Page 59 of Omega Untamed
“Oh, I wanted you to stay inside me,” he whispered.
I kissed him to take away any feeling of loss he might have, and he invaded me with his tongue immediately. Our nude bodies slipped against each other, our legs entangling.
Kee’s hand trailed to my hip and over my buttock. “Mmm.” He groaned into the kiss. When he pulled back, he said, “You’re such a catch.”
“I was thinking the same about you.”
He rested his head against my chest, licking intermittently at my throat. For a while, we both dozed. It had been an exuberant first time between us. I wanted more, but I wanted to let him recover a bit first before I made motions to continue.
After a while, I heard Kee speaking through my dazed state.
“I know you think I’m a street boy and get sex all the time, that I’m gutter trash. But this wasn’t normal for me.”
I’d moved slightly onto my back and he lay with his head on my shoulder, our naked bodies still entwined.
I lifted my head a little, my arms tightening around him.
“I don’t think you’re trash. I’ve never thought that.”
“But the way your people treated me. And how disgusted you were with me when you found out I was an addict.”
“I wasn’t disgusted. I was worried. For you, Kee. For your safety. I thought you might run away because of your addiction and put yourself in more danger. The responsibility for an addict merely doubled my workload.”
“I thought about it. Running away, I mean.”
“I know.”
He chuckled into my skin. “I’m not a good boy.”
“You kicked it, though. You stuck with it and didn’t cheat.”
“I still crave it.” He wriggled in my arms.
“But you haven’t done anything about it.”
“But I wanted to.”
“Well, that’s to be expected.”
He wiggled some more, then lifted his head with a snug smile. “You should probably spank me. Then I’ll be distracted and so good for you.”
I frowned at him, not with irritation but a question.
He winked.
“You little imp. You broke into my computer, didn’t you?”
“Who? Me?”
I pushed him over and started to kiss him again.
I got so hot and hard so fast I was spinning. Then Kee turned in my arms and lifted his hips, rear up. His ass was gleaming and tawny and plush. So pretty. Kee was pretty all over and he knew it.
He spread his legs just enough so that when I sat up I saw his cock was rock hard, pointing toward the head of the bed.
His ass faced me and I got on my knees. “With my hand?” I asked.
I’d only ever fantasized about this. I’d never done it.
