Page 94 of Bitter Heat
“Yes, we do,” Janus said. “And your pater is going to have to watch this little one for a few days at least.”
“I can help, too,” Fan said. “Have Zeke bring him up to me when he needs a break.” Then he ushered the little family to the door. “Have fun, you two. I always loved heats so much when I was your age. All that potential. So much fun.”
Kerry didn’t bother telling Fan that they’d agreed in advance to use alpha condoms for the foreseeable future. Kerry wasn’t ready to undergo pregnancy or birth again, and Janus was in no rush either.
He hugged Fan as he left, accepting his best wishes, and then took Tristan on his hip, and Janus’s hand to walk home together.
Already a family.
“Do you thinkthey’ll hear us?” Kerry asked, tossing a glance back toward the dining room where the cluster of two betas, oneÉrosgápecouple, and a solitary, elderly omega were still eating their supper.
“Don’t worry about that,” Janus said, his heart aching at Kerry’s vulnerable tone.
Over the few days, they’d spread the word in the house that Kerry’s heat was coming, and two alpha boarders had chosen to leave before their vacation was up, not wanting to submit themselves to the frustration of scenting what they couldn’t have. But those who remained below were only supposed to stay one or two more nights, and had decided to brave the commotion that the heat would no doubt cause.
TheÉrosgápecouple seemed excited about it, no doubt planning to let the heat scents arouse them to their own heights of passion. The betas, for the most part, were immune to the scents, but would definitely not be deaf to the sounds. Janus pitied them the most. Their sleep would undoubtedly be disturbed. Zeke had offered to give them their final nights at half-price to make up for it.
“At the prison, they watched,” Kerry said as the bedroom door shut behind them both. He rubbed at his arms and shuddered, the heat coming on faster and faster as the minutes passed. Soon he’d be delirious, and Janus would have to act.
He needed to help Kerry calm down before it came to that.
“No one is going to watch us here. You’re safe.”
Kerry squeezed himself tightly, and Janus stood across from him with his arms open wide. Kerry stared at him and then dared a small smile. “I’m safe withyou,” he countered. “Always safe with you.”
As Kerry moved into his arms, Janus whispered, “I can still tell them to go. Pack their bags. Get out of here. They’d leave.”
“I know,” Kerry whispered back, a huff of laughter following his words. “I can imagine how you’d be. They’d run out without getting their things.”
Janus nodded. “If you need that…”
Kerry shook his head. “I’m all right. Just hold me. I’ll forget about them soon enough.”
Janus held Kerry tighter. “We don’t need the money if that’s what’s stopping you from letting me turn them out.”
“I know. It’s that I want to prove to myself that I can do this. I’m safe here in our home. With you.” Kerry trembled in his arms. “It’s coming now. I can feel it.”
“Don’t be frightened, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”
Janus helped divest Kerry of his clothes. He wouldn’t need them for a few days. His stomach held stretch marks from the rapid growth of Tristan within, and Janus loved those smooth, silvery lines. He ran his fingers over them and left kisses as he knelt to tug Kerry’s shoes and pants off, tossing them over his shoulder. The shoes landed with clunks, and Kerry laughed.
Janus grinned up at him, pleased that his sweet omega could find humor now.
“Now you,” Kerry said, helping with Janus’s clothes, but hindering more than anything. He was shaking so hard now that Janus knew he was resisting the heat. It was pointless, though. The heat would come.
Janus guided Kerry to their big bed across from the fireplace and helped him onto the mattress. He slipped in next to him, pulled his body close and whispered. “Just let yourself go, sweetheart. I have you. You’re safe with me.”
Kerry nodded and then turned to Janus, his eyes wide. “It’s coming. It’s here. Oh!” He clutched Janus’s shoulders, sweat breaking over his skin and his pheromones rising strong and hard. The scent of slick filled the air, and Janus held back every instinct telling him to flip Kerry onto his stomach, watch him lift into an instinctive lordosis position, and plow into him hard.
Instead, he quickly put on an alpha condom, slipped between Kerry’s thighs, spread him open, and slid inside, murmuring love and comfort the whole time. Kerry shook around him, coming immediately. His cock—which had been hard off and on for days as the heat ramped up—erupted with fluid, and his sun-kissed skin flushed all over. The bond between them grabbed hold and tears sprang to Janus’s eyes. When had he ever felt closeness, such protective adoration? He kissed Kerry’s throat, pushed back his long hair, and nuzzled behind his ear, scenting and tasting, loving him.
“I’ve got you,” he whispered again, increasing the tempo of his thrusts and shaking all over as Kerry came apart on his cock, slick and omega come and words spilling out of him wildly.
“Harder, please—I need—help me, Janus—oh, help me! It’s so good. It’s so good. Please, please.”
Janus wasn’t ever able to deny hisÉrosgápeanything, least of all pleasure. But in the midst of this heat he gave everything he could. Kerry moaned and convulsed, trembled and came, and never fought his pleasure for an instant. Janus crooned his praise, his soul melting and reforming, his heart breaking and healing, his pleasure cresting and then growing to crest yet again.
Beautiful. Perfect.
