Killian blushed hotly. “Only just now, right?”
The alpha huffed. “Remember I said I could smell your slick in the car? But I can sense your arousal well before that point. I smell it when youthinkabout sex; your scent gets all warm and sweet. You were meant to be bred, bunny.”
Killian whimpered, burying his face in his hands. “Oh gods! J-just stick your fingers inside and make sure there’s nothing! Then we can get going!”
“Mmm.” Crush rubbed his thumb over the pucker of Killian’s entrance. Then he rubbed more firmly, and pushed in. Killian bit down his moan, his cock growing fully hard. Except Crush pulled out his thumb and inserted two fingers instead.
“Just feeling around the inside of your rim,” Crush murmured. “Nothing here.” He pushed his fingers slightly deeper, swirling them in circle. Then a little deeper, and another swirl.
Then he pressed down on Killian’s prostate. Killian jerked, his eyes rolling back.
“That’s just the front half of it,” Crush said quietly, his fingers moving away from that sensitive spot. He swirled them around and pushed deeper yet, inspecting the next section of Killian’s insides. Then his fingers crooked against the other half of Killian’s prostate, sending a jolt of pleasure up Killian’s spine. Killian whined, leaking precum into the tub.
“Nothing yet,” Crush murmured. “Just to be sure, I’ll have to shine a light inside. But I’ll need your help.”
He pushed his fingers all the way in to the knuckles, checking Killian with firm, short strokes. Then he withdrew his touch and bent Killian over the tub’s rounded edge, so his nipples pressed against it.
“Now, I’ll need you to keep your ass up like this, legs open.” Crush nudged Killian’s knees apart, wide enough for him to get between them. “Put your fingers in, two on each side, and open yourself.”
“That’s so shameless,” Killian moaned. But he did as instructed—four fingers hooking into his hole, scissored to give Crush the largest window he could.
“My cock opens you wider, but this will do,” Crush said. He grabbed his phone and turned on its flashlight, pointing it between Killian’s cheeks. Crush pressed down on Killian’s rim to stretch him wider. Before Killian could ask about what he saw,Crush slid two fingers inside, swirling them around. “Nothing that I can see or feel.”
“M-maybe you need to probe me with something longer,” Killian blurted. “Oh, gods. I just used a porn line.”
Crush laughed. His voice dipped to a low rasp. “You’re certainly wet enough for it. Let’s see if I find anything with a new... probe.”
He set his phone down. Then the tip of his cock pushed between Killian’s fingers, sliding easily into his hole. Killian’s breath rushed out.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Crush growled. “Hold yourself open for my cock.”
He held Killian’s hips and pushed in, sliding in and out slowly as though he was still checking Killian’s inner walls for bumps. Killian tried to breathe evenly. This was serious business!
Then Crush pushed all the way inside, filling him perfectly. Killian came, his cum splashing into the water.
“So good for me,” Crush murmured, leaning in to kiss Killian’s ear. “You take my cock so well, sweetheart.”
Killian grew warmer at those words, his blood turning syrupy and thick. He couldn’t think beyond Crush inside him, his strong alpha body pressed against Killian’s naked back.
“Now, there are just a few last parts I have left to inspect,” Crush murmured, rubbing Killian’s chest. “Lean back so I can see your cock.”
At the slightest pressure of Crush’s palm, Killian leaned back. This made Crush’s cock push deeper into him. Killian wheezed.
“First, your perineum.” Crush whispered. He slipped his fingers between Killian’s legs, pressing along his stretched rim. Then he brought his fingers forward, rubbing the stretch of skin between his balls and hole. Crush pressed down on Killian’s prostate from the outside; another jolt sizzled through his body. Killian bucked and whined.
The warmth in his body swelled again, an insatiable hunger that demanded his alpha’s cum.
“Need cum,” was what he said.
“Mmm. My cum?” Crush mouthed at Killian’s rabbit ear.
“P-please!”
“Do you need it in your stomach, or your hole?”
“Both.” Killian hadn’t even thought about it; the word just fell out of his mouth.
“Alright. Let me finish up the inspection, and I’ll feed you.” Crush trailed his fingertips down the back of Killian’s balls. He felt around each globe, until he knew Killian’s balls better than Killian did.
