I eased in inch by inch, giving him time to adjust. The sensations were overwhelming, the tightness, the heat, the intimacy of it. And through the bond, I could feel his pleasure mixing with mine, creating a feedback loop that had us both trembling.
When I was finally fully seated inside him, we both stilled, breathing hard.
“Fuck,” Brax breathed. “You feel incredible.” His eyes fluttered, and he sucked in a breath when he clenched around me. His cock jerked, like he was about to come untouched.
I couldn’t form words. The rightness of it, the completion, was beyond anything I’d imagined. I leaned down and kissed him, pouring everything I felt into it.
“Move,” he urged. “I need you to move.”
I did, pulling out slowly before pressing back in. We found a rhythm together, steady and deep. Brax wrapped his legs around my waist, changing the angle, and we both groaned.
“There,” he panted. “Right there.”
I adjusted my thrusts, hitting that spot with every stroke. His cock was trapped between our bodies, rubbing against my stomach. The friction and pressure had him making those delicious sounds I loved.
“Not going to last,” I warned. “You feel too good.”
“Then don’t. Come for me, omega. Fill me up. I want to be so full of your cum that I leak for days.”
The words, the permission, the absolute acceptance in them, it shattered me. I thrust harder, chasing my release, and when it hit, it was like nothing I’d ever experienced. I could feel Brax through the bond, could feel his pleasure amplifying mine, and it went on and on until I thought I might pass out from the intensity.
Brax came between us untouched, his whole body tensing as he spilled over our stomachs.
I collapsed on top of him, both of us gasping for air. His arms came around me, holding me close.
“Holy shit,” I managed.
Brax laughed breathlessly. “Yeah. That about covers it.”
I lifted my head to look at him. “Was it... was it okay? Did I—”
“Kip.” He cupped my face, his thumb brushing over my cheekbone. “It was perfect. You were perfect.”
Relief flooded through me. “Good. Because I definitely want to do that again. If you want to.”
“Oh, we will. Frequently.” He grinned. “But maybe give me a few minutes to recover first.”
I rolled off him, tucking myself against his side. He pulled the blanket over us, and we lay there in the comfortable silence of two people completely content.
“Thank you,” I said quietly.
“For what?”
“For wanting me. All of me. For not making me feel like there was something wrong with me because I couldn’t sense you at first. I’m sorry I made us wait.”
Brax turned to face me, his expression serious. “There is nothing wrong with you, Kip. Not one single thing. You’re perfect exactly as you are, and I’m the luckiest alpha alive that you’re mine. You were worth the wait. I’d wait twenty years if it meant that you were mine at the end of it.”
I blinked back the sudden sting of tears. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He kissed my forehead. “Now and always.”
Outside, the world continued on. Tomorrow we’d return to work, face the den, deal with whatever came next. But right now, wrapped in my mate’s arms, nothing else mattered.
Chapter 16
Braxton
On one hand, this was the most exciting time in my life. I loved my job, loved my mate. We were building an incredible life together. On the other hand, we were expecting a child, and was I really truly ready for that? There was so much to consider, so much to worry about, and so much that could go wrong.
