Page 51 of Bitter Heat
“Feel so what?”
“So desperate. Like…like…”
He could comfort Kerry, hold him, fuck him, make this moment a good one. It wasn’t right or proper, and he’d probably have strong feelings about it later—regretful feelings, even. But right now…
He whispered, “Let me help.”
“No,” Kerry whispered. “It’ll just make it worse. It already has. Every gentle thing you say…” His voice broke, and his eyes filled with tears. “Oh, fuck. It’s too late.”
“Too late? How?” The scent of slick filled the air between them, copious and insistent.
“I want you again. So much. And if I let you, it won’t just be this time. It’ll start something we can’t finish.”
Janus shook his head, reaching out. “I want to help you. Say you want me to help you.”
“Please hel…” Kerry bit it off and shook his head. “I can’t.”
“Please let me be here for you, Kerry. I can take on this burden. I know I can.”
“You have no idea.”
“I do. I’ve handled heats, I’ve fucked a lot of omegas, but never for the right reason.” He didn’t step forward, but Kerry’s body softened and slumped toward Janus a bit more. “Let me do it for the right reason.”
“And what’s that?”
“You. You’re the right reason.” Janus didn’t know how he knew, but he did. Deep down, something had split open in him, a part that felt soft and needy, perfect and complete when he thought about spreading Kerry open and thrusting into him. He’d never felt this way about an omega before. It was almost as if…
But that wasn’t possible. He’dknow. He’d have known immediately.
Kerry squirmed, his beating pulse visible in his neck, and he chewed on his bottom lip again. Janus wanted to suck it until it turned pink, wanted to swallow the cries of release and pleasure he could bring to Kerry. He wanted to make Kerry melt into his arms, give in to whatever this was, and agree to let Janus help him with the bigger problem of his contract.
But Kerry had other plans.
“Once more,” Kerry whispered. “But that’s all. Just to get it out of our systems.”
“You know that’s not how it’s going to work. You just said so yourself,” Janus said, approaching anyway and taking Kerry into his arms. He pressed his erect cock against Kerry’s hip and slipped his hands down to his stomach, rubbing over the roundness there, feeling a wild giddiness when the child moved under his palm. Kerry winced, and moved Janus’s hands down and away from his stomach, leading them to his thick erection instead.
“Let me lie to myself,” Kerry whispered. “Just this one more time.”
Janus took Kerry in hand and slid his loose fist up and down Kerry’s hot shaft, softly kissing his mouth, and sucking on that worried lower lip. Kerry shifted so that he was leaning against Janus, letting him hold his weight. He whispered, “Do it, Janus. Hurry. Please, get inside of me. Make me forget again.”
Janus wasn’t a man to ignore pleas like that from any omega, but he could never refuse Kerry. All berries and musk, sweet and perfect—he nuzzled the hot space behind Kerry’s ear before flipping him around and rubbing his cock between the globes of his ass.
Kerry moaned, arching back, presenting himself in as close to lordosis position as he could muster standing up, pregnant, and without anything to keep him steady. Janus desperately looked around, trying to find something steadying for Kerry to grip, and grunted in relief when he saw the fallen log near the edge of the forest. That would do nicely.
He steered Kerry toward it, hands gliding first over the strange indent in Kerry’s chest, then over his swollen stomach, and finally down to grip his hips to propel him forward. Once they reached the log, Kerry didn’t need any instruction or prompting. He fell to his knees, ass up, chest down on the log, and hard cock tight up against his stomach, already dripping. Slick slipped down his thighs, aromatic with his unbearably good scent, and Janus ached all over, like his entire being wanted to thrust into Kerry and own him, possess him, fuck him blind, and then kiss him all over.
Janus didn’t take any time to examine his thoughts and instead dropped down behind Kerry, parting his thighs with his knees, and with a possessive grip on Kerry’s shoulders, he shoved in with a long, slick-wet push. Kerry’s anus released a pulsing flow of slick, and he moaned pitifully, his hips shuddering and flexing as a first, hard anal orgasm gripped him.
Easy. Delicious. Yes.Janus’s thoughts were simple as he moved in and out of the wet, tight heat of Kerry’s body.Fuck him until he comes, and then fuck him until he comes again.
Kerry seemed to have a similar idea because he rode Janus’s cock like he was in heat. His body writhing, humping, twisting, desperation in every single muscle until he came again, his cock emptying on the ground beneath them—a scent so poignant it brought tears to Janus’s eyes. Then Kerry rode Janus’s cock even harder, sweat breaking out over his skin, until he crowed in triumph, his anus squeezing rhythmically with another anal orgasm. Not done yet, Kerry panted and squirmed on Janus’s cock, his chest and cheek resting against the wide log, and his body flushing red up his back.
Janus bent low to kiss his shoulders, the back of his neck, and to whisper in his ear. Little nothings that must have meant a lot given Kerry’s whimpers of pleasure whenever he spoke:wanna make you mine, so perfect, oh, sweet Kerry, I’ve never felt so good.
Kerry came several more times, in various ways, as Janus worked in and out of him. Anal and penile orgasm gripping him again and again as they succumbed to a previously unknown lust, and a sort of blind madness that left them insensible to time or place, and only able to pursue pleasure together. Finally, Janus leaned down, huffing against Kerry’s wet cheek—was he crying?—and roared as he came hard, a ripping sort of pleasure that screamed through him with a near agony of bliss.
Kerry’s muscles worked around Janus, slick still slipping from Kerry’s asshole and wetting Janus’s balls and thighs. The aftershocks of orgasm dragged on, the amount of cum that shot from his tingling balls filled Kerry’s insides and slipped out along with the slick. It was a wet, sloshy mess below when Janus pulled out, leaving Kerry gaping open and, if his trembling haunches were any indication, still coming. Janus leaned in and licked the cum and slick around Kerry’s hole, gratified by the trembling muscle of his anus and the shocked swearing that burst from Kerry’s mouth.
