"I think we should celebrate," I murmured, running my hands down his broad chest. "Don't you?"
He laughed softly, pressing his forehead against mine. "Took the words right out of my mouth."
I smirked. "Speaking of your mouth..."
Without wasting another second, I captured his lips and kissed him passionately. He tasted as sweet as his personality.
Arousal flared in my blood as my hands roamed down Castor's body. He was so strong, so warm, sofertile.Ripples of pleasure coursed through me. My hands paused at his belly, full of our child but not yet showing. Knowing he was pregnant turned me on fiercely, like throwing fuel on the fire of my lust for him.
"Is there a bed around here or should we fuck on the floor?" I asked in a low growl.
Castor smiled, looking amused that I was so horny already. "Of course there's a bed. Come."
"I might..."
He chuckled at my stupid joke before leading me to a robust bed with a wooden frame. The mattress was composed of packed dried grass and fur, and it felt surprisingly luxurious under my skin.
I pushed Castor so he lay back against it.
"What are you doing?" he asked curiously.
I wasn't a block-headed stereotypical alpha, but right now, with a pregnant Castor spread out in front of me, my hormones were on full blast. The urge to pleasure him consumed me like wildfire.
"Taking care of my omega," I said before tugging on his pants.
Castor's cock sprung out, thick and ready. Seeing him hard sent a jolt right down into my balls. I shut my eyes and enveloped his salty head in my mouth, losing myself in him. Castor moaned as I languidly sucked his cock. The scent and taste of him flooded my senses, making me dizzy with pleasure. My own dick ground against the bed and I couldn't stop my hips from writhing.
Castor's fingers glided through my hair. He hissed through his teeth, murmuring my name as I took him deeper into my mouth. I pushed past my gag reflex until I felt the head of his cock hit the back of my throat, then I gasped for air.
“Fuck,” Castor mumbled. His eyes were half-lidded with pleasure. Sweat dampened his forehead. I loved seeing him laid out like this, vulnerable and open to me.
I bobbed my head, running my tongue up and down his sensitive flesh as Castor twitched beneath my touch. Aside from the heady scent of his cock, another musky scent mingled with it in the air—the scent of his slick.
My dick throbbed. But it wasn’t his time to shine. Right now it was all about my pregnant fated mate andhispleasure.
Still sucking on his head, I snaked my hand towards his ass. Castor gasped as I pressed the tips of two fingers against his wet entrance. His gasp melted into a moan and he relaxed his muscles, allowing me to slip inside.
“Fuck, River,” he breathed.
My name on his tongue made me shudder. His wanton moans went straight to my cock, which strained against the bed. No doubt I was leaking pre-cum all over it.
It was easy to slip my fingers deeper into Castor’s ass. His tight channel was hot and wet, soaking my hand with omega fluid; his cock in my mouth was firm and twitchy. I was inside him and he was inside me. It was thrilling.
Castor’s hands pressed down on my head as he rolled his hips up. His cock stretched my mouth. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes from the effort, but I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. The feeling of my pregnant omega mate using my mouth for his pleasure was stupidly hot. I moaned around him, feeling the vibration penetrate his skin. Castor's muscles clenched and he hissed through his teeth.
"Good boy," he mumbled. "There's my good alpha."
I nearly came instantly. Castor's voice was thick and rough, the complete opposite of his usual gentleness. It was incredibly sexy when he got like this. I whined around his cock, every nerve in my body shot and straining for release.
Castor's house clamped down hard on my fingers and he tensed violently. I knew what was coming. I sucked him harder, relentless, wanting more than anything to feel him blow his load down my throat.
He shouted in desperation as he came, arching his back as his body seized. I was incredibly satisfied with myself as I felt his thick, warm load coat the inside of my mouth. I waited patiently for his aftershocks to end before drawing back. I licked my lips and wiped my mouth on the back of my hand, feeling smug that I'd reduced Castor to such a vulnerable, sexy state. He was splayed out in front of me, his cheeks bright red and his skin coated with sweat. He looked thoroughly pleased.
"Good?" I asked with a grin.
Castor nodded weakly. "Very. But I'm not through with you yet."
I barely had a second to register his words before Castor sat up and crawled into my lap. For a man his age, his agility always surprised me. Or maybe the amazing sex gave him superpowers.
