I edged closer while pushing deeper. Carefully, I lifted his prosthetic leg and braced it against my shoulder to get better access to his hole. Scar bit his lip in anticipation. Even now with my cock halfway inside, his slick hole gushed lubricative fluids all over our skin and the sheets.
An omega’s heat is really something else,I thought in awe.
Using his other leg, Scar hooked himself around my lower back and jerked me closer. I grunted as my cock buried inside him. It throbbed painfully as I neared the edge with every passing moment. Needing to hold on to something, I grabbed his hips for leverage as I thrust harder.
My entire cock slipped inside his ass as deep as it would go. We both cried out in pleasure as a new wave of intensity sent sweat rolling down our skin. My muscles tensed, electrified by the overwhelming sensations. We both remained dead still, afraid that if we moved now we’d both be sent sprawling over the edge of our impending orgasms.
Finally, when the looming wave passed, I slowly started thrusting again. Scar relaxed with a sigh, allowing himself to enjoy the shocks of pleasure spreading throughout his body. I was pleased that I could make him feel so good. He deserved it, after everything he’d been through.
To add to this, I grasped his still-hard cock with one hand and began pumping it. His eyes clenched shut as he moaned. The expression on his face was pure pleasure.
Spurned on, I grasped his hip harder in one hand and continued pumping his cock in the other while thrusting. Eventually I settled into a rhythm doing both things at once and Scar was able to lay back and soak up the sensations to his heart’s content.
When I felt myself nearing the edge, I said, “I’m close.”
He nodded without looking up. “Cum inside. But don’t stop. You better do it again after.”
“Don’t worry about that,” I grunted. Just the scent of his heat alone made my cock rock solid at this point.
It came in a hot, staggering wave. I tensed just a moment before my load shot out, coating Scar’s inner walls. At the same time, my grip on his cock jerked up, causing the final stroke he needed to cum. He cried out, unable to hold back. Both our orgasms seemed to last an eternity before we came back down to earth, our minds foggy from forgetting to breathe.
But there was no downtime. Immediately, the slick wetness surrounding my cock and the musky scent of Scar’s heat perked me right back up to full arousal. I barely had a chance to breathe before my body began moving on its own. My hips thrust and my fingers dug into Scar’s sides.
“Do it again,” Scar commanded with a growl. “Fuck me until I’m pregnant.”
“That’s exactly what I’m doing,” I muttered. I braced myself, then reeled back and thrust hard and deep—as far as my cock would go. Scar gasped and moaned, his eyes screwed up in pleasure.
“More,” he mumbled desperately.
I gave him exactly what he wanted. Without pause, I fucked him steadily, enjoying the hot streaks of satisfaction coursing through our blood. My cock felt swollen and hard, ready to cum again thanks to Scar’s heat even though I’d already had a massive orgasm.
I could get used to this,I thought.
The familiar cresting wave threatened to crash over me again. I gritted my teeth, pounding harder. The knot of pressure below my stomach intensified.
“It’s coming again,” I muttered.
Too enthralled in ecstasy to speak, Scar only nodded vigorously.
I thrusted faster, harder, until the wave of pleasure finally broke. I cried out as my cock entered him entirely, my balls slapping against his skin, and a huge load of my cum gushed inside. My orgasm lingered as more of my seed burst out of me.
“Yes,” Scar cried, “I can feel all of it!”
Finally the wave settled and I collapsed backwards with a heavy exhale. Scar groaned and attempted to sit up for a moment before giving up and letting himself lay there.
“Come lay next to me,” he muttered. I joined him, and he rested his head between my shoulder and neck with a content sigh. “Well, if that didn’t work to make a baby, nothing will.”
I chuckled. “We’ll see. Aren’t you in heat for a few more days anyway?”
“I think usually becoming pregnant will stop a heat early, but that doesn’t mean we can’t keep having fun anyway,” he said. “I mean, I don’t know about you, but I could dothatfor a couple days straight.”
I kissed his cheek. “I think I could, too.”
* * *
Although the fourdays straight of non-stop sex and passion were amazing, both Scar and I were exhausted by the end of it. Gabriel promised he’d take care of Angel for one more day, to give us a chance to recuperate. We were glad to have her back the day after.
Then, there was nothing to do but wait.
