“More.”
“Sol, I have three fingers inside you.”
“Oh.” Surprise tinged Sol’s voice. “My body is getting ready for a knot. Are you… aroused enough?”
I nuzzled his ass cheek. “Oh, dear Sun in my sky, I’m so hard it hurts.”
Sol released a laugh. “Then f—fuck me.”
His bravery to trust me with his body in his most vulnerable moments was astounding. Since I had grabbed his ankles and hauled him to the hotel, and throughout our entire interaction there, he’d been strong, defiant, and full of the will to fight for himself. Now, he was wet, naked, and trembling on my bed, yet his tenacity remained the same.
Even if it was him on his knees and needing me to help him through the heat, he was in charge.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I rolled my fingers in Sol’s slick and spread it on my cock. The sight of his juices on me and the sweet smell of him in the air drove me insane. I slid off the bed and reached for the top nightstand drawer.
“Where are you going?” Sol grabbed my arm, digging his nails into my skin.
“Getting condoms.”
He shook his head. “You said you can’t give me anything. And I already fucked you. I’m tested every week so you’re safe.”
“But you can get pregnant.”
Sol sat up, curling his legs under him, and released a long sigh. “If I do, it won’t be your problem. I promise. Besides, my womb is not open yet, and it’s unlikely I’d get pregnant during my first heat. Your cum, the protein and hormones, will make the wave less painful.” He pursed his lips. “Now, will you f— Will you do it, or not?”
Cursing had come easier to him when he had more power over the situation. I had to make sure he felt safe with me.
I caressed the top of his thigh. “I will. If you’re sure.”
He flopped his arms. “Yes.”
I climbed back on the bed and bowed.
Instead of laying back, he rolled to the side and patted the middle of the mattress. He trusted me to help him but not to be on top. Fair.
I stretched on the bed. “Let me serve you, Master.” My cock twitched, spilling pre-cum on my abdomen.
Sol smirked and thrust his chin up. Perfect. My feisty and dominant omega was back.
Mine. And I was his. For the duration of his heat.
Sol straddled my hips, and wrapped his slender hand around my cock.
I sucked in air and fought not to thrust into his grip. It wasn’t easy as I took him in—from his smooth thighs, lean chest, to his sharp jawline—and knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that I would never lay my eyes on a man more beautiful and strong than Sol.
He thumbed the slit of my dick, spreading the pre-cum there, then traced his fingers to the sensitive skin above my balls where my knot would soon grow.
“It was so big before, I don’t know if I can take it all in.” He grimaced and rubbed his belly. “But I have to…I want to.”
Cupping his balls, he rocked forward and spread his slick over my cock, then slid the tip into his ass. The moan he released curled my toes and we were just starting.
With parted lips and flushed cheeks, Sol was a vision that would remain burned into my brain. His lithe body was bathed in the soft light of the bedroom, and it moved sensually as he lowered himself on my cock until he enveloped it fully in his warmth.
Rolling his hips, Sol caressed his abdomen and up his chest, then pinched his nipples.
“Knot me, Rhys.” The sound of my name on his lips in a breathless command sent all my blood to my cock.
