Page 140 of The Price of Ice

Kallen nodded anyway, way past pride. Of course he wanted him. Preferably inside his arse in the next thirty seconds.

“You need me to touch you?”

Another nod, and fuck, he could hardly breathe he wanted it so badly.

“Make me.”

Kallen blinked at him, not quite following.

Levy’s expression shifted minutely, but he didn’t touch Kallen. “Can you find the oasis, darling?”

Oh. Lure. Kallen had said he would, hadn’t he? He let his eyes fall shut and exhaled slowly, his body sending what felt like thousands of tiny signals of dissatisfaction to get his attention. Too hot in the room, his skin sandpapery, his mouth dry and very importantly, his arse clenching in need of filling. But after months of practice, in a few breaths he had it. His body could no more resist the swept of peaceful quietude than anyone else.

“Good,” Levy said. He was resisting, fists clenched and face flushed but not moving. “What do you want, Kallen?”

And all it would have taken would have been a good pull. It was obvious, like fault lines he could have pressed to break Levy’s will. It wouldn’t even have been bad; Levy clearly wanted him to do it. But now that he had a little more clarity, he could see through all that. He knew whathewanted, and even could guess at what Levy did. But he didn’t get to make that choice for anyone but himself.

So he let the peace stay right where it belong inside himself and instead lifted his knees, spreading them apart to expose his hole.

“Fuck,” Levy sounded like he was about to cry. “You... okay.”

“I want it,” Kallen rasped out. “I want you, Levy.”

It was enough, Levy nodded and took an uncertain step forward, then another until his right knee landed between Kallen’s on the bed. His hands were everywhere, on the muscles of Kallen’s shoulders and his throat, tilting his face up for a kiss that felt like being consumed alive. Levy’s tongue going deepinto him as he sucked desperately, his own hands scrambling for purchase on the alpha’s sweaty back, dragging him closer. The weight of him was blanketing Kallen’s burning body like a breeze of fresh air.

He might have stayed there forever, but Levy broke their kiss with a gasp and pushed his knees back, trying to get his erection between Kallen’s buttocks. Even that clumsy attempt sent a spike of heat up his spine, making his own cock twitch and weep a little.

“Kallen,” Levy said and he sounded like he was begging.

Kallen dug his nails into his arms, throwing his head back as he thrust his hips into the contact. “Yes, yes, yes.”

He was more than ready now, so when Levy breached him with two fingers, Kallen’s body sucked him right in, as he shuddered and moaned at finally havingsomethinginside. Not even close to enough, but so good nonetheless.

“You areleaking,” Levy breathed out, voice breaking.

“R—Ready,” Kallen managed to get out.

Having the fingers withdraw nearly hurt, but it was well worth it when he felt the thick head of Levy’s dick at his entrance instead. “Oh,” he breathed out as it went past the first ring of muscle, clenching frantically around it. It was big and he hadn’t stretched himself so he could really feel it.

It took him a moment to realise that Levy had actuallystoppedhalfway in. Kallen lost his cool fast, tossing his head, whining in desperation. His alpha gave him another inch, knocking the breath out of him before he could beg, and then another, just leaning into Kallen’s arse and letting it suck him in, deeper and deeper, until he was all the way buried inside. The stretch stung a little even with all the slick, but it felt good too.

No, not just good, butright.

Something he’d needed.

Normally, once he had an alpha’s cock inside during heat, he’d lose his mind and just start rutting onto it. This time was different, he blinked his eyes open and met his boyfriend’s wide eyes. Shocked, and maybe a little scared.

“Shhhh,” Kallen told him, struggling to find the clarity to move voluntarily, and lifted a hand to tug on his curls and bring him down until their lips met.

It wasn’t much of a kiss, not when it shifted Levy’s cock inside and he couldn’t stop himself from clenching at the shiver of sensation, an edge of pain but mostly deep rising pleasure. But they stayed close anyway, mouths brushing, nuzzling at each others’ faces as Levy pulled out a little and thrust back in, lighting Kallen up and making him gasp.

He pulled and Levy pushed and they were off, a rhythm that needed no explanation or clarification, slow and languorous until it wasn’t enough and Kallen was digging his heels into Levy’s lower back to demand more.

Levy gave him everything, sharp short thrusts alternating with deeper shoves that rubbed right into Kallen’s prostate, making the world wobble on its axis.

And then, when he thought there was nothing more to it but to fall over the edge... Levy gave him a sharp thrust and still buried to the hilt, gasped, “I love you.”

The whisper could have got lost between their panted breaths, except for how the words were simply a translation of every touch that had come before it, every meal and every effort to make him happy.

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