Page 77 of His Forsaken Alpha

“In all honesty, I don’t care if it feels good for him. I don’t want him in my bed, especially now.”

“He won’t be again.”

Wynter trailed a finger over Cav’s nipple. “I want you to enjoy our time together. But ifheknots, I can’t use that as a gauge to know you’re satisfied.” He lifted his gaze. “Did I please you?”

“Did you please me?”Cav asked, floored the question needed to be posed. “Utterly. Immensely. I’ve never been with anyone who’s pleased me more than you have. You’ve done no wrong, and I sincerely doubt you ever could. Especially if we don’t bring him up again while I’m inside of you.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry. I…” Wynter lifted his gaze. “I just want to make you happy. I know I don’t have much understanding of the act between mates… so I need to know if I’m making any mistakes.”

“You’ve made none.” Cav smiled. “Instinct takes care of a lot of things, my love. Our bond as mates even more. The fact you wish to please me—that in and of itself opens you to me.” He brushed a thumb over Wynter’s lower lip. “Is there anything I did that displeased you?”

“Torturing me and making me wait sucked, if I’m being honest. You made me beg for it.”

Cav grinned.

Wynter fought a smile. “You find it funny that I suffered?”

Cav’s knot abated, allowing him to slowly slide from his mate’s heat—though he didn’t truly wish to. They needed a break between, though, and he’d not abuse Wynter’s body any more than required. He rolled them both to their sides, facing one another. Once he got Wynter’s head on a pillow and wrapped in the bedding for warmth, he slid comfortably beside his mate and warmed himself, too.

“I did not find it funny that you suffered, my love.”

“Then why did you make me beg?”

“Building anticipation raises your pleasure. Had I simply stuck it in and had my way, what fun would that have been?”

Wynter lifted a brow. “I was needy.”

“And I took that need and amplified it before finally giving you what you desired. Sensual torment can heighten the experience.”

“We always want what we can’t have, hmm?” Wynter asked.

“Not that wecan’thave it. It was merely delayed.”

Wynter smiled. “So, if I were to keep you from touching me next time, that would heighten it for you?”

“Perhaps,” Cav said, grinning. “Though I’d like to see you prevent me from touching you.”

The wicked little smile on Wynter’s face made him sense he should’ve kept his mouth shut. When his omega scooted to the edge of the bed, reached for something on the floor, and returned topside with a massive dildo, Cav was confused.

“Perhapson the next round, I use the toy from my tote bag instead of your cock to satisfy my need?”

“Good gods,”Cav said, taking the monster in hand. It was just slightly larger than his own cock. “This is what you typically play with?”

Wynter grinned. “I ordered it from a catalog that caters to omega’s needs. It’s hard to determine size from a picture, and I had no idea it would bethisbig.”

Cav chuckled. “Yet you used it anyway?”

“A little, at first. I could only take about half. Slowly, I’ve been able to take more and more. I can’t take it all yet, but close.”

“And here I thought you were a prim little prince, scared to touch his own body. Now you show me monster cocks hidden in your bag?”

Wynter’s face fell. “Have I crossed a line?”

Cav frowned, shaking his head. He caressed Wynter’s cheek. “No, my love. I was only teasing. I want to see what brings you pleasure.” He pressed a soft kiss to Wynter’s lips. “I can’t wait to see how you use this. Imagining it has my cock hard.”

Wynter grinned, biting his lower lip.

Cav had already seen a few of Wynter’s shy smiles that he tried to hide with that biting of the lip. It was hot as fuck and thickened his cock even more. Wynter rose to his knees, his hips rolling, and Cav realized he was thickening, too. His mate was already headed into another wave of need.

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