“Yes, please.”
Valentin rasped in Zeller’s ear, “I’ve never knotted anyone before. You’ll be my first…my only omega.”
They spoke no further. Valentin stroked Zeller’s cock, caressing the sensitive underside. Within seconds, the omega shot his release onto the bedspread, causing his hole to clench.
It was more than Valentin could withstand. Grunting, he released into the condom, the action so satisfying he scarcely registered his knot forming. The sensation of being joined with Zeller was indescribable. “My omega.”
He pushed his nose into Zeller’s scent gland, inhaling the sugar maple like he needed it to breathe. And in that moment, he believed he did. Like all the living he’d done up to this point had been to get here. To this bed.
Zeller squirmed, working Valentin’s knot and making adorable little noises. Thirty seconds later, he peaked again. Not much came out this time, but the lack of cum didn’t seem to diminish his enjoyment.
“Is it always like this?” Zeller asked.
“What?”
“Sex.”
Valentin laughed mutedly. “No. I’ve only slept with a few people, but I can say with confidence that heat sex is different.”
“Different better, or just different?”
“I think you know,” Valentin teased, kissing the omega’s shoulder. “It’s more intense.” His tone turned serious. “And I’m guessing it’s extra intense with us because we love each other.”
Zeller settled into his arms. “I do love you, Valentin. I’m glad you saved your knot for me.”
“I wish I’d saved everything for you.”
Zeller snickered. “From what I’ve read about alphas, I doubt that would have been possible. I don’t care that you’ve been with other men, so there’s not much use in you regretting it.”
“Truly?”
“The only thing I care about is now. Because this time we’ve been granted in my bed is a blip. I can’t worry about what camebefore any more than I can be anxious about what comes next. All I can do is take these days we have together and enjoy them.”
“My omega, you are so wise.” Valentin kissed the back of his neck. “And brave.”
Valentin worked Zeller through another heat wave before depositing him in the reading chair with a blanket and a protein bar so he could change the sheets.
During the night, the omega rode Valentin for all he was worth, bouncing on his dick while furiously jerking his own. Afterward, they fell into a satisfied, exhausted slumber.
In the morning, Zeller’s delirium was fully upon him.
He rutted against Valentin’s thigh, whining and pleading, completely undone.
Books described delirium as a period of high reactivity for omegas, their bodies so sensitized and desirous of sex that their rational thoughts slipped into the background. When properly serviced by a caring alpha, delirium could be one of the most pleasurable experiences of an omega’s life, second only to a breeding orgasm.
Valentin had never witnessed a delirium up close, but everything he’d learned in school and from his parents aligned with what he saw from Zeller. He was determined that his omega would have no pain. Only pleasure.
Zeller shifted onto his hands and knees topresenthimself.
Valentin sheathed his aching cock in a condom and mounted him. Within seconds, Zeller came with a cry, but he was clearly not wholly satisfied. Complete fulfillment would require multiple orgasms.
Valentin pressed Zeller’s shoulder blades down, crushing his cheek into the mattress before aggressively thrusting into him. Zeller welcomed the invasion and came again. Valentin kept pounding. Finally, as the omega keened with a third peak,Valentin unloaded inside him, whispering words of love as he shot into the condom.
His knot popped immediately and Zeller rocked against it, prolonging his own pleasure. Valentin shifted them onto their sides and they rested together.
A short time later, Zeller woke, needing to be serviced again. Valentin repeated the process, loving every moment of being inside him. Yet he noticed that with each orgasm, Zeller seemed less content.
Exactly what Valentin had been afraid of.