Page 78 of Bonds of Fate

Jamie wants to sayI did,but that doesn’t have a place in the here and now either. “I won’t let you hurt yourself, either. Now kiss me, or lose me forever.”

Nix grins at the old movie misquote and moves his hands to Jamie’s chest. He hardly weighs a thing, and as soon as he can, Jamie grips his mate around the hips and flips them over with a whispered, “Ha.”

There’s only a small but serious smile, though, and not the giggle he’d expected. There are gentle hands in his hair and then down around his neck, and one finger sliding over his lips. “Kiss?”

There will never be a moment where James Rhodes denies Nix Rena a kiss ever again. It’s not an uncertain kiss, not at all. It’s possessive and crazy and wet. Nix grabs his hair harder in one hand, and the other goes to Jamie’s ass, holding him still so he can wrap his soft thighs as high around his waist as he can. Jamie just holds on and lets him lick and suck andeatat his mouth.

He’d like to say he was still thinking aboutslowandcareful, but he absolutely was not. The fire he’s always kept tightly under control around his omega bursts into a conflagration. Breaking away, Nix whines and opens his mouth so Jamie can get a look at his pink tongue, trying to lure Jamie back into his kiss, grinding his hard little dick up into Jamie’s belly.

Jamie runs his hand along the soft thigh high on his hip and then down under the curve of his ass so the tips of his fingers slide right through his omega’s wetness and smooths it up over his tiny, hairless balls.

Circling his thumb and forefinger around it, he gives his mate’s dick a slow pump. It’s hard and leaking, and it’s so pretty Jamie could probably fit the whole thing on his tongue at once.

But Nix has no patience for that today.

“Alpha, please.”

Nix could be asking for anything, but Jamie only circles his hole again, feeling the hot slick coat his palm.

He wastes no time before pressing two long fingers inside, sinking them up to the second knuckle.

He’s rewarded with a high-pitched keen.

The vanilla musk scent is mouth-watering, and his wolf wants to put his tongue right at the source.

“Come on, baby, roll over. Let me see,” he growls, and Nix is quick to roll over, up on knees that are spread wide, ass up, forcing his back into a deep arch. It’s not what Jamie is expecting, and it hits him like a gut punch. Ratcheting his arousal levels up, it’s all because his beloved’s hole is leaking slick—vanilla-sweet, shiny, and trickling steadily down his perineum and onto his balls.

He’s so fucking pink, that Jamie wants him covered in come.Hiscome.

“Fuck, Jamie. Do something. Please,” Nix moans, all exposed and reaching behind to push two of his tiny fingers in his hole. “Not enough, please. Come on. You promised.”

He did, and Jamie always keeps his promises.

Gently removes his mate’s fingers—he’d worked up to four in the time it took Jamie to get his brain up to speed—Jamie has to admit it is impressive. Omega biology must lend itself to minimal prep. Thank the Goddess.

“Alright, baby boy. Here.” He slides three of his longer, broader fingers in with zero resistance and pulls them out to add a fourth, watching as Nix gets wilder and makes wounded noises that drive his enigma insane.

The noises soon turn to begging, and Jamie even has to pull his mate’s hand away from his pretty dick. “No, baby. Mine.” Jamie has waited too long to let his beloved’s first orgasm in this bed belong to anyone but him.

He’s thinking about putting his tongue in alongside his fingers since that taste he’d had last night from Luca’s fingers had not been near enough to satisfy, when his mate moans, “Fuck me, Daddy.”

Later, he’s sure he’ll contribute to Luca’s red-ass campaign—because surely, the “daddy” is all his doing.

But moaned in Nixie’s raspy voice? Fuck.

The leash Jamie has on his enigma instincts snaps. He growls deep, bending over to sink blunt teeth into a round cheek, watching as Nix jerks, shudders, and squeals, “Yes, fuck, Jamie.”

But when he grasps his narrow hips, his omega goes pliant. Kneeling close behind, he slides his cockhead over his omega’s leaking entrance. Using his fingers to scoop up as much of the vanilla slick from the mess on the inside of Nix’s thighs as he can gather, he slicks up his cock and then sucks the rest of his fingers with a moan.

Holding Nix up with one hand on his hip, he uses the other to push his cock slowly but resolutely into that pink winking hole.

The culmination of every fantasy Jamie has ever entertained, and all he can think is—it’s perfect.

“Jamie. Oh, god, finally. Oh, thank fuck.” His mate’s babbling, desperate to hurry Jamie along. “Yes. Come on.”

“You make me crazy, baby. Wanna have you like this forever. Can’t stop—”

Nix is hot and wet inside, all clenching walls and a tight rim, and Jamie thinks it might be heaven.

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