“All right.” He released his hold on Jay’s hips, and Jay leaped up from the counter, darting away to take his shower.
In the meantime, Alexei needed to do a bit of research.
As the ensuite bathroom door opened, steam billowing out, Alexei set his phone aside. His research had been…illuminating, to say the least.
He might not have had quite Jay’s level of enthusiasm for this omegaverse thing, but he was definitely intrigued. Especially after he’d gotten to the section on knotting.
Fuck. The thought of Jay being locked onto him—onto hiscock—unable to escape for hours, being pushed to orgasm after orgasm as he milked Alexei’s knot?
Yeah, Alexei could see the appeal.
As could his beast—just the thought of it sent a snarling rush of satisfaction through them both. A helpless, mewling Jay. All worked up with nowhere to go. All theirs.
Speaking of…
Jay stepped out of the bathroom, and Alexei watched him hungrily. Jay hadn’t bothered keeping his towel on—he rarely did, Alexei’s sweet, nudist mate—and his pretty cock was bobbing in front of him, already hard and leaking.
No surprise there. Alexei had felt the cresting arousal while Jay had been in the shower, and he was pretty sure of what his little vampire had been up to in the bathroom. It wasn’t something Jay did often—he rarely prepped himself, preferring to lie back and let Alexei finger him thoroughly. A true pillow princess.
But Alexei had a fairly good idea why he’d broken the norm this time.
His omega needed to be wet for him, didn’t he?
But this dithering at the bathroom door wouldn’t do. Alexei patted his knee, his voice low and smooth as silk. “Come here, kitten.”
Jay’s hesitation ended there. He bounded over, stopping between Alexei’s spread legs, and Alexei wrapped his hands around his hips once more, stroking softly at the bare skin. “How do you want to play this, sweetheart?”
Jay toyed with the hem of Alexei’s shirt, humming thoughtfully. “I’m an omega going into heat.”
Alexei tightened his grip. “Is that so?”
Jay’s gray eyes met his. “And you’re my alpha.”
A hot punch of arousal went through him at those words. Yeah, he was definitely getting the appeal. He rubbed circles into Jay’s soft skin with his thumbs. “Shouldn’t you be making your nest, then, little omega? Getting ready for your alpha to breed your needy hole?”
Jay’s lips parted, and he let out a soft, gasping “Oh.”
Fuck, yes. Alexei had been right to do his research. Especially as Jay’s eyes brightened and his cheeks flushed a darker pink. He grinned so widely it made Alexei’s chest ache. His mate did so love it when someone met him where he was at, joining him in play.
Jay seemed to gather himself, forming his features into a suitably serious expression. “Oh yes. My nest. Wait right here, alpha.”
And then he was off. Alexei could hear him rummaging in the living room, presumably gathering blankets and pillows—it wasn’t like their home was short of cozy materials. Alexei figured Jay would bring them to the bed, but Jay dropped them on the floor, instead, and began arranging them there, his pert bottom flashing temptingly at Alexei as he bent over his work.
Alexei palmed his hard cock as he watched him. Fuck, he was so gorgeous. Especially like this, eager and full of excitement, trusting in Alexei to treat him well.
When the soft materials he’d gathered were arranged into a sort of bed on the floor, Jay made his way back over to Alexei. He held out a hand. “Your shirt, please.”
Alexei tugged his shirt off. Jay held it to his chest, then eyed him with consideration, gaze dropping to Alexei’s sweats, lingering at the damp spot where Alexei’s arousal was making itself known. “Your pants too.” He leaned in close, whispering in Alexei’s ear. “That’s where your scent’s strongest.”
Fuck. This little tease. Alexei stripped down hurriedly until he was as nude as his mate, handing over his clothes.
Jay grabbed them with a grin, then took them to his nest and added them to it. He looked up and caught Alexei’s eye again. “So my nest smells like my alpha.”
Jesus. Alexei stood. That was enough. He needed his hands on his mate.
On his omega.
He stalked over and knelt next to the cozy pile Jay had made. “What a perfect nest you’ve got there, baby,” he crooned.
