“I’m resting.” Keith’s eyes remained closed. “Are you enjoying the view?” His lips turned up in a smirk.
“I am,” Brian admitted.
“Good.” The smile got wider. “Thanks for bringing me a snack.”
His eyes were still closed. How could he know?
Keith sat up and looked at him. “I can smell it.”
“Did I say that out loud?”
He shook his head. “Want to join me? There’s plenty of room in here.” He splashed his hand through the water.
Brian’s phone vibrated in his pocket, which likely meant Steve was out front with the unexpected visitor. “I wish I could but I have pack business to deal with.” He stepped over to the tub, squatted beside his mate, and set the plate on the floor. “You’re extraordinarily beautiful.” He smoothed the back of his fingers down Keith’s cheek and over to his chin. “I’m so grateful that Mother Nature blessed me with you.” He still wasn’t completely sure how to make everything work with another Alpha, but even if he had to force Keith to follow his direction when it came to his safety and even if he'd never be able to sink into his body in the way he longed to, he was thrilled down to his soul that he’d get to live his life with this man by his side. “I love you,” he whispered as he leaned down to press his lips to Keith’s forehead.
Before he could make contact, Keith grasped both sides of his head and tugged him lower as he tilted his head back and pressed their lips together. Taken off-guard, he gasped and Keith slid his tongue past his lips.
“Mmm,” he moaned, heat immediately shooting through him in reaction to the taste of his mate. Strong hands tangled in his hair and held him tightly as Keith coaxed his tongue into his mouth and sucked on it. “Ungh,” he groaned, already lightheaded with arousal. One hand clutching the tub, he moved the other to his groin, desperate for relief.
“Take your hand off that. It’s mine and I’ll take care of it.”
“You can’t,” he rasped and rested his forehead against Keith’s, trying to calm himself. “I have to go deal with something.” His phone buzzed again and he considered tossing it into the water. “Fuck.”
“Let’s go with that second option. It sounds much better.”
“What?” He was lightheaded, all his focus and his blood were directed away from his brain and into his cock. “Options?”
“I’m saying fucking sounds a hell of a lot more fun than whatever else you have going on, so let’s do that instead.”
Keith had inadvertently opened the door to a conversation Brian had been wanting to have for weeks. Aware that he needed to leave but unwilling to lose the opportunity to talk about something that had been nagging at him since he realized his mate was also an Alpha, he leaned back and met Keith’s gaze. “How would that work?” he asked.
“How would what work?” Keith drew his eyebrows together.
“Us,” he said. “You know?” He gulped and licked his lips. “Fucking.”
Keith blinked a few times and tilted his head to the side, his expression perplexed. “Are you doing the whole ‘I’ve never been with anyone else’ shtick that I roped you into or are you seriously asking me how to have penetrative sex?”
“I knowhowto do it. I mean, how would it work with us?” He pointed his finger back and forth between them.
“Uh, the usual way? In, out, in, out. What are we talking about?”
“Keith,” he sighed. “The usual way for me is to be the, uh…” He considered his word choice carefully, not wanting to say anything that could be considered demeaning. “…penetrator.”
“Oookay?”
“And I realize you haven’t done this before but you’re an Alpha too so…” He left the rest unspoken, not needing to state the obvious.
Forehead scrunched, Keith said, “What does being an Alpha have to do with this? We’re mates.”
“We are. And I am wildly attracted to you. I want you desperately. But you’re an Alpha. I’m an Alpha. I’m too powerfulto submit sexually in that way. I can’t do it. And I’m sure you feel the same.”
“Just to make sure I’m tracking this conversation, you like to top and you’re worried that I’ll feel emasculated if I take it up the ass and because of that you think we can’t fuck? Am I getting this right?”
He cringed at the crass choice of words. “I’d never describe making love with you that way.”
“Right.” Keith rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Whoever you’ve been waiting on stopped blowing up your phone and now they’re stomping on the porch and knocking on the door. Go deal with that and then later, when you’re done, I’m happy to prove just how willing and happy I am to have any kind of sex you want in whatever position you prefer.”
“How do you…” Brian stopped himself from asking how he knew Steve and the visitor were downstairs because that mattered exponentially less than the rest of what he’d said. “You’d enjoy that? I don’t want to demean you.”
