The best I could do for now was to push his thighs apart and lift them so I could lick the slick that dripped from him. He wasn’t in heat so it wasn’t all that much, but it was still sweet and tasted of him. I teased his balls with my lips and tongue, too, before dragging the flat of my tongue up over the underside of his cock until I could close my mouth around his head.
“Jack!” Quincy moaned, gripping my hair with two hands. “I’m so close.”
I was, too. I wanted to go on sucking and swallowing him for ages, but even though I wasn’t in rut, the alpha in me knew what it wanted.
I shifted over him, lining up and pushing inside recklessly. I should have touched and teased him a while longer, but I couldn’t hold back for another second. There was too much fire in my veins, and my alpha demanded that I claim this omega as my own in any way I could, over and over.
Quincy didn’t seem to mind my impatience. In fact, he seemed to welcome it. He grabbed hold of me tightly and arched into me as I filled him. His initial cries of pleasure turned into whimpers and demands for more. He jerked against me, taking me deeper with each thrust. Finally, when I couldn’t keep hold of control for another second, I let go with a roar as my orgasm swallowed me whole.
Quincy responded with a shout as loud as mine as his cum spurted all over his belly, making the space between us deliciously sticky. I wished I could knot him, but since he wasn’t in heat, that part of my biology didn’t respond.
What did happen was that Quincy nearly sang with pleasure, holding me tightly and crying tears of joy.
“It doesn’t hurt,” he gasped and wept. “It feels so good.”
I understood what he meant, and I nearly lost it with joy as well. My orgasm was already subsiding, but I wished it would go on forever. The experience was only pleasure. The pain of Quincy’s severed bond must not have affected non-heat sex. At last, I could hold my omega in my arms and know that he was surrounded in nothing but ecstasy.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Quincy
It had never dawned on me that non-heat sex with an alpha I was falling head over heels in love with could be so good. It had never occurred to me that sex outside of heat was even a possibility, which sounds stupid, I know. But up until that moment, I’d always associated sex with heat and the agony of having a severed bond.
“This changes everything,” I told Jack cuddling against his naked body as we lazed around, recovering from our impulsive lovemaking.
“Hmm?” Jack asked with all the relaxed satisfaction of a man who knew he’d rocked my world.
I laughed and wriggled closer to him, kissing his chest a few times before sliding over him entirely to straddle his hips.
“This changes everything,” I repeated with more feeling, spreading my hands across his hairy chest. “We fucked, and I didn’t want to die.”
Jack blinked at me, then laughed out loud. “Thank you for that vote of approval,” he said.
I realized how my words sounded and laughed with him. Then I bent down and kissed him long and lingeringly while squeezing handfuls of his pecs.
“No, I mean that I’ve only ever had sex while in heat, whether naturally or with a Heat Lightning pill, since Chester.” I winced as I said that, because even mentioning Chester made me aware of the sever in a visceral way. “And yeah, I did feel all those aching, hollow things in the place where the bond once was, but that…void didn’t cut into what we share. It…it was almost like that part of me was healing.”
Jack’s eyes grew wider as I gave my explanation, and by the time I got to the end, he looked downright stunned. He muscled himself up until he was balanced on his elbows behind him, then said, “Are you saying your broken bond is healing?”
Wouldn’t that be amazing.
“No, I don’t think so,” I said, lowering my head as my insides throbbed with regret. “Everything they told me said that once a bond is severed, it can’t be healed.”
I shrugged to show him that didn’t bother me so much, but Jack knew it was a lie as much as I did. He sat up all the way, pulling me into an embrace.
“It’s okay,” he said, like he was comforting me right after the procedure had taken place. “You’re still my wonderful, exciting, adorable omega.”
I threw my arms around him and tried not to cry as I buried my face against his shoulder. I don’t know what I did to deserve someone as kind and generous as Jack. Part of me was still convinced that he would wake up one day and see the mistake he had made by falling for me. But if our time together was just a blip in both of our lives, I was determined to do whatever Icould to make his life better, whether he lived the rest of it with or without me.
“I haven’t told you why I wanted to come over,” I said, my forehead still pressed against his shoulder. I wasn’t ready to break the bubble of affection surrounding us by bringing assholes into it.
“What? You didn’t want to come over so I could give you an amazing non-heat dicking?” Jack teased.
I laughed and sat straighter, cupping his stubbly face in my hands. “Jack Salisbury! Where did you learn language like that? I thought you were a good, respectable alpha from a high society family.”
Jack’s amusement faded quickly. “I’m ashamed of myself,” he said.
That wasn’t even close to what I was expecting him to say. “Why do you think that? You have nothing to be ashamed of. Trust me, I know about shame.”
