I made the decision for him by leaning forward until my nose brushed his pubic hair. With my free hand, I cupped his sac. I had him by the balls, and he wasn’t gonna get away before I finished him.
It didn’t take much longer, either. The moment I took him into my throat again, he shuddered and came.
I was almost a little disappointed that it happened like this. I had no taste buds in the back of my throat. But the satisfaction I derived from getting him off won over any sense of disappointment I felt.
“You’re too much for me,” he breathed, nearly slumping over.
With a smile, I rose to my feet again. “I hope not,” I said, leaning in for a short kiss. “I’m not done yet.”
He laughed. “Give me five.”
“You can have ten, even.”
“Oh, you’re generous.”
“Ten, but no more than that.” I kissed him again, and this time, he wrapped his arms around my neck and held on until he dominated the kiss, making my head spin.
“I don’t think I need ten.”
“Mhm… good. We should relocate though,” I said, stepping away from the door. Grabbing his hand, I led him up the stairs as if this wasmyhouse. Not very omega of me, I know, but I didn’t want him thinking even for a minute about what room we were going to. Before he could utter a word of protest, I dragged him to the guest room. This was the bed where our unborn baby had been conceived. It was good enough.
And most importantly, it wasn’t going to make him think of anyone other than me.
22
Kade
It shouldn'tsurprise anyone that we spent the rest of the night and almost all of the next morning in bed with each other. It was a Saturday and Shane told me his kids weren't going to be back before lunch, so I really couldn't think of any reason to leave the bed prematurely. Even when we weren't fucking, lying in Shane's arms wasperfect.Nowhere else on earth was as relaxing.
Of course, I hadn't figured thepetsinto my equation. If you ask me, there's a reason the word 'pets' comes so close to 'pests.' At seven in the morning, the dog stood before our door andwhineduntil we invited him into the bed with us.
The cat was worse.
Since it had worked so well to shut Max up, I tried inviting Sauron into the bed as well—what's one more, right?—but he wasn't having any of it. The only position he even considered was with his butt on my face.
“I think he's hungry,” Shane said, barely suppressing his laughter. “Usually they get fed around this time.”
“I want to be fed too.” I pushed Sauron's ass off my face and got glared at in response.
“I fear that requires some amount of getting out of bed.”
“I'm notthathungry.”
“All right then.” Shane sat up. “How about I make us something?”
“Oooh, can I have breakfast in bed?”
Shane kissed my forehead. “Sure.”
“Wait, really?” I felt my eyes go wide as Shane got up.
“Yeah, why not? You don't have to look so surprised.”
Okay, maybe this was no big deal to him, but... “It's a first for me.” In the only relationship I'd ever had,Iwas the one making breakfast. And all other meals, of course. Rationally I knew that was a bit messed up, but I guess some part of me was still surprised not all alphas were like my husband back in Goldstone.
Shane looked at me with both eyebrows raised.
“What are you thinking?” I asked when the silence became too much for me.