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“Want,” Uriel whimpered.

Bruiser paused. “Condom?”

Uriel bit his lip, knowing his answer but ashamed of saying it.

Bruiser watched him for a moment. Then he turned away. “We don’t have to do this.”

A sound ripped out of Uriel’s throat. Bruiser turned back, the corner of his lips tipping up.

“I’ll get a condom,” Bruiser said.

Uriel chewed harder on his lip. Bruiser returned to the bathroom, foil packet in hand. He tore it open and was about to roll it on when the sound fell out of Uriel’s mouth.

“No.”

Bruiser looked up, his eyes dark. “You sure?”

He stopped trying to put the condom on. Instead, he scooped Uriel off the toilet and sat him on the counter, spreading his legs open. Bruiser crowded between Uriel’s legs and slid his cock between Uriel’s cheeks, rubbing it against his hole.

“I can still wear it now,” Bruiser murmured. “But you want my bare cock inside, don’t you? You want me pumping my cum deep into your body, flooding your womb with it.”

Uriel shuddered, his breath hitching. “Oh fuck.”

Bruiser gripped Uriel’s thighs and spread him, pushing his cock in with one smooth motion. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”

It hit Uriel that he was in heat. That Bruiser was inside him with no condom, and he was about to be bred.

He came hard, clawing at Bruiser, trying to take him deeper.

“Such a good omega,” Bruiser growled in his ear. He pulled out almost entirely and thrust back in, letting Uriel feel every inch. Then he began to move, snapping his hips forward like he was hell-bent on a mission, and Uriel’s eyes rolled back.

Bruiser went on to fuck several more orgasms out of Uriel, until Uriel was incoherent.

At some point, Uriel realized he was back on the bed.

“Last chance,” Bruiser panted, his pupils blown. “I can still—still pull out, put on a condom.”

“No.”

Bruiser snarled. And he bent Uriel in half, pounding inside with ragged, hungry thrusts until his cock swelled again and he came.

The feeling of him unloading, with no condom now... That sent Uriel over the edge.

Bruiser knotted him a second time.

It was scorching hot, knowing that Bruiser was trying to breed him. Bruiser kept going, kept grinding his knot deeper, and Uriel thought maybe the alpha came a third time inside him.

“Mine,” Bruiser growled, rolling them onto their sides. “Fuck, I can’t stop wanting to breed you.”

He held Uriel down and kept pumping in. He filled Uriel with a fourth, smaller load.

It was the hottest thing Uriel had ever done. And he couldn’t bring himself to regret it.

Eventually, Bruiser pulled out. He did it carefully, before sliding the plug back into Uriel, to hold his cum inside.

“There,” Bruiser murmured. “Three loads inside you. Should be enough to knock you up.”

“Fuck,” Uriel whispered, shivering.