That wasn’t the case at all.
“Fuck, BP,” Aaron rasped. His finger moved in slow circles around Gage’s slick hole, teasing him. “I was only going to eat your ass, but look what you’ve given me. How can I resist a gift like this?”
Gage shivered. The first stirrings of impossible need gained force within him and started to override his senses. He knew that they should stop immediately and go find Aaron’s father, Oli, to ask for heat blockers. Gage couldn’t afford to lose himself in an unmedicated heat when Bo was sick and there were so many appointments to attend, but the sight of Aaron between his legs, lust in his eyes, was hard to resist.
How could he say no?
Aaron’s finger traced over his hole, then between his cheeks, spreading his slick in teasing ways. The cool sensation made Gage crave it more, and his cock twitched in anticipation.
“I’m not on birth control,” Gage said. Before they did anything, he needed to make that clear. “If you take my heat, I could get pregnant.”
“If you’re this far along, you’ve already been in heat for a few days without realizing it.” Aaron’s eyes lingered on Gage, then, with nothing more said, he adjusted his position so his head was level with Gage’s hole. Aaron’s tongue lapped in tiny, teasing motions at his rim, and Gage clenched his jaw to hold back a moan that would have penetrated the walls. When Aaron stopped, the moan turned into an involuntary whine that made Aaron chuckle. “We had sex not even twelve hours ago. You might get pregnant even if we stopped right now.”
Why was that thought so goddamn hot? Gage bit the inside of his lip, trying to cling to some semblance of responsibility. Aaron had only just come back home, he’d started a new job, and they had Bo to look after. Could they look after another baby with everything else going on?
But if it’s going to happen anyway, why not have fun with it?
Nine months was a long time—long enough to resolve Bo’s issues and settle into some semblance of normalcy, at least.
“I want this,” Aaron said. He didn’t mince his words—the message was clear and would not be mistaken. “I want to make another baby with you, Gage. I want to be there to dote on you during the pregnancy, I want to be there when the baby is born, and I want to raise him or her by your side. I didn’t think I was ready, but meeting Bo and falling in love with him… I know I am. I want to make a family with you.”
It had to be a dream, but if it was, Gage wasn’t waking up. Aaron dipped his head and ran his tongue over Gage’s rim again, and the dream turned ten times sweeter.
He wanted it. His heart knew it as well as his mind did.
After raising Bo on his own and struggling to get by, raising a baby with a loving, providing partner wouldn’t be an issue, even with everything else they had going on.
No matter what, Aaron would take care of him.
“I want you.” Gage lifted his head, his chin tucked against his chest so he could look up at Aaron. To see him framed between his thighs sent a new kind of chill through Gage that interrupted the building fires of his heat. “I want to grow our family.”
Aaron’s tongue parted from Gage’s hole. He nuzzled against the inside of Gage’s thigh, then adjusted his position so he could run his tongue along Gage’s balls. Desire, thick and rich like molten chocolate, rolled through Gage’s groin and arrested his thoughts. It no longer mattered where they were or who might hear.
He was engaged to marry Aaron, the love of his life, and they were going to expand their tiny family.
Gage didn’t want to wait.
Aaron’s tongue moved from his balls to the base of his shaft, tracing up until he toyed with Gage’s slit. With a gentle push, he teased the opening, then flicked his gaze up Gage’s body to look him in the eyes. Gage’s heart fluttered, and he made a soft, startled noise before he could help himself. Embarrassed, he slapped his hands over his mouth, but Aaron only laughed. He lowered Gage’s body until his cock traced across Gage’s slick, then leaned over him, bracing his weight with one arm while the other held Gage aloft.
“If you change your mind, tell me.” Aaron kissed him, but the contact was too short and tantalizing to be satisfying. “I’ll pull out. I understand if you want to wait.”
“I don’t want to wait.” Gage was certain. The heat hadn’t taken over his mind yet—he spoke of his own volition. “I’mtiredof waiting, Aaron.”
“Then I’ll never make you wait again.”
The pressure was sudden, but it was welcome. Gage gasped and closed his eyes, letting his head roll back. Aaron’s thick head invaded him, and Gage wiggled his hips and opened his thighs so Aaron could sink deeper yet. It wasn’t like their time together earlier that night, when Aaron had claimed him ruthlessly and fucked him speechless—what Gage found in him in that moment was softer and gentler, but no less arousing.
Aaron filled him, then left him empty. Again, and again, and again.
“I want your knot,” Gage whispered, doing his best to hold back a moan. The heat had started to spread, and he knew if they didn’t make this quick, it would be too late for blockers to be effective. Like the bud of a flower ready to burst into bloom, Gage’s arousal pushed against the boundaries of his mind and tested his limits. Before long, he’d crack to it and lose himself completely.
He didn’t want that to happen. Not now.
Aaron’s thick shaft plunged into him, pushing upon Gage’s prostate along the way. Gage choked back a cry and let it out as a whispered whimper instead—a sound that made Aaron grin and thrust in exactly the same way.
“Wanna make you come first,” Aaron uttered. He bucked his hips, hitting that spot again and again. All Gage could do to hold himself back was clamp his hands over his mouth and muffle his cries. Here, of all places, they shouldn’t have been having sex, but he couldn’t miss this opportunity. No matter where they were, he needed Aaron.
He neededthis.
