knew it had everything to do with the sexy omega two doors down from my room.
It had been a decade since I'd fucked anyone. Sporadic blowjobs were all I'd had. Thinking about Asa made me hard. Even the fact that he was so much younger than I didn't seem to dampen my hunger. Alphas were often older than their omegas. Maybe not quite this big of an age difference, but it happened.
I touched my dick, stroking lightly.
During a rut, the omegas I occasionally hired to pleasure me had to work hard to get me to actually come. I suffered from guilt about letting any omega, but Lukas, pleasure me. It had been a difficult problem to try to overcome. Sometimes I couldn't even get there, but I still paid the omegas. It wasn't their fault I was still in love with my deceased lover.
Tonight, though, for the first time since Lukas' death, I didn't struggle to get hard. I was instantly erect, and my entire body thrummed with lust. I shivered as my need gripped me. I knew my arousal was because of the proximity of that darn young omega just down the hall.
I couldn't help being sexually curious about Asa. His scent was intoxicating.
What would he taste like? If I kissed him and put my tongue in his mouth, would he suck on it? Would he moan at the touch of my hands on his body? Would he want me as much as I wanted him?
I groaned and squeezed my dick, lust searing me. Fuck, I wanted him. I craved that young body beneath mine. I wanted to look into his beautiful honey-brown eyes as I took him deep and hard.
I was way older than him, but still I wanted to be inside him, taking anything he'd give. I wanted to fill him. Breed him. Make him mine.
No. I love Lukas. I don't want anyone new. I don't. I don't.
I abruptly pulled my hand from my cock, and let out a gut-wrenching moan. Pain seared through me, and I leaned against the shower wall.
My chest ached with my need for Lukas. I'd never again hear his voice or feel his touch. Living without him was torture. Fucking agony. Tears fell from my eyes as I sobbed into my hands.
Why did I bother going on? Why? One reason only, because Lukas had told me to. He'd made me promise not to do anything stupid. He'd told me to live a happy, long life. He'd made me give my word, and so I kept trudging on, one foot in front of the other.
But I was anything but happy. I was tired of this life. So fucking tired of being alone. Of not having Lukas with me.
Once my sobs quieted, I slowly stumbled from the shower. I toweled off, guilt eating at me for my earlier thoughts.
How could I have fantasized about another omega? Why had I allowed myself to think of Asa in that way? It was disloyal. It was despicable of me.
With trembling hands, I dressed in my silk pajamas and crawled into my bed.
Alone.