Zinn groaned, clutching Calder’s forearm.
“You ready for me?”
“Need you,” Zinn rasped.
Calder nodded. There would be plenty of time for all they craved over the next three days. Sucking and fucking and everything in between. He wanted to get Zinn’s cock in his mouth. He wanted to fuck his pouty lips. He wanted to see his cheeks flush with lust while Calder ate his ass.
But for now, he needed to be inside him.
Calder hooked Zinn’s legs over his shoulders and entered him in one thrust. A sense of rightness snuck through the storm of his emotions. His alpha’s relief.
Zinn squeezed his eyes shut. Calder hoped it was pleasure that made his face contort, but it had been a long time since he’d seen an omega in heat.
“Okay?”
“So good,” Zinn grunted. “You feel amazing.” A tear slipped out, running down his face. “Sorry, I—thank you.”
Calder wiped his thumb across Zinn’s jaw. “No. Thank you, my beautiful sunshine.” He mashed their foreheads together. “For this honor.”
Zinn trembled as Calder pegged the sensitive spot within him. Calder took mental notes of how Zinn responded to each movement, what pleased him the most.
His cock penetrated deeper and he touched the entrance to Zinn’s womb.
The omega keened when Calder tapped the fleshy barrier with his cockhead.
Would it open tomorrow during Zinn’s delirium? Would Calder slip inside and fill it with his seed? Fate would decide if this was a breeding heat, but biology would guide their behavior. If his womb did open, there was no way Calder’s inner alpha—or Zinn’s omega for that matter—would allow him to do anything other than strive to impregnate him.
But for now, his womb was merely a pleasure point. The ecstasy of having it touched by an alpha’s cock was only possible during heat, and Calder rejoiced at giving that to Zinn.
They both startled when Zinn came.
He hadn’t even touched his cock. One moment, he’d been rocking back against Calder. The next, he clenched his jaw and spurted all over his stomach.
Calder stroked him through the last drops of his release. “That was a surprise,” he said with a smile.
“For me, too,” Zinn replied, laughing lightly. “It’s been so long since I’ve been with an alpha. I don’t think I know my own body.”
Calder didn’t care that he wasn’t the first alpha, but he cared that Zinn had experienced so little of this pleasure in his life. That was wrong. Zinn should have as much pleasure as he could take. As much as he would let Calder give him.
“Knot okay?” he asked.
“Please,” Zinn said, still panting through the aftershocks of his orgasm.
Calder kissed him and began pistoning his hips again, shooting his load less than a minute later.
He growled as he came, imagining his seed coating Zinn’s womb, painting his insides. His knot swelled, and he turned them to lie on their sides, pulling the omega’s back against his chest.
“Comfortable?” he asked, grabbing a tissue to wipe Zinn’s stomach.
Zinn sighed sleepily. “Mm. And happy,” he whispered.
Calder’s chest tightened.
He wanted to make Zinn happy forever.
Shaking his head, he kissed the omega’s shoulder.
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