Page 35 of Saving His Omega
“You can tell I do.” He placed his hand over Graham’s and pressed down. “I didn’t for days after I whelped. Everything was sore and I was exhausted all the time. I worried I’d changed and wouldn’t enjoy sex anymore.”
“Oh, sweetheart. I’m sure that was a normal concern. Your body needed time to recover the same way mine would if I’d fought with another shifter.”
“Huh. I figured dominants crave sex no matter what.”
Graham couldn’t help puffing with pride at the implied compliment of his virility. “That’s mostly true. But everyone’s body has its limits, and yours is more delicate than mine. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I feel great and…well, I confessed my fear to Wren and he just laughed and told me to give it some time. Did you know that he had to beg Elijah to mount him after whelping? The alpha wasthatworried.”
Graham rolled his eyes. “No, I didn’t and I don’t think I’m supposed to. We’re talking about you, anyway. How do you feel?”
“Wonderful.” He yawned. “Okay, I would love a nap. After you make me climax,” he added quickly.
Graham circled the outline of his mate’s cock with his thumb. “That’s not a problem.” With one quick move, he lowered the waistband of Tripp’s pants and freed his dick.
The mere sight of the hard, slender shaft made his mouth water. He sucked it past his lips without another thought, savoring the sweet taste of his mate’s skin. He slid his tongue around it and sucked.
“Stop!”
Tripp’s plea had Graham releasing the dick and sitting back instantly.
“Did I hurt you?” Gods, he needed to get himself under control.
“Of course not.” The omega sat up and quickly removed his shirt. “I don’t want to come that way. Fuck the cum out of me. Please.”
Graham’s wolf didn’t need any more invitation, but his beta brain urged caution. “Are you sure your hole is healed enough?”
By way of an answer, Tripp closed his eyes and threw back his head. The scent of slick slapped Graham in the face, flaring his nostrils and making his dick kick against its confines. Graham knew when it was time for rational thought to give way to common sense. He and his mate needed each other and delay was pointless.
He jumped to his feet and stripped himself bare. Then he removed the rest of his mate’s clothing. There was still some plumpness from the pregnancy around the boy’s middle and his breasts were slightly rounded with the milk he produced for their pup. The omega had never looked so beautiful to him. He ignored the incessant pressure of his cock in order to simply enjoy the sight before him.
Tripp moved restlessly. “Please. I can’t wait.” Without being told, the omega was bold enough to spread his legs and bend his knees.
There was no more time or reason to withhold what they both so desperately wanted. Graham climbed onto the bed and lodged himself between those welcoming thighs. He took hold of the taut ass and spread the cheeks to expose the hole. It was still the tight, puckered ring of his dreams. Whelping hadn’t changed that. The skin around it was pink and shiny with slick. It spasmed under his gaze, a clear invitation.
Graham grabbed his own dick and lined it up, then he pressed forward, slowly. He watched as Tripp’s hole yielded to the invasion with ease, opening like a flower bud into full bloom. The grasp of the channel around his cockhead made the Gamma moan. Closing his eyes, he savored the journey back inside his mate until he was balls deep. He stopped then, latching onto the back of the omega’s thighs in order to push them farther back and gain an inch more access to the heat embracing his shaft.
On a groan, he opened his eyes to look at his mate. Tripp’s eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly open. His slender chest rose and fell with quick breaths. Graham scrutinized the boy for signs of discomfort. He found none. Instead, the omega rolled his hips and clenched Graham’s dick.
He got the message. Carefully at first, then with greater vigor, Graham began to thrust. His pelvis slapped against Tripp’s ass, the smacking sound setting a rhythm that matched their breathing. It was easy access to his mate’s dick, and he clasped it with one hand and jerked the shaft with the same timing as his thrusts. Every part of him and his mate were in sync. His wolf pranced under his skin and set a duet of excited yips with Tripp’s.
The intensity built at lightning speed. The omega came first, his cum spurting over Graham’s fingers. The boy cried out and arched his back. That movement set Graham off. He came with a blinding power that made him howl. He slammed into his mate’s spasming channel, sending his seed on its way as if fertile ground would meet it. Then the shockingly unexpected happened again. His knot swelled out, trapping him inside Tripp’s ass and slowing his movements.
It didn’t freak him out this time. He just went with it, ecstatic to be physically joined with his mate even though he wasn’t in heat. Regardless of the cause, this was how he bonded fully with Tripp, and even though it wouldn’t last long, he reveled in the chance to show his love and devotion.
As his cock kicked out another orgasm, he collapsed on top of the omega and rolled them both to their sides. He claimed the boy’s mouth, fucking it with his tongue in place of his cock’s ability to do the same. Tripp rewarded him by throwing his arms around his shoulders and hugging him tight. The tickle of cum against Graham’s abdomen told him he wasn’t the only one greedy for more.
When they needed to catch their breath, Graham broke the kiss. “Gods, I love you.”
Tripp giggled into the crook of his neck. “I can feel how much from your knot.”
Graham’s breath caught. “Does it hurt? Was I too rough?”
“Of course not! Being bound to you like this makes me feel wanted as nothing else has ever done. I don’t understand why it happens, but it’s special. Isn’t it? It’s our special thing. We’re meant to be together.”
Graham hugged his mate closer as yet another orgasm ripped through him. “Yes, it is and yes, we are—fated always to be together.”
Epilogue
