Page 99 of Slow Heat
Vale gazed up at Jason, his heart clenching and flipping wildly, like a skydiving bird.
Jason was gorgeous, flushed cheeks, dirty shirt, and wet mouth working. His pants gathered around his trim, flexing hips. His strong fingers gripped his massive cock with assurance and power.
Vale’s balls clenched hard. “Yes,” he whimpered. “Please, oh, please.” He arched forward begging for the come with his body. “Jason, please.”
Jason growled. “I see you. Showing off for me. Making me so hard.”
His baby alpha had a filthy mouth and it made Vale lightheaded with lust. He swayed on his knees, jerking his cock again. His ass clenched with every thrust into his grip, and his anus quivered hungrily.
Pre-come leaked from the end of Jason’s dick, dripping onto the ground below. Vale whimpered at the loss. That cock and all its juices should be inside him, deep inside him, filling him, and making him come.
“Wolf-god, I want you.” Vale worked his own cock viciously, shoving through the tunnel of his fist again and again. With his other hand, he reached toward Jason’s fingers gripping the windowsill and clasped them. “Need you. Inside me. Now. Please, Jason. Fuck me now. Fuck mehard.”
Jason growled and turned his hand around to grip Vale’s fingers. They stared into each other’s eyes as they held hands and beat their cocks roughly. Groans, growls, whimpers, and cries volleyed into the space between them. Slick slipped down Vale’s thighs and dripped onto the floor.
Jason’s eyes glinted. “Stop jerking off. Finger yourself again. Get them wet with your slick. Don’t touch your dick.”
Vale kept his eyes locked on Jason’s as he reached around and shoved three fingers into his own ass. The squelching heat sucked them in, and Vale’s eyelids fluttered as he jammed against his own prostate and tender omega glands.
“Harder,” Jason ordered. “Let me hear how wet you are.”
Vale fucked himself roughly while Jason’s eyes burned into his, and their joined hands clenched tightly. The squishing sound of his wetness was raw and wild, and the scent of his slick and their pre-come swirled intoxicatingly around them. Jason’s nostrils flared.
“Stop. Hold your hand out.” Jason’s cock flexed and leaked another gob of pre-come. “Let me see it.”
Vale lifted his hand toward the window, the slick shining and thick on his fingers. Jason jerked him forward, rubbing Vale’s fingers all over his face. Then Jason took all three fingers into his mouth, groaning and sucking on them passionately. Vale’s balls drew up tight, and he ached soul-deep for Jason’s cock. His asshole squeezed and his nipples burned.
Gripping both Vale’s hands, Jason’s jaw clenched as he stared down at him. Vale arched toward him, needing more, needing Jason’s touch, his kiss, his command.
Jason’s words hit Vale like slugs from a gun. “Come. Now.”
Vale cried out. His orgasm pumped through his body, vicious, blinding, and unbidden, called out of him by his alpha’s order. Hole spasming, his cock spurted and his limbs convulsed urgently. Jason let go of Vale’s hands, aimed his cock, and cried out as his own climax hit.
Come spurted in copious, thick ropes, coating Vale’s chest hair, his beard, his thighs, and spattering onto the floor of the study. Vale gathered what he could onto his fingers and shoved it into his mouth, quivering with the flavor orgasm he’d been felled by the day before. He shuddered and shook, his body craving more, his skin tingling, and the thunder of oncoming heat rising hard in him.
Jason hitched his pants up and climbed in the window. Vale’s heart knocked against his breastbone and his muscles turned to jelly as Jason knelt, took him in his arms, and kissed him until they both couldn’t breathe.
Jason didn’t knowwhen he’d slipped his fingers into Vale’s hole—sometime during the endless kiss they were engaged in, probably—but he was having a hard time convincing himself to pull them out again. Vale was so tight inside, hot and velvety with a grip different from Xan’s or any beta’s asshole. Vale would feel amazing on Jason’s cock, and he wanted to flip him around and fuck him hard. Vale’s urgent little noises seemed to encourage him to do just that.
But not today.
He had to stay in control. Stay in charge. Prove this was something he could handle and not lose his mind. Urho had told him tomakeVale be his omega, and so far, the experiment was working. He couldn’t blow it now.
Slowly, he slid his fingers free, and Vale’s whimper of distress was the reward he needed for making the right choice. “Shh, baby. It’s okay. We need to calm down now before we take it too far.”
Vale’s eyes were glazed and lust-filled, a promise of things to come, and he stared up at Jason in confusion. “What?”
“Let’s get cleaned up.”
Vale’s entire body trembled. His come-splashed stomach quivered beneath Jason’s touch as he dragged his fingers through the mess, proud of having marked his omega so beautifully. His beard was full of it, too, and his chest hair. He was covered with Jason’s seed and scent. It was perfect.
“I…” Vale trailed off, confusion still warring with need on his face.
“We can’t. Remember? Protocols.” Jason felt a little evil that his heart swelled at the miserable frustration that swirled in Vale’s sweet eyes. “We have to meet tomorrow with the lawyers and then we can finish this up.”
“You…you’re…” Vale’s tongue sounded heavy. “You’re an asshole.”
Jason slipped his hand back around to toy with Vale’s delicious, open, and ready hole. “No, you are.”
