Page 160 of Omega's Heart
Felix kissed him, his hands almost hot as they glided down Kaden’s back. “You’re sexy,” Felix whispered between kisses.
“So are you.” Kaden knelt between Felix’s legs, reaching down to slip his hand beneath the warm silk and trace the lines of his mate’s thigh. “You’re happy?” Lysoon, he was beautiful.
“You know I am.” Felix cupped his hands around the back of Kaden’s head and kissed him with his usual delighted eagerness.
Kaden pressed him back against the pillows, brushing the red silk aside so he could see his mate, a silent prayer winging moonward in gratitude for this gorgeous creature. He knew it was too soon for any outward signs, but he still couldn’t resist pressing his hand over the still-flat planes of Felix’s stomach, wondering when he’d be able to feel the difference in his mate’s body. “Can you tell?”
Felix covered his hand with one of his own. “That there’s a pup in there? Not really. Soon, I hope.” He smiled down at their hands and then deliberately moved Kaden’s to cover his cock. “It’s so sexy to know that I’m carrying a pup, and you put it there.” He blushed and looked down. “Silly, huh? But I like how it feels.”
Kaden stroked his mate, an incredible rush of possessiveness rolling over him. Felix groaned and arched into the touch, so gloriously open. “Me, too,” Kaden said, his voice gone hoarse. His mate’s words made his heart race and his cock grew even harder. Felix’s reactions made him want to just dive in and wallow in the scent and the feel of the other shifter. He plucked at the beaded hem of the mating tunic with his ruined hand. “Let me get this off you before I wreck it.”
“Please,” Felix whispered, then caught his breath as Kaden leaned down to grip the cloth between his teeth and slowly drag it off Felix’s shoulder. “Oh.”
“Mmm,” was all Kaden could think of to say in reply. He licked the point of Felix’s shoulder, nuzzling his way up his mate’s neck until he could nip at the underside of his jaw, urging him to lift his head and give Kaden the freedom of his throat. Felix let his head fall back, eyes closed and throat bared in the ultimate display of trust, letting Kaden do as he willed.
Kaden pushed the tunic the rest of the way off Felix’s body. His mate lifted his hips to allow Kaden to pull the silky material out from underneath him, then lay back again on the bed, his eyes glinting golden in the bedroom light. Kaden threw the tunic across the room without a thought for the beadery, then ran his hands up the inside of Felix’s calves, following the curves and hollows until he could press gently on his mate’s knees, making space for him to settle down in the cradle of Felix’s hips.
They kissed again for a while, taking their time and enjoying each other. Felix sighed and wrapped his arms around Kaden, pulling them tightly against together. “We’ve only got until ten,” he whispered, laughter gurgling in his words. “Then I have to go pick Hunter up.”
“A taste of parenthood,” Kaden replied and bit Felix gently on the side of the neck. “I’m glad you told me now. If you’d waited until we were in the middle of it, I might have imploded.”
Felix hooked a leg around Kaden’s hip. “Can’t have that now. What about my reputation as an omega?”
“Mmm,” Kaden replied, words escaping him as Felix dragged the sole of his foot over the back of Kaden’s thigh. His hips jerked and he wanted nothing more than to be buried deep inside his mate and to hear the sounds Felix made when he came.
It seemed Felix had the same idea. He ran his hand down Kaden’s side, tracing the scars left there, avoiding the ticklish, over-sensitive one with that bone-deep empathy that Kaden so appreciated, then pushed at Kaden’s hip until he was forced to lift himself up. Felix stroked Kaden’s length with his fingertips, then gently but firmly directed him down until Kaden could push inside.
Kaden swallowed Felix’s contented moan, feeling it shiver over his skin and through his heart, leaving behind a sense of completeness he’d never before felt until he found his Felix. His entire being seemed to narrow down to that point of contact between them and Felix became the center of his world. Slowly, because he didn’t want to rush this, he began to move his hips, out then in, watching every shift and flicker of expression on his mate’s face. The memory of that…what had Felix called it? The Omega’s Joy?… still haunted him. He saw it as a challenge, his right and responsibility as Felix’s alpha, to make that happen again.
He had a brief, hilarious picture of him cornering Bax or Holland or even Cas’s omega Raleigh and asking them what he needed to do to make sure Felix could experience that peak each time they made love. Felix would die of embarrassment, though, so Kaden set the idea aside. He supposed determined exploration of this new territory and a willingness to try anything and everything would have to do.
The sacrifice of it all.
“What are you laughing about?” Felix asked, then closed his eyes and gasped as Kaden thrust into him a little more urgently than he’d planned.
“You make me happy,” Kaden told him.
“That’s not what it was,” Felix said. “But that’s okay. You make me happy too.” He tightened his arms around Kaden’s ribs, digging his fingers into the muscle of Kaden’s back. “Will you be back for next Full Moon?”
“I don’t know. I can try?” It was getting more difficult to hold himself back. He knew Felix was his but the primal alpha’s urge to lay claim to his mate howled in the back of his mind, drowning out anything but the need to make Felix his again and again and again. Control yourself, alpha.
“I was reading the old journals.” This time, Felix met the force of Kaden’s hips with a thrust of his own, letting out a cry of pleasure at the impact of flesh on flesh. “Ah.” He kissed Kaden again and buried his face in Kaden’s hair, his breath coming ragged.
“Is this the time to discuss books?” Kaden asked, half-laughing, half-frustrated. He wanted Felix to moan and squirm beneath him, not discuss literature. “I’m obviously doing something wrong if you can think about books right now.”
Which made Felix laugh and for a few minutes they fell into each other. Kaden got his squirming and moaning, and the satisfaction of knowing that he could drive Felix right up to the brink and keep him there, and Felix would let him himself be teased that way because it made Kaden happy.
But eventually, Kaden grew tired of that game. He stroked Felix’s face, chest, sides, his thighs, then settled Felix’s legs more securely around his waist. He took his mate’s mouth again, fiercely this time, claiming him as firmly as Felix had long ago claimed Kaden as his. Felix groaned beneath him, the movements of his body becoming more frantic with each roll of Kaden’s hips, each plunge deep inside his mate’s body, until Felix cried out, clawing desperately at Kaden’s hips and shoulders as he spasmed around Kaden’s cock.
Kaden shut his eyes tight, determined not to follow his mate into that boneless state of pleasure. He had a goal still to meet.
His mate’s chest pumped furiously beneath him, eyes closed, arms slack around Kaden’s shoulders. Kaden nuzzled around Felix’s neck and down to his nipples, thinking about the night he spoken to Holland while Holland nursed the pup, imagining their own pup at Felix’s breast. He dragged his tongue over one nipple, grabbed it gently between his teeth, then let go to watch Felix’s face as he restarted that slow rolling grind against Felix’s body.
Felix let out a soft, contented hum and gently stroked Kaden’s back. “You don’t always need to look after me first.”
“I like to. I’m your alpha.”
“You alphas are silly.”
