Killian tightened his grip, taking Scout’s now fully hard cock firmly into his hand. It was hot and throbbing with need, and that turned Killian’s desires close to exploding. Mating would have to wait — for now, a hand job would do.
His strokes quickened until Scout was arching his back against the ceramic, throwing his head to the side and exposing the soft, pale column of his neck. High-pitched keening noises escaped from his throat as he succumbed to pleasure. Killian worked him with expert motions — twisting his wrist and squeezing the base and doing what he knew felt good from experience.
Finally Scout couldn’t take it anymore. With a surprised cry, his body stiffened and a stream of white erupted from his cock right into the bath water. Killian smirked and continued pumping him until he was sure Scout’s orgasm was over. The omega eventually slumped against the tub, face flushed and totally exhausted.
Before Scout could speak, Killian leaned over and kissed him. It was a gentle kiss, but Scout could sense his alpha’s hunger underneath. Scout’s gaze fell to Killian’s hard cock straining against his leg, but as he reached for it, Killian growled and pushed his hand aside.
“Not yet,” he said.
Scout blinked in confusion. “Why not?”
A hungry grin spread over Killian’s face. “I’m saving it for our first time. All of it.”
At those words, it took all Scout had for his erection not to instantly spring back to life.
