Page 141 of The Price of Ice

And yet, hearing them made Kallen’s eyes fill with tears and his body released like all his strings had been cut, orgasming around Levy’s throbbing length inside him, each pulse somehow more powerful than the last as the alpha hunkered down over him, a protective shell in this moment of nearly unbearable vulnerability.

He stayed right there where Kallen needed him, frozen inside even when his own cock started discharging, the copious alpha seed flooding Kallen’s insides, choking little whimpers out of his throat. It was too much, except for how it was also not enough and his legs were still keeping Levy exactly where he wanted him, ignoring the semen overflowing out of him to keep the alpha close one instant longer.

Even with the rush of endorphins, letting his legs fall back to the bed was a challenge. Thankfully, Levy collapsed right on top of him with only a little tug on Kallen’s part. He was way too hot, but he couldn’t imagine even an inch of space between them right then and there.

Levy was still inside him, still hard, and that couldn’t last. Not without a knot.

But he could have it for a minute longer and he would. “Thank you,” he mumbled, and Levy started laughing a little maniacally against his chest, so in the end he did slip out sooner than Kallen would have liked.

But Kallen was laughing too, sated and sweaty and a little sore, and so fucking happy he could hardly breathe.

HE’D MANAGED TO STOPclinging and Levy had groggily lifted his head, seeking his eyes. “You good?”

“Excellent,” Kallen promised and twisted them onto their sides so he could snuggle closer.

They’d dozed off for a while and Levy had done his alpha duties and made him drink some water, which had turned into him licking it off Kallen’s chest when he’d made him laugh and spill it all over himself.

He had no complaints about ending up with four fingers inside his arse and Levy sucking him like he was a lolly,humming a little in satisfaction each time Kallen keened at a particularly good thrust.

But as good as it was, he was getting hotter and hotter, and his body didn’t want a blowjob. It wasn’t a conscious decision to roll away the next time Levy pulled out of him, frustration fizzling up his spine just a little stronger than his need to shove himself back onto them. It did surprise Levy enough that Kallen managed to shove him down onto his back and climb on top of him, rubbing his hole against his boyfriend’s erection and making it twitch enticingly.

Levy cried out, hips jerking up.

Kallen forced himself to stay still, gripping his own thighs. “Please?”

The alpha’s eyes were all pupil, and he nodded at once, grabbing hold of his own cock while Kallen raised himself up until it was right where it belonged between his arse cheeks, going in slow but steady, breaching into Kallen’s body like a key finding its lock until he was fully lodged inside, their connection complete. He tossed his head back, panting for air, Levy’s hands on his hips doing most of the work of keeping him upright.

The hold softened. “Come on, baby, find that oasis for us.”

Part of him didn’t want to, it was too familiar to lose himself into heat like this, raw and desperate and out of control. And Levy wouldn’t take advantage of any of it. But itwasan alpha asking. No, not just that.Hisalpha.

He sealed his lips and nose to hold his breathe for two beats, then exhaled as slowly as he could manage with the beautiful burning cock inside his arse shoved right against his prostate.

Under him, his alpha stayed absolutely still. And if he could do that, when so many men had proved they couldn’t or wouldn’t, Kallen could breathe, he could find the oasis.

When he opened his eyes again, Levy’s were already on him, dark with lust but absolutely focused. He smiled up at Kallen,the same easy joy he’d shown each time he’d walked into a room. “There we go,” he said. “You are back with me.”

And he was. That’s why Levy had asked, he understood at once. Not because he was afraid of doing something Kallen didn’t want if he wasn’t in his right mind. He just wanted Kallen with him when they were together.

His nodded, feeling his throat tighten up a little despite the peace of the oasis. Levy had him in every way imaginable right then, buried as he was inside Kallen’s body, but he’d wanted more. He’d wantedKallenthere more than he wanted to fuck him.

Suddenly all those months he’d spent worrying about Levy not fucking him felt utterly absurd.

“Hey,” Levy said, frowning a little. “What’s—”

But Kallen leaned over and covered his mouth with his own, kissing him because he couldn’t speak, because there were no words for what was blooming inside him. And then Levy was moaning into his mouth and their hips were moving together.

They didn’tneedwords, not when he could feel each and every shiver going through his lover’s body, when every gasp echoed inside his own head and the pleasure he was giving was as electrifying as the one he was getting. His skin was on fire, but it didn’t burn, becausetheywere the fire and nothing that mattered could burn anyway.

Levy twisted them around, getting on top to thrust harder just like Kallen needed and he threw his head back and begged, wordless keening that Levy tried to drink from his lips but was too clumsy to catch, panting against his throat instead, half his name and half just sounds that broke before they became syllables, as beyond language as Kallen was himself, heels digging into Levy’s lower back, body opening up to take all of him and demand even more.Everything. Given and taken, a circle of joy and pleasure and love that could only raise themhigher and higher, and when they crossed the boundary where their nerves couldn’t possibly hold back anymore, it hardly mattered because it all kept going, an ecstasy that blinded and deafened, leaving only them, together and entangled and brimming with love.

Levy collapsed into his arms, trembling and curling close. Kallen’s fingers could barely hold onto his neck as they slowly returned to their bodies. His eyes were closed, his heart still pounding and it wasn’t until Levy shifted slightly to the side, soft cock leaving his oversensitive hole that he even noticed it wasn’t just his own pulse he felt but his boyfriend’s—an echo like an answer across a distance.

He turned his head slightly to follow the movement, disconcerted enough to squint his eyes open.

Levy grunted something like a protest, trying to snuggle closer. But now that he’d noticed, Kallen couldn’t stop. He brought a hand to the back of Levy’s neck in silent promise and closed his eyes, focusing on his own heart, still pumping hard to make up for its mad rush to orgasm. And then he found the second beat, markedly slower but also clear despite the fact that Levy was the one with his face resting against Kallen’s collarbone.

It should have freaked him out, but just reaching for it filled him with warmth, leaving him floaty. Confused, but not alarmed. “Hey.” His fingers tightened on Levy’s nape.

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