Nikolai’s hand settled low on his back again as they stepped back into the lights and the music and the watching eyes.
Julian’s legs still felt unsteady.
His cock already twitched at the memory of the glass and the risk and the way Nikolai had used him in full view of a room that never knew.
The attack hit the headquarters just after midnight.
Explosions shook the upper floors.
Gunfire followed.
Julian dragged Nikolai through the reinforced corridor and into the panic vault as the first wave of intruders breached the main doors.
The heavy steel sealed behind them with a final, airtight thud.
Lights flickered on.
The room was small.
One couch.
One narrow cot.
A sealed cabinet of supplies.
No windows.
No ventilation beyond the minimal recycling system.
Nikolai checked the wall panel.
“We’re locked until the all-clear.
Could be hours.” Julian’s pulse was still high from the run.
“How many got inside?” “Enough.
The system will hold.” Nikolai turned and looked at him.
“Your scent just spiked.” Julian felt it too.
The blockers were already thin from the gala.
The confined air and the sudden flood of adrenaline pushed the last of them aside.
His natural scent rose fast, sweet and thick, filling the small space.
Nikolai inhaled once and his eyes darkened.
“Fuck.
It’s strong.” “The filters can’t keep up in here,” Julian said.
“It’s going to get worse.” Nikolai stepped closer.
“I know.” His hand came up and cupped the side of Julian’s neck, thumb pressing over the scent gland.
“You’re flooding the room already.
My cock is hard just from breathing you in.” Julian’s own cock stirred in response.
“We need to stay focused.” “I am focused.” Nikolai’s other hand dropped and pressed against the front of Julian’s pants.
“On how wet you’re getting while the air fills with pure Omega.
On how fast you’re going to stop pretending this is still about the job.” Julian’s hips pushed into the touch before he could stop them.
“Nikolai—” “Take your clothes off.
All of them.
I want nothing between us while this room fills with your scent.” Julian stripped.
Nikolai watched every piece fall, then removed his own.
They stood naked in the middle of the vault, the air growing heavier with every breath.
Nikolai’s cock stood hard and thick.
Julian’s was already leaking.
Nikolai backed him toward the cot.
“Lie down.
Legs open.
I want to see how much slick you’ve made just from being trapped with me.” Julian lay back and spread his thighs.
Nikolai knelt between them and ran two fingers through the wetness already coating him.
He pushed them in deep and watched Julian’s back arch.
“Soaked.
And we’ve barely started.” Nikolai scissored his fingers slowly.
“The longer we’re in here the stronger it’s going to get.
Your body knows there’s no escape.
It’s already preparing to be used.” Julian’s voice came out rough.
“You’re not helping.” “I’m not trying to help.” Nikolai pulled his fingers free, lined up, and sank into him with one long thrust.
Julian’s head dropped back against the thin mattress.
Nikolai started moving immediately, deep and steady, the wet sound of it loud in the sealed room.
“Listen to that,” Nikolai said.
“That’s all you.
Taking me like you were made for it.
Every time I push in you get wetter.
The whole vault smells like sex and Omega heat starting to climb.” Julian’s hands gripped the edge of the cot.
“It’s not a full heat.” “Not yet.
But it will be if we stay locked in here long enough.” Nikolai leaned down and bit the side of his neck, hard enough to bruise.
“And I’m going to keep fucking you until it is.
Until you can’t think about the men outside or the mole or anything except how full you are.” He set a harder pace.
The cot creaked.
Julian’s cock slapped against his own stomach with every thrust.
Nikolai wrapped a hand around it and stroked in time.
“You’re going to come like this.
Then I’m going to flip you over and take you again.
And again.
Until the air is so thick with us that even the filters can’t clear it.” Julian’s orgasm built fast.
He came with a broken cry, spilling over Nikolai’s fist.
Nikolai kept fucking him through it, relentless, until Julian was shaking and oversensitive.
Then he pulled out, manhandled Julian onto his hands and knees, and pushed back in from behind.
“Still so tight,” Nikolai growled.
“Still taking every inch.
Reach back and spread yourself for me.
I want to watch my cock disappear into you while your scent keeps climbing.” Julian did as he was told.
Nikolai gripped his hips and drove in harder.
The sound of skin on skin filled the vault.
Julian’s second orgasm rose almost immediately, pulled out of him by the angle and the relentless depth.
He came again with a ragged moan, cock untouched, body clenching hard around Nikolai.
Nikolai followed a few thrusts later, burying himself deep and flooding him.
He stayed there, still hard, still inside, breathing against the back of Julian’s neck.
“We’re not done,” he said.
“The air is only getting heavier.
Your scent is still rising.
I’m going to stay inside you until the all-clear comes.
Every time you start to soften I’m going to fuck you hard enough to get you hard again.
Understood?” Julian’s voice was wrecked.
“Yes.” Nikolai rolled them carefully onto their sides, still buried deep, one arm locked around Julian’s waist, the other hand sliding down to stroke his sensitive cock back to full hardness.
“Good.
Because there is nowhere to go.
No one coming.
Just you and me and this room filling with everything you’re trying not to give me.” He thrust once, slow and deep.
“And you’re going to give me all of it before that door opens again.” Julian’s body answered for him, pushing back to take more.
Outside the vault the fight continued.
Inside, the only thing that mattered was the wet heat of Nikolai’s cock and the way the sealed air made every breath taste like surrender.