Page 78 of His Forsaken Alpha

“This heat—contact or otherwise—has been so strange,” Wynter murmured.

“How so?” Cav asked, stroking Wynter’s small cock.

Wynter gasped, eyelids sliding closed before he opened them again. “I’ve felt in control. Well, mostly. I’ve not been lost to it.”

“Your actual heat begins tomorrow, right?”

Wynter nodded, lifting his hips ever so slightly to meet Cav’s strokes.

“I’m glad we had time before, to learn one another’s bodies while we were both mostly coherent. Hopefully you trust me to take care of you—and you can relax some when the time comes that you lose your mind.” He pressed his lips to Wynter’s. “You’re safe with me.”

“I know,” Wynter whispered.“Cav…”

“It’s okay, baby,” Cav whispered. “I know… you need.”

Wynter nodded, his body trembling violently.

“Show me,” Cav murmured, handing over the cock. “Show me how you use him.”

Wynter hesitated a moment, searching Cav’s face.

“I want to seeeverythingthat brings you pleasure.”

The corners of Wynter’s lips curled up. He positioned the dildo, lifting his hips high as he moved atop it. He had to nearly stand on the surface of the bed to get the right angle before sliding down a good three-quarters of the way. Cav sat up, resting his back against the headboard and stroking his cock, enjoying the show. Wynter rose again and took almost the rest of it on the next downward thrust, his hole already well-stretched by Cav’s cock. He settled above the fake knot at the base of the dildo.

His gaze flew to Wynter’s. The sight of that dildo filling his mate tugged at the edges of his control. Cav did his best to hold back as his mate rode the fake cock, moaning and whimpering at the pounding his ass was getting from it.

Wynter seemed lost to the act of seeking pleasure. His eyelids fell closed while he caressed his shaft with one hand and pinched a nipple with the other. When he reopened to Cav, his eyes shone with glassy need, the hunger rising. Cav sensed it would soon not be enough. Wynter’s heat would demand more. Until then, he refused to move. He’d lay witness to Wynter’s wanton wickedness and revel in it.

Cav could see the head of the dildo pressing against Wynter’s gut when his omega leaned back and tightened the muscles there. He wondered if his own had appeared the same way—and he’d was determined to find out soon enough. Wynter moaned,quickening over the shaft, sobbing as the heat amplified, growing higher and hotter.

“Cavanaugh…”Wynter whimpered and that was all he needed to say.

Cav released his cock and scrambled closer, pressing Wynter to lie back on the bed. The monster dildo was still lodged deep. He gripped the base and fucked his omega with it a time or two. Wynter’s tight ass locked on it, making it harder to move. Cav hissed, his cock jerking at the feel of it against the shaft. He’d experienced the tight hold of Wynter’s asshole, but seeing it used on the dildo made it hotter.

A thought crossed his mind. Wynter at first seemed almost virginal and inexperienced—but this was an omega who’d had a lover and even given birth. He eyed the thick impalement and wondered if it might be possible…

Pushing the dildo up, he pressed the head of his leaking cock beside it—where it disappeared inside Wynter’s body. He slid the tip through Wynter’s slick, coating himself well, before pressing back against the strained hole. Cav sank in a couple of inches.

“Oh shit,” Wynter said, eyes wide.

“Does it hurt?”

Wynter didn’t respond.

“Is it too much?”Cav demanded. He didn’t want to cause harm—yet he wouldn’t deny them pleasure, either, and make assumptions due to his mate’s silence.

“No,”Wynter whispered, body trembling harder. “Oh gods… that feelssofucking good.”

Cav lifted his chin, excitement sending his heart racing. He held Wynter’s gaze, watching for signs of discomfort, and slowly slid deeper.

Wynter’s breath caught, his eyes rolling back in his head. Cav gasped, his cock spasming with delight. Gradually, he sank deeper, pausing whenever he saw signs of pain. Eventually, his little omega had both cocks imbedded deep within.

“How’s that feel?”

“It’s too much,” Wynter sobbed.

Cav slid out.

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