He gave a heavy sigh. “I know.”
When I glanced up at that response, I saw his grin.
My cock gushed again at the thought of being inside him. We were both very wet and very ready. Not all Omegas were easily slickened like this. Some needed extra lube, but with Kee lube would have been redundant. That step could be skipped.
“Do it now,” Kee hissed.
I looked down at him, so amazing, so wanton. And all for me. I tried not to think that he was trained for this, that maybe it was just his libido and not me. Any Alpha would do in a pinch. But he seemed to want me. And I told myself it was okay, that I was that Alpha. That I could be the one he could call Daddy if that was what he wanted. Certainly, I wanted it. More than he could know.
“Put that big Daddy cock inside me. I need it. Please.”
I grabbed myself and lined up, the tip rubbing at his hole. So good. So slippery. Slippery was good because the friction would be a little less and I would last longer.
I flexed my hips and pushed in. Immediately, Kee’s body, though tight, opened to me, and his muscles throbbed against my tip. I pushed a little harder and it popped in. Then his entire channel seemed to suck on me, tugging as I pushed a little more. His body just sucked me in to fire and silken pleasure before I knew what was what.
I found myself speaking before I knew what I was saying. “You’re such a good good boy. So good!”
“Thrust,” he cried out. “Please!”
“So good. You’ve been so good. You’ve earned it,” I said.
I pulled out to the tip, then pushed back in. Slow at first, then steadily gaining my pace as I did it a few more times. Kee held himself open and his moans encouraged me.
We were matched for pace as he rocked his body toward mine over and over. We were truly fucking now. There was no going back. It was real and solid and better than anyone I’d ever had.
My cock pistoned in and out of him, alive and so sensitive the chills of pleasure coursed throughout my chest and limbs and brain. I was blurred with desire, but I could still see him before me, laid out all burnished golden skin, his lovely cock pressed hard and tight to his lower stomach. I had been holding onto his hips after I entered him, but now I moved one hand to curl around his erection.
He squirmed at the contact and his internal muscles tightened making me groan aloud. I felt the burning at the base of my cock, and the tension there, as it prepared to form a knot.
I didn’t normally knot Omegas unless I was really horny, or really liked them. Not even in my Burns. But this was automatic. I had no control. The knot was forming, wanting to come along for the ride as my whole body responded to Kee.
I would not be able to hold back in a minute. Maybe less.
Kee’s head was all the way back, and he moaned again and again. He called my name and suddenly his cock was jolting and jerking in my hand, spraying come into the air and all over his chest.
His anal muscles tightened again, milking me harder and I thrust all the way in and burst inside him with a yell. His entrance clamped down and the muscles went to work on me as my knot began at the base of my cock. The muscles moved against the knot, firm, trapping my cock, and then we were stuck together.
“Oh, yes!” Kee nearly screamed. “Give me that Daddy knot now!”
I tried to thrust deeper but I was all the way in. I leaned over him, my hands now on either side of his chest, and nearly collapsed onto him. He wrapped his legs about my hips and held me in place as I huffed heavily against his neck.
“Oh,” he breathed. “That’s so wonderful! Oh, thank you, thank you!”
As my knot expanded and started to move, I felt more liquid spurt from the head of my cock inside him in an orgasmic whoosh. I moaned into him, and he hugged me closer.
“Yes, that’s it.”
His muscles pressed and released over and over. “I’m coming inside, too,” he whispered breathlessly.
We lay together in ecstasy, linked, pleasure coursing through us both.
His hands stroked my hair, then my back, just as I’d imagined he might. Just as I’d hoped.
Every time my knot moved, another wave of orgasm hit, and Kee moaned along with me. For about fifteen minutes I held this beautiful man beneath me, loving it, feeling every twinge and muscle spasm in him as if it were my own. I never wanted to let him go.
Even when my knot finally released with one last stupendous orgasmic release, we remained connected. Embraced.
Finally, worrying my weight might be making it hard for him to breathe, I rolled us onto our sides and my cock slipped out, still half-hard.