Page 48 of Bitter Heat
It was like a thunderbolt. His cock was harder than it’d been in years. The sweet note of pleading, the desperate clinging, and the words that every alpha ached for, usually during heat, but anytime would do—please help me. Oh, wolf-god, Janus wanted to be in control, wanted to be the kind of alpha who would walk away from inappropriate sexual encounters with contracted omegas, but—
“Fuck,” he whispered.
“Please, yes,” Kerry said. “Get it over with. Help me. Fuck me.”
Janus wanted to protest the rush, to take them both off to a place where they could talk clearly without the mind-muddle of all this lust and need, where they could figure this out together and make sure they both wanted to pursue this, given what it all meant.
And yet what he did was lift Kerry by the hips, spread his ass cheeks, and position him so that gravity would help Kerry slide down onto Janus’s cock, the wetness of the lake and the slick from his glands easing the way.
And, eye to eye, nose to nose, breath to breath, that’s what Kerry did.
Janus let Kerry choose how far down to go, how deep he allowed Janus to go. And, wolf-god, he took him in completely, his head falling back, his eyes dropping closed, and tears spilling down his cheeks as a cry of sheer pleasure ripped out of his throat. Janus roared in response, clutching Kerry close, holding him tight, as they both shuddered and exploded in gratification together. He felt his cock push against the opening of Kerry’s womb, and he imagined during heat how he would push inside, fill him with his seed, and—
He cried out again, his body shattering with orgasm. His cum pumped up into Kerry’s passage, and just like that Kerry was coming, too. Between them, Kerry’s cock throbbed and spurted into the cool water. Jizz floating between them as Kerry squirmed and writhed, his face cast up to the sky, and his hands gripping Janus’s shoulders tight. But it wasn’t over…
Janus’s mind cleared slightly after the first orgasm, but with his cock still throbbing inside Kerry’s clenching body, he had only two clear thoughts, one obvious and the other irrational:Wolf-god, he’s tight,and, Fuck, he needs to be mine.
“Yes,” Kerry moaned, his head dropping as his orgasm faded. He ducked down to press his face against Janus’s neck, breathing him in deeply, scenting him again and again. “You smell so…fuck, so perfect.”
Janus kissed Kerry’s shoulders, licking his neck, and tasting him. He was delicious, and Janus agreed—his scent was divine. So close to the most perfect scent imaginable. So close. So very close.
A thread tugged at Janus’s mind, a whisper, but then Kerry moaned again, clenching around Janus’s cock more tightly. He rose up until his asshole tugged against the ridge of Janus’s cock’s crown, and then he pushed back down again. Janus clutched Kerry’s hips, not sure if he should or could stop what was happening. He trembled as Kerry rose up and dropped down again.
“Yes,” Kerry hissed as though Janus thoroughly scratched an itch that had been out of reach for years. “You’re so big. It’s, ah, oh fuck, Janus. You’re perfect.”
Perfect.Janus sat stunned as Kerry impaled himself on Janus’s dick again and again, riding him with slow, liquid movements that sloshed the water around him. Sex had never felt so complete. So right. The fit so delicious, the friction so keen. The scent of Kerry’s neck, the taste of his mouth when they kissed, and the urgency of Janus’s need was beyond flawless.
So whole. So good. Wolf-god, he was fucked.
Kerry cried out, whimpering and clenching, an anal orgasm rocking him softly. “More,” Kerry begged, even as it held him in its grip. “Please give me more. I need it.”
Janus gathered him close, kissing his chest and nipples, licking his way up and down Kerry’s neck, noting when Kerry shuddered in pleasure, and when he tensed in fear. Janus didn’t grip too tightly, letting Kerry choose how to ride. Kerry’s pleasure mounted again and again, and his chest and cheeks flushed red as anal orgasms rushed over him, making him twitch and shake, making him cry out and beg for another.
Janus let him do the work, allowing Kerry to find the way to his own pleasure. Janus shook with desire, too—his cock rock hard and his balls surging with the need to come. Every nerve felt alive, every touch an ecstasy. As Kerry’s wide-eyed pleasure gripped him again, Janus couldn’t hold back any longer, either. He grunted as a second orgasm pumped through him, and he bit down on Kerry’s shoulder accidentally as he came, shooting his essence into Kerry’s body. Planted it deep. The sharp pleasure finally released him, and Janus let his head rest on Kerry’s now bruised shoulder, his breath coming in heaving gasps.
“This is why I’ve been avoiding you, why I didn’t want you to touch me,” Kerry whispered into the aftermath. “I didn’t want this to happen.”
Janus jerked as if slapped. He stared into Kerry’s dark eyes in a panic that his accidental bite had ruined everything. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He put his finger over the bite mark. “I didn’t want to, it wasn’t—please forgive me. I wouldn’t ever—”
Kerry shook his head. “No, no, shh. It’s not that.” He glanced down toward his shoulder, surprise glinting in his eyes. “I didn’t even feel that.” He pulled Janus’s hand away from it and then kissed his fingertips. “You’re forgiven.”
“I am?”
“Yes.”
“Then, why? I’m sorry, I just shot my brains out of my dick twice and, well, I’m confused.”
Kerry’s lips twisted slightly with a bitter but amused smile. He kissed Janus’s nose, and then pulled back, a strange expression flying over his features. “I didn’t want to put us in this position.” He motioned down below the water where Janus was still shoved deep within him. “It complicates things.”
Janus gasped at a strange sensation: a movement against his cock from deep inside Kerry. A kick from the babe inside Kerry’s womb. The other alpha’s babe. He growled softly.
Immediately a sense of protection reared up inside him for Kerry and the baby as an extension of Kerry. He wanted to be the alpha to protect them both. No cruelty could ever be allowed to touch Kerry or this babe again. Never.
“Complications,” Janus whispered in agreement.
Kerry swallowed hard, looking shy. “Yes. But I knew if you wanted me, I’d give in to this.”
“Why?”
