Page 109 of Slow Heat
“I’m gonna make you come again,” he whispered. “And then I’m going to fuck you.”
Vale shook and writhed on Jason’s fingers, his mind washed clean, purified of all doubt, as he succumbed to the perfect bliss of being finger fucked. Each pass of Jason’s knowing fingers massaged his prostate and omega glands, and he moaned helplessly. Jason jerked them in and out, faster and faster, making Vale buck and cry out, making his nipples tingle and peak, until Jason bent to soothe them with his tongue.
“Darling! I’m coming!” Vale’s limbs tensed and he breathed, “Fuck!”
His asshole convulsed at the same time his cock went rigid beyond belief and his balls drew up tight. He shot his load all over his chest, screaming and clenching around Jason’s fingers, his whole body on fire for something thicker andmore.
“Wolf-god,” Jason whispered, sliding his fingers free and then bringing them up to his own mouth to suck. Vale whimpered, still twitching, as Jason licked the slick from his fingers and stared down at Vale with adoring eyes. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered.
Then he stood. “Come here.”
Vale didn’t know if he could sit up, actually, much less stand after that. But he managed to lift onto his elbows and watch Jason sit in the wingback chair again.
“Come here,” Jason said again, this time command resonated in his tone.
Vale’s shaky knees barely held him, but he rose and walked to his alpha, every cell in his omega body ringing like a bell.
“It’s your choice.” Jason said, motioning to his veiny, purple cock. It stood straight up, begging to be ridden. “I won’t force you to take me.”
Vale licked his lips, his heart hammering and his entire body vibrating. He could walk away now. Jason would let him. He’d just come twice and was floating on a buzzing high. He didn’t need to break the last protocol. He didn’t need to consummate the imprinting. He didn’t need to take Jason’s cock inside his body, upping the ante of all they both risked losing going forward.
But he did.
He settled his knees in the chair on either side of Jason’s hips and stared into Jason’s eyes. The blue was nearly obliterated by the black of his pupils. “Darling, you’re perfect,” Vale whispered, heart-blinded and falling hard. He impaled himself on Jason’s straining cock.
The fat crown pulsed just inside his stretched asshole for a scary moment, feeling too big and painful, and then more slick released, coating Jason’s cock in hot, slippery fluid. Jason thrust himself fully inside with a cry of joy that shook both of them.
“Oh wolf-god!” Jason shouted, gripping Vale’s hips, his eyes rolled into his head. His body went rigid and then he shook all over, like a mini-orgasm gripped him. When it was over, he opened his eyes, met Vale’s gaze, and lifted him until his cock had almost pulled free, and then shoved back in again.
Vale clawed at Jason’s shoulders. Jason was so deep inside, Vale could feel his cockhead throbbing against the opening to his womb. He moaned, wishing he was already in heat and his womb descended, so that Jason could shove past that last boundary, fill him up, and impregnate him.
“Oh, darling, you feel so good,” Vale whimpered. “You’re going to make me come now.”
And he meantright now.
He threw back his head, his asshole milking Jason’s dick, his insides convulsing and squeezing as he lost control to another anal orgasm. His cock leaked between them and the room spun wildly.
“So right,” he crooned, sweating and still greedy for more. “So good.”
Jason dragged him down for a kiss, his cock rocking in Vale’s hole, massaging his prostate and omega glands with each thrust. Somewhere in his mind, he knew it was just pheromone delirium talking, but he swore up and down and out loud that no cock had ever fit inside him better.
“Perfect. It’s perfect. You’re perfect, Jason. You.”
His rambling seemed to inspire Jason because he shoved into Vale harder and faster, fucking him passionately, kissing his collarbones, nipples, and shoulders.
Jason sobbed out shocking things. “Gonna make you come so hard. Gonna flood you with my seed. Gonna fill you up with my babies. Make you mine. Keep you. Have you forever. Fuck, I want you so bad. Vale!”
His head flopped back and his hips jerked up, his cock expanding in Vale’s body—a prelude to a knot during a heat—and then he came. His cock throbbed against Vale’s prostate and omega glands sending another anal orgasm crashing through him. Harsh waves of bliss wracked him. He convulsed through it, weak as a kitten in its aftermath.
They panted together in the chair, with Jason’s cock still deep inside. Seed slipped from Vale’s body, and he shuddered, remembering what Jason had said about filling him up until he overflowed.
Jason quivered and quaked, whispering nonsense. Vale kissed his temple, trying to soothe his baby alpha down from the shaking, shuddering heights. But if he thought it was over, he’d forgotten the stamina of youth.
Jason lifted him with a grunt and guided him back to the sofa, then fell to fucking him again as soon as his back hit the leather. The next hour passed in a tidal wave of escalating, mind-destroying anal orgasms, and culminated in a screaming, pulsing, wrenching climax tugged from his cock by Jason’s insistent hand.
When it was over, Jason lay sweaty and shuddering in Vale’s arms. The space between them was slippery with slick, come, and sweat.
“How’d you learn to fuck like that?” Vale slurred, drunk on never-before-known pleasure.
