And it was a thing he was kind of offended about?
But he still wanted to do?
“You’re right. It’s a very common thing.” And it was going to be a fun fantasy to live out. “It’s sexy too and just imagining it is making my knot throb.”
I still needed to ignore it, though, because my concentration was needed elsewhere.
On his ass.
Giving him a sexy tongue fucking, I rewarded him for another few moments before pulling back just enough to spank his other cheek. His gasp was filled with relief and desire, and I could feel his body inching closer to his orgasm.
So I slid one finger into his spit-slicked hole and spanked him a few times in quick succession.
Perfection.
He muffled his cry with the bed, but his orgasm barreled through him like a freight train. Finger fucking him kept the pleasure going but he made the sexiest sound when I squeezed his pink cheek and teased his prostate at the same time.
Yep, this was definitely more fun than just giving my knot attention.
Even when he collapsed against the bed, pulling my finger out and groaning like he’d just run a marathon, it was amazing.
“I’m. That’s. You.”
That was all I got even after I kissed his cheeks one last time and hopped up quickly to go get a washcloth. Rolling him over and cleaning him up got a few more porn-worthy sound effects, but his eyes were closed and he seemed done with being awake.
We kind of had a kid, though, so sleeping naked was a terrible idea.
“Almost done.” As I made a mental note to wash the bedding in the morning, I wrestled him into his pajamas as he pouted. “Come on. You know I’m right. One minute and then you can go to sleep.”
“I…I need two minutes. You…you have to come.” He waved his hand in what he seemed to think was the direction of my dick, but he was off by several feet. “You’re…you’re important to me.”
And he was a good partner.
“But you’ll be fast.”
Had I mentioned he was adorable?
“Thank you.” Kissing his forehead, I gave up humaning my way through getting him dressed and lifted his legs like he was a baby. “That’s better.”
“Wow.” He was impressed but still keeping his eyes closed as he yawned. “Alphas are amazing in real life too.”
Sounding a bit punch-drunk as I slid his pajama bottoms up over his bottom, Dorian sighed and melted into the bed. “You’re strong and you have a knot and you like me and you…you said stuff…”
“Because you’re special to me.” Giving up on putting a shirt on him, wrestling him under the covers was slightly more complicated. But I got it done just as his brain flipped the off switch and he was out. “You’re so cute.”
And would hopefully wake up relaxed and a bit less stressed.
I wasn’t sure if that was a fingers crossed kind of thing or a plea to the ancestors issue, but either way, my mate needed a bit less worries and a bit more romance from his mate.
It was definitely time to plan our first date.
Chapter 27
Dorian
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” It seemed unnecessarily dangerous. “Something could happen.”
Work was one thing but a date was another.
