Dasan doesn’t give me permission to come. His gaze is intense while fucking me like a bucking bronco. My body aches. My hole aches. My orgasm aches. My throat aches from the constant whining and grunting.
Everything aches, but I don’t want it to stop. I need the way he pins me down, holding me so I can’t move from the position he wants me in. The way he dominates me makes me feel safe and whole. The way he’s so turned on by me is… consuming. I want it all the time.
I don’t care about sex all the time, though the orgasms are incredible. I care that he wants me. That he doesn’t get tired of me. That his hunger for me never lessens. Is never quenched or fulfilled. It’s endless. Infinite.
Dasan’s cum fills me so much I’m leaking before he finishes. He doesn’t stop thrusting, even when he’s finished coming. I close my eyes and float in the good spaces he carved out for me tonight. I drift on the remnants of pleasure that trickle through my body as Dasan slowly jerks my dick until he finally lets me come again too.
Everything feels so good. I don’t want it to end. Not now. Not even an hour from now.
I doze for a while. In and out. When I come to, I have his fingers in my mouth and I’m sucking like a child. My cheeks heat, and I pull my face away, letting them go. Horrified.
“Shh,” Dasan murmurs, kissing the back of my shoulders. He puts his fingers back into my mouth, but I’m feeling too self-conscious to do anything.
Dasan sighs. After a minute, he pulls his fingers from my mouth and moves me around on the bed until my head is on his thigh. I don’t wait for his instructions. I put his cock in my mouth and suck.
Not hard. Just enough that the anxiety from sucking on his fingers fades and my eyes flutter closed again. I’d much rather lose myself in the feel-good of this. In the afterglow of being bred like a bitch in heat. The way he held me, fucked me, murmured soft things to me after.
Once more, I doze. My body tingles. My cock feels good. Somewhere within my dozing state where I’m not quite asleep but not fully awake either, I recognize that Dasan’s hand is gently stroking my cock in much the same way I’m gently suckling his. God, it feels good. I could get lost in this forever. I would happily stay like this for the rest of my life. Fuck the world.
My eyes snap open when a ringing fills the room. I pull my mouth up, but his hand pushes my head back down. “Keep sucking, omega. Relax.”
I swallow around his dick as he answers the phone. It takes me several minutes to calm down enough that I hear him talking. His free hand continues to softly rub my cock, and I match the rhythm with my mouth on his.
With the comfort of his voice and all the good feelings back, I lull into silence as I listen to him. Dasan’s words aren’t readily clear right now. His voice is quiet. Gentle. Just like his hand over my dick. His thumb over my head. I sigh a happy sigh.
It isn’t until his fingers begin to move through my hair that I realize he’s off the phone. My eyes blink open until I can see him. Dasan’s looking at the ceiling, and my heart races. Is he uncomfortable? Does he not like this like I do?
Not for the first time in the last two weeks, I wonder where this massive well of insecurity is coming from. What’s differentnow than a month ago when my only source of concern was hockey and getting caught? I wish I had those days back. They felt so much easier to navigate.
“Why is your heart racing, Shiv?” Dasan asks.
Sighing, I pull my mouth from his dick. Regretfully. “I’m feeling insecure again,” I mutter and close my eyes.
“Why?”
I shake my head. “I don’t know,” I whine, feeling frustrated. “I don’t know where it keeps coming from. Or why I keep feeling this way. I don’t want it to be a thing in my life. I would much rather only worry about someone finding out. It’s far less frustrating than this.”
I squint my eyes open to see Dasan nodding with slow, shallow bobs of his head.
“Come here, Shiv. I want you to ride my dick while I tell you about my call.”
My heart races, but I don’t know why. I get up and reach for the lube. He’s not hard, so I take some time to stroke him with lube until he is. Then I climb on him and sink onto his masterful cock. God, that feels good.
His hands rest on my legs. Steady and secure. Reminding me he’s there.
“Are you listening to me, Shiv?” Dasan asks.
I force my eyes open and meet his. How can he expect me to concentrate right now? His cock is filling me so good!
He grins at the way I’m looking at him. “There’s a private cottage on a beach on the Isle of Kala that I’m going to take you to during our week off. Just you and me. We’re going to spend every day getting to know each other, me breeding you until you’re a trembling mess. We’re going to explore a few other things, too. But more importantly, there’s a small kink community among the residents of Kala, and they’re having ameet up during the week we’ll be there. I’ve secured us an invite.”
My body freezes on top of him as I stare. Fear fills me. Someone will see us. They’re going to know.
“Do you trust me, Shively?” Dasan asks.
I nod without thought. I don’t need to consider it. I know the answer.
“Then I need you to trust me that these people are not going to announce our secret to the world. Okay?”
