Page 3 of Slow Birth
“I can’t believe your pater and father let you play alone out there when there are bears!” Jason said when they’d safely reached the house again.
“I don’t remember seeing any when I was young,” Vale said. He laughed and immediately pulled his coat off as soon as the door was open. He slung it over a chair as was his wont, and Jason scooped it up to hang on the coat rack by the door. “I must have been too loud and scared them off with all my fantasy games.”
Jason gathered Vale close, relief and anxiety threading together. “You’re safe,” he reassured Vale. Though, really, he was reassuring himself.
Vale kissed his neck. “Oh, baby alpha, you’re so sweet.”
“Do that again, and we won’t have dinner for hours,” Jason murmured, sliding his hands down to cup Vale’s ass. “I’ve wanted to get you out of these clothes and see how your body likes the fresh air ever since we arrived.”
“See how my body likes the fresh air?” Vale laughed again. “I’m sure my body is exactly the same as when I arrived.”
“I think I should make sure, don’t you? I’m not sure fresh air and exercise agrees with my couch-loving omega,” Jason said, starting on the buttons of Vale’s shirt. He slid it off Vale’s shoulders, and then tugged Vale’s undershirt off, too. “Mmm, so beautiful.”
He slid his hands over Vale’s skin, rubbing over the tattoos and tweaking his nipples. Vale squirmed but stepped closer instead of drawing away. Jason grinned. “You like that.”
“I love it.”
“Yes.” Jason bent to kiss Vale’s neck, his scent strongest there, and shuddered at the sweet, ripening smell of hisÉrosgápe’sarousal and slick. “I smell you opening for me.”
“Always, darling.”
Jason shuddered and kissed Vale’s throat. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Vale voiced no argument for that. Clearly, he agreed that food could wait. Vale frowned softly, though, and shivered. “We’ll go home tomorrow?” he asked again.
“If you want.” Jason took hold of Vale’s nipples, pinching gently, and then used them to lead Vale down the hallway to the bedroom. The slight pain of the tug was evident in the small grimace that came and went on Vale’s face, but his arousal was also evident in the way his hips bucked forward slightly, and the scent of pre-cum and slick rose all around them.
Vale opened his mouth to speak, but Jason wasn’t in the mood to talk now. He wanted to screw and suck and fuck. He pinched Vale’s nipples rather hard and smiled as Vale tossed his head back on a gasp, stumbling forward. The scent of slick grew thick, and Jason laughed softly as he kicked open the master bedroom door, fingers still tormenting Vale’s red nubs. He led Vale to the giant bed, both of their pants distended by erections, and any thought of conversation slid away.
“Dinner?” Vale whispered, but his trembling body and reaching hands gave away that he had no desire to stop what they were doing to prepare a meal together right now.
“Fuck dinner,” Jason muttered darkly. “I’m going to eat you instead.”
“Oh, darling, you say the sweetest things.”
CHAPTER TWO
Vale had longbeen a fan of fucking and had little shame about that. He’d told Jason when they met that he was highly motivated by sex, and it hadn’t been a lie. But when it came to sex with Jason, Vale wasn’t just a fan. He was an addict. He truly could not get enough and would give up food, fun, friends, and anything resembling work to stay home, get naked, and spend his hours coming for Jason.
“Twice already?” Jason asked, laughing as he fucked into Vale’s ass, shouldering Vale’s thighs and bending him nearly in half. “You’re so easy, baby.”
“You’re so good.” Vale gasped and shuddered as Jason’s thrust filled him up and pressed perfectly against his omega glands and prostate. He’d already ejaculated twice, and he felt so close to an anal orgasm that he was already bracing for it. A few more thrusts and he was there, aching and twitching as he convulsed on Jason’s dick.
“Oh, fuck, baby, that’s gorgeous. Look at you come,” Jason murmured, not slowing his hips at all, pounding into Vale like he wasn’t already in ecstasy and needed something more to push him over. “Don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop coming for me.”
Vale couldn’t if he’d tried. He was at the mercy of his body now, and the ecstatic talons of keen pleasure had him. The convulsions went on and on, and as soon as they stopped, another thrust set them off again. Jason stared down at him with wide, adoring eyes. Vale never felt more beautiful than when he was coming apart on Jason’s cock, covered in sweat, cum, and slick.
Time dissolved and resolved around punctuations of intense bliss. When Vale finally thought he’d lose his mind from pleasure and begged to Jason to fill him with cum, Jason slammed in deep, held tight, and cried out his climax.
“Oh, darling, fill me up,” Vale whimpered. “Give me your babies.” It was raunchy omega bed talk. Arousing, yes, but also tender and full of longing because it was a plea he could never fulfill. Vale had internal scars, and a baby could never grow in him—not without risking his life.
Jason shook and cursed, kissing Vale’s neck and shoulder as the orgasm dragged out. Young and full of spunk, he could shoot quite a huge load, and soon the excess spilled out of Vale and slid down his ass crack, adding to the wetness of the bed.
Exhausted and still annoyingly aroused, Vale vaguely hoped there were plenty of clean sheets and blankets, because it looked like it was going to be a cold night, and they’d already messed up this set. Though here in Jason’s arms, he was plenty warm. He groaned as Jason pulled out of him and pressed kisses all over his chest, down his sternum, and then his ticklish belly. He huffed a chuckle.
“Let me clean you, and then I’ll make dinner.”
Vale had no idea how Jason had the energy for that after he’d walked all over the property with Vale, fucked him for an hour, and shot into Vale hard enough to fill him to the brim. But Vale wasn’t going to protest, though he didn’t feel particularly hungry. “I’m tired, darling,” he whispered as Jason wiped him down with a warm washcloth and tended to his slick ass.
