His nostrils flared as he licked his lips. “How much?”
“All of you. Everything.”
In a blur of movements, I was pulled from my chair, flipped around until my front was on the table. Gus was right behind me, his fingers tugging down my pants and undergarments impatiently, his fingers digging into my cheeks, parting them as he growled, “Mine.”
The single syllable echoed through me, awakening every cell in my body on its way. My lust for him was so raw and pure, so bright, as it returned with renewed force.
Dropping to his knees, Gus buried his entire face in my ass, and then his tongue was there, licking up my slick as he continued to growl and nip at my skin. This wasn’t my heat. This was just pure want between us. The lines were starting to blur, but I truly didn’t care. I just wanted him. I didn’t care how or why.
“Take me,” I panted, needing his cock, craving to be claimed as his once again.
Eager grunts followed before I heard Gus’ pants open and he rose from the floor. My hole pulsed with need at the thought of what was about to come. Just when I was about to lose my mind with impatience, it was there, his cock, hot and hard, as it pushed against my entrance. I grabbed the table as well as I could, clinging to the tablecloth while plates and glasses wobbled ominously as he pushed into me with force and determination.
“Yes!” I screamed, feeling each inch of his length filling me. He was huge, and it felt like I was being split in half. The heat had made my body ready for Gus at all times, but now that my body had gone back to normal, I truly felt how big his cock was. It was magnificent.
“Mine,” he rasped, licking my neck. “My little omega.”
“Yours,” I agreed. “Now, fuck your omega, Alpha. Fuck me for every day you’ve gone without. For every day you’ve missed my hole.”
A keening sound left Gus’ throat at my filthy words. His fingers dug into my hips as he slammed into me, his need for me clear, the scent of his arousal thick in the air as it mingled with the sweet scent of my slick.
“Ahhh,” I hissed, thrusting back against him, meeting his thrusts eagerly. “More,please!”
He sped up, my slick now trickling down my legs, the sound obscenely loud in the room as he slammed against me, yet I couldn’t seem to care even if the whole palace knew what we were up to. I was being claimed by my alpha, and I wanted them to hear. To know he was fucking me, and how much I wanted it. What a slut their king was for Gus’ fat alpha cock.
Engulfed in a haze of lust, we both ignored the clatter of silverware and of breaking glass. Gus kept fucking into me, slamming his cock so far inside me my toes curled with pleasure.
His hands moved around my middle, one of them gripping my dick, pumping it in time with his thrusts.
“So perfect,” he praised me. “So sweet.” And apparently, I had a hidden praise kink, because Gus’ words sent me flying.
“Oh, gods!” I screamed as I came, filling his fist and the precious carpet underneath us.
“Mine!” Gus roared, fucking into me a few more times before he came, too, his seed warming my insides, claiming me once again as his.
He nuzzled into my neck, his breath hot against my skin, his cock throbbing inside of me as it slowly softened. My lungs struggled for air, and my brain had turned into mush, but none of that mattered. I realized I could no longer live without this. I needed Gus. I needed this thing we’d just shared forever. It wasn’t just a need to have sex. It was a need to have him. My Gus.My Alpha. He was as much a part of me now as my own heart.
“I missed this,” he whispered against my neck. “I missedyou, Seb. So much.”
“Me too.” My voice shook, my eyes stinging.
“It felt like I was going to die at times, my need for you was so overwhelming.”
“I know. Me too.”
Me too.
Chapter 16
Gus
The days and nights spent with Seb seemed to fly by, and before I realized it, harvest season had turned into fall. I often thought about Hal and what he was doing. Was he enjoying the fall colors as much as I was? Was he walking through the woods, admiring the yellows, oranges, and reds, while he thought of me? As soon as the leaves turned golden and covered the ground in a thick carpet, he and I would gather them in huge piles, then jump into them, while we laughed like small children. Lord Willoughby never seemed to mind and allowed us a bit of fun after a long day in the barn, making preparations for winter. I missed Hal, but still, I had no desire to leave Seb’s side either.
I still didn’t know if Seb was pregnant with my child, although I had a feeling he was. I’d asked him numerous times, but he always gave me a blank stare, then quickly changed the subject or diverted my attention with a new type of honey he wanted me to try. But I tried not to think too hard about it and just enjoyed the time we had left.
I found the stables empty when I entered, and I gathered that Adrian was out with one of the horses. He was the only one caring for the royal horses as far as I knew, so he spent most of his days exercising them outside. Aside from being with Seb, the stables were my favorite place in the palace, and Adrian apparently loved having me around, too, because one day when I came by, he’d made a small carving area for me. Since then, I hadn’t used the shed, but would spend hours and hours carving in the stables while Adrian went about his business, both of us sharing small conversations as we each did our own thing.
As usual, I’d lost track of time, working on a cute little rattle for Elias’ son, who was now one month old. He couldn’t use it yet, but I wanted to give Elias something because he was one of the few omegas at the palace who treated me with kindness and like I belonged with Seb. The rattle was formed in the shape of a dragon, and when you shook it, the tail and wings wiggled from side to side. I could just see Baby Everian playing with it while he giggled loudly.Everian. The name was so pretty, and I couldn’t help but wonder what Seb would name our son. I’d likely never know, but I was certain Seb would pick a beautiful name for him.
