GREGORY’s POV

This Omega’s eyes widened as they met mine, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. There was nothing innocent about that gaze, as if I had met him in the field. It stripped me bare, not of my body, but of every layer of control I had built over the years.

I looked away first. I, an Alpha who had faced wars, blood, and betrayal. Yet somehow, I couldn’t face the way he looked at my cock. Like he saw through every scar and found something still alive beneath.

He moved closer, and the faint brush of his fingers against the tip of my cock sent...