Page 27 of Reindeer Flames
I was too astounded by his confidence to fight when he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed. Santa's sleigh bed was another exceptionally long king. My head didn't touch the pillows, and my feet landed inches from the footboard. Silver found towels in the bathroom and spread one under my ass before lying on top of me and kissing me until my insecurities faded, replaced by the singular need to feel him move inside me.
Silver kissed and nipped my neck, my nipples, and my abdomen before pulling my cock into his mouth. I wanted to protest, since I wasn't going to last, but then his slicked fingers pressed against my entrance, and I couldn't think beyond experiencing the sensation. No one had touched me there, not even me. It felt better than I had imagined, especially after hearing Bopp's crass jokes about betas.
Silver worked me open while distracting me with his mouth on my cock. Just when I thought I would burst, he added another finger, stretching me even wider. It burned at first, but then Silver added more slick, and the magical stuff turned the burn into a gentle tingle of anticipation.
"Need you." My voice was too hoarse from want to recognize.
Silver moved off my dick with a pop. His lips shone with spit and his eyes glowed in the low light. When he smiled, his teeth looked sharper, like they did when he partially shifted. Instead of fear, an overwhelming need for him to fuck me, to consume my every doubt of who I was, left me trembling beneath his touch.
"Hey," he whispered. "Are you sure?"
I nodded so there was no mistake.
He added more slick around my entrance before pushing inside me with three fingers again. When he curled his fingers against my prostate, I threw my arm over my eyes and moaned. I was exposed as an alpha fraud, but everything Silver did between my legs felt too good to turn back.
His cock nudged my entrance, and I reached for him. He was magnificent, with all-powerful arms, thick shoulders, and hard pecs above his soft, hairless abdomen. His legs were just as muscular as his arms. As he pressed against me, I explored his soft middle, rubbing my thumbs around his navel tattoo and smoothing my hands down his sides.
When his cock sank past the tight muscle, I wrapped my legs around his hips, needing more. He fell forward, and I pulled him down, loving the glide of my leaking cock against his abs as he spread out above me, resting the bulk of his weight on his elbows and knees.
"Need to feel you move," I whispered.
"I'm not all the way in yet." His laugh was strained, like he couldn't contain the dragon who wanted to fuck me senseless.
"I can take it." I rolled my hips up to meet him, and his cock sank another inch inside.
"I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't." His slick eased the way, even when we weren't moving.
He brought his knees up under my back, and his cock slid all the way in. It stretched me even further than his fingers. Instead of burning, it felt wonderful. This was where his big omega cock belonged.
"Mate," I whispered. "Mine."
"Yours." Silver cradled the back of my head and kissed me, long, deep, and possessive, the same way his cock claimed my ass. He moved in time with his tongue, fucking me on both ends. When it became too hard to breathe, he dropped his head tomy shoulder and fucked me harder, his flared head finding my prostate on each stroke, faster until I couldn't tell when pleasure ended or began.
All my stereotypical views of alphas and omegas shattered into a million pieces when I came from the pounding against my prostate and the rub of my cock on his abs. Stars burst in my vision, exploding the last of my guilt. Silver was my omega, and he wanted this as much as I did. He froze above me as his cock pulsed deep inside, sending more waves of pleasure rippling through me. This was what fate intended when she'd paired us together. Refusing this part of me wouldn't be fair to either of us.
"Please say you'll fuck me like this forever," I whispered.
"Only like this?" He chuckled in my ear.
"No." I loved fucking Silver, too, and I wanted to watch him ride my knot. "All of it," I amended. "I want everything with you."
He bit down on my earlobe and then kissed along my jaw before sweeping his tongue into my mouth again. I sucked on it as though it could provide real sustenance. Maybe it did, because my heart felt fuller than ever before.
CHAPTER 13
SILVER
I wrappedmy fingers around Hart's knot, squeezing it as tightly as I dared. "Does it hurt?"
He laughed. "Not at all. That feels wonderful."
"Good." I loved feeling his knot, even when it wasn't deep in my channel or crowding my mouth. I rubbed the bulge, loving the way Hart's body responded with involuntary shivers. "Can you come again, from just this?"
He laughed. "I don't think so, but I'm always willing to try."
Laughter bubbled from my throat. I never thought it would be like this, lying with my alpha, joking and experimenting while my cock was still buried in his ass. I didn't have a knot, though. Soon, my cock slid free of his tight channel, and he whimpered until I filled his mouth with my tongue again.
