Page 53 of Bonds of Fate

“Stop. I’m going to come. Jay. Please. Want you inside, fuck.”

Jay is breathing hard, and Gideon can feel his cock twitching against his lower leg, leaving a trail of precome.

“You sure?”

There’s blood on his chin, and his fangs are still out, but he’s reaching for the lube, so Gideon only says, “Mmhmm.”

Jay tries to roll him over, but he finds enough words to tell him, “No. Like this.”

As much fucking as he’d done with Rowan in his rut, he doesn’t need much prep, and Gideon likes the burn, anyway. Jay is thick and only a little shorter than Rowan, so it should be perfect.

When he’s got three fingers up to the second knuckle, he’s ready. “Fuck me, alpha. Hard.”

It’s enough to get Jay to put aside his usual caring approach. In the next second, he’s got his alpha’s cockhead pushing in, and the burn isexquisite.He’s all the way in with a single push, Jay’s pelvis pressed flush to his ass and Gideon’s legs up and over his impressive shoulders.

“Fuck. Yes. So good, Jay. Now…fuck…me.”

Jay picks up the pace, slamming in and dragging out slowly. Gideon clenches down, and Jay groans. He realizes he’s still holding on to the headboard when a rail snaps off in his hand.

It’s enough to make Jay stop in surprise.

“Don’t fucking stop.”

“Watch. Your. Tone.” Each word is punctuated by a thrust that hits his prostate dead on—the impact making his balls draw up.

“I’m going to come, Jay.”

A few more thrusts and Jay’s fingers are back on the head of his cock, thumb pressed firmly to the underside just below the head, where he likes it best, and then he’s coming hard. Jay doesn’t let up, though—his hand around Gideon’s knot, massaging with a tight grip. The second orgasm is harder than the first, making his vision dim and his throat hurt from the resulting shout.

“Where do you want it, Gid? Inside? Here?” There’s a hand on his belly, then one on his lips. “Here?”

They all sound perfect, but ultimately, he chooses: “Inside, love. Fill me up.”

Jay’s moan is long as he pushes his knot past Gideon’s sore rim and comes. Gideon loves it when they are tied like this and bears down, putting his hand around his knot again, and goes straight past oversensitive into a third smaller orgasm.

He milks another moan from Jay, whose arms give out.

“Oomph. Fuck, you are heavier than you look. Watch my legs, you heathen.”

Eyes closed, Jay kisses him quietly. “Shhh, my love, you’ll wake the baby.”

“Baby?”

“Mmmhmmm. Babies.” Jay points his chin over his shoulder toward the door, and Gideon can see two sets of eyes peering in through a crack in the door.

“You little voyeurs! Get in here.”

“Yesss!” Luca drags a red-cheeked Nix in the door and right up onto the bed.

“Luca! We shouldn’t.”

Jay turns his head and uses his hand to grab the front of their omega’s t-shirt so Nix can kiss the dopey, come-drunk look off his face. It’s so endearingly ridiculous.

“It’s okay. We don’t mind. We like it, don’t we, honey.”

Gideon slaps his ass. “Don’t fucking ‘honey’ me, Jay. How long were you kittens at the door, hmm?” He clenches on Jay’s knot in revenge, just to see him shudder.

“Gid—deon, fuck.”

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