Chapter 7

Toby

“Hurry, then,” Toby said, unable to think of a more intelligent reply.

He’d fantasized about the kiss in the park with Sam countless times, jerking off under his sheets every night whenever his thoughts turned to Sam. It had driven him crazy, the hormones that had been awakened in him after a lifetime of abstinence from alphas. So when he’d had his first erotic kisses with Sam that night, it had been hard for his body’s imagination not to wake up as well. Toby loved his alpha-omega erotica stories, and his first kiss had just sent all those love scenes he’d read to the forefront of his mind. And this time, he was the omega in those stories, not just reading them for pornographic entertainment or situating himself as some sort of detached alpha as he read.

He made room for Sam on the bed so that Sam could unbuckle his belt and nudge down his jeans, freeing his erection, still covered by the thin fabric of his boxers. His dick lay flat against his stomach, fully