Concerned, I sat back. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”
Mason averted his eyes. His expression was strange, almost like a mix of guilt and concern. I stroked his hair soothingly as I waited for him to speak again.
“I’m fine, yeah,” he murmured, still not looking at me. “There’s just… I have something I need to tell you. Something I should’ve told you a long time ago.”
My heart rate sped up and I bit my lip nervously. If there was one thing you never wanted to hear, it was the words Mason just said.
“What is it?” I asked quietly.
Mason forced himself to look me in the eye. He reached for my hands and laced his fingers with my own. “It’s not bad. Not anymore. Don’t worry.”
I groaned. “Will you just spit it out? The suspense is driving me crazy over here, Mason.”
“Sorry. It’s just hard to say after so long, I guess…” He sighed. “Okay. So. You know, when we first met? How you invited me here?”
“Yeah?”
“Well, I… never really planned on staying,” he said, looking down again. “In fact, I was only staying here because I was scared and didn’t have anywhere else to go.”
I blinked. “Is that all?”
Mason looked a bit confused. “I was using you, Jericho. For food, shelter, everything else… Just so my baby could survive.”
“I don’t get it,” I admitted. “What’s the big deal?”
“I wasusingyou,” Mason stated again more firmly. “Don’t you care?”
I looked down at him seriously. “You were a lost, pregnant omega with nowhere to go, and I offered you a place to stay. What’s so ridiculous about that?”
“Because I was going to leave as soon as my first pup was born!” Mason cried. “I was going to leave you, this pack, everything behind!”
“Mason,” I said softly. “Is this what’s been bothering you for so long?”
His mouth went taut. “I - I guess.” He paused. “Does this not botheryou?”
“Not particularly,” I said with a shrug. “I guess I figured you’d do something like that when I found you. I mean, no offense, but you seemed pretty flighty and unstable. I didn’t even know if you’d stay the night without running off.”
Mason paused then chuckled. “I guess you’re right. It seems like ages ago, now. Isn’t that weird?”
“Yeah,” I agreed. “I feel like I’ve known you my whole life. Like I was destined to meet you - as cheesy as that sounds. But I guess youaremy fated mate.”
Mason blushed deeply. “Shut up,” he mumbled, but then leaned up to kiss me again.
The words melted away as we kissed. Mason groaned and bucked his hips up to meet mine. Our clothed cocks met with a brief flash of friction. With one hand I reached down and fiercely tugged down his waistband, freeing his cock. I grabbed it instantly and squeezed just enough to make Mason whimper.
With my other hand, I pressed my fingers against his waiting hole and pressed inside. He gasped.
“Oh, yes,” he mumbled. “More.”
With a growl, I pushed in deeper. His entrance was slick and ready for my cock, but I wanted to draw it out. I pushed and pulled my fingers inside him, stretching him, although judging by how wet he was, he didn’t need much of it.
Mason lay taut against the bed, biting his lip and clutching the sheets. He wiggled his hips and whined for more.
I chuckled. “My poor, desperate little omega.”
“Don’t make fun of me,” he whimpered. “I need to get fucked so badly, you don’t understand.”
“Oh? You do?” I teased. I withdrew my hand slightly, then thrust inside him with three fingers. He gasped and threw his head back.
