Sam is a hardworking director's assistant, his slender figure makes him look younger than he is and his shyness has allowed him to thrive under his friend's, a renowned director, wing. Staying focused is getting harder for Sam, for it is that time again, the time when he is in heat. A maddening desire overcomes him and the urge to be owned becomes unbearable. Lucky for him there are two major Alphas at the set aware of the situation and ready to take on the sweet little Omega: Francis, his friend, boss and mentor, blond, handsome and charming; and the legendary J. Flame, hottest action superstar around, a dark haired stud, massively built, tall, tanned, confident and incredibly famous. Both alphas undeniably skilled.
Experience Sam's thrill and delight in this 5500 word romance short story by Tina Sense where an Omega's fantasies become a mind blowing reality.
“Yes!” Sam begged. “Shove it in me. [...] me!”
[..]but just enough for the burning red head of Francis’s [...] to slip into the tight[..]
“Goddamn,” Francis whispered as he felt the warmth of Sam’s sweet little[...] “Goddamn, goddamn!” He slowly thrust the length of his curved co[...] , savoring every inch of the wet[...] and tightness. “Holy sh[...], Sam!”
[...]he was all the way in. Slowly he started thrusting, and Sam worked with him, pulling away with the withdrawal before pushing towards him with the inward thrust. Francis’s [...] was the biggest that he had had inside of him for a very long time, but he was so turned on that it was a blessing instead of a challenge.[...] He really, really needed this.
Experience Sam's thrill and delight in this 5500 word romance short story by Tina Sense where an Omega's fantasies become a mind blowing reality.
“Yes!” Sam begged. “Shove it in me. [...] me!”
[..]but just enough for the burning red head of Francis’s [...] to slip into the tight[..]
“Goddamn,” Francis whispered as he felt the warmth of Sam’s sweet little[...] “Goddamn, goddamn!” He slowly thrust the length of his curved co[...] , savoring every inch of the wet[...] and tightness. “Holy sh[...], Sam!”
[...]he was all the way in. Slowly he started thrusting, and Sam worked with him, pulling away with the withdrawal before pushing towards him with the inward thrust. Francis’s [...] was the biggest that he had had inside of him for a very long time, but he was so turned on that it was a blessing instead of a challenge.[...] He really, really needed this.
