Page 85 of Alpha Heat

“Oh, fuck yes,” Xan moaned, his eyes rolling up in his head.“Fuck. Yes.”

Urho held him in place with a grip on his throat, too light to choke, but hard enough to remind Xan of who was in control, who it was cherishing him tonight. Then he fucked into him with strong, long strokes, aiming to hit Xan’s prostate.

He shuddered with pleasure as he worked, noting the differences—the absence of spongey, swollen omega glands and the constant spill of slick over his cock to smooth the way. But being in Xan, watching him fall apart with pleasure, watching him give in to his body and open for Urho’s thickness was intensely satisfying in a way being with every omega since Riki had never been.

Xan’s body convulsed with each slam home. His cock dribbled pre-come that smelled like slick, and when Urho swept some of it up into his fingers to add to the oiled place their bodies met, it acted like slick too.

“My little omega,” Urho muttered, shoving hard into Xan, rattling his teeth with the force of his thrust. “Gonna flood you with my seed and make you mine.”

“Yours,” Xan agreed, eyes dilated like he’d been drugged. Sweat slipped down the side of his flushed faced.

“Promise,” Urho growled.

“Already promised.”

Urho shuddered, his thrusts losing pace for a moment as his heart clenched. Yes, Xan had already promised his hole, but this was beyond that.Thiswas intimacy and rough pleasure all rolled into one. He leaned down and kissed Xan hard, their teeth clacking before their lips moved together in a sensual give and take that echoed the thrust of Urho’s dick into Xan’s spasming body.

“Come for me.” Urho squeezed Xan’s throat firmly. “Shoot your hot load all over yourself while I fuck your sweet omega hole.”

Xan seemed to have only been waiting for permission, because he hunched up, thighs flexing and asshole tightening almost painfully on Urho’s cock.

Urho covered Xan’s mouth as he screamed his pleasure and his cock erupted with come. Spurts of it went everywhere—the sheets, Xan’s mess of dark curls, the headboard, and even some on the floor well beyond the bed itself.

Xan’s head slammed against the mattress as he convulsed. His pink nipples were tight and begged for attention as his straining cock tensed and released again and again, the scent of spunk rising around them like steam.

“That’s my good boy,” Urho praised him. “Give it all up for me. Such a perfect omega.”

“Please,” Xan whimpered, shaking violently in the aftermath of his pleasure. “Give me more.Takemore. Remake me, please.”

Urho collapsed onto Xan’s hot, sweaty body, releasing his ankle and wrapping his arms around him tightly. Xan’s still-hard cock rammed against Urho’s stomach again and again, and the muscles of his back and thighs twitched and quivered as Urho fucked him with intense, deep strokes.

“Yes, yes,” Xan chanted. “Please, Urho. Call me your omega again.”

“My omega,” Urho muttered, the words slipping from his mouth easily. His heart echoed the sentiment irrationally and devotedly. “Mine.”

“Yes, oh fuck yes.” Xan’s ass gripped and fluttered around Urho’s cock. “I love that. I love it so much.”

Urho shuddered, a hard sort of place inside him crumbling. He bent low to kiss Xan’s neck, lick the come off his cheek, and then suckle his pointed nipples until Xan was frantic and moaning.

Xan’s heels hammered the rhythm of their rut against Urho’s plunging ass, and he crooned with pleasure. Urho buried his face, tension ramping up unbearably before shattering in pulsing, ecstatic release—a blinding, convulsing, consuming orgasm like a seizure grabbing him.

Ropes of alpha semen shot deep into Xan’s body, so much that it gushed from his hole, lubricating the final aching perfection of their connection.

“Yes,” Xan groaned, gripping him tightly.

Urho heaved and shuddered on top of his much-smaller body, sweaty and helpless in pleasure.

As the peak fell away and they were left in a tangle of wet, sweaty, come-covered limbs, they kissed, soft and intimate, for long, panting minutes.

Finally, Xan whispered, “I liked it. In case you were wondering. I liked being cherished.”

Urho’s heart ached, but with joy. “Then we’ll do it that way every time. We’ll do it like that until you get tired of it.”

Xan clung to Urho, made like he fit him perfectly. “I don’t think I will. I think when you leave again, I’m going to miss this—you—more than I’ve ever missed anything in my life.”

“Then maybe I shouldn’t leave.”

The words fell between them like something solid into a heap of jelly. The mess was the awkward silence that followed. Urho pulled his cock from Xan’s body and slid a hand down to press two fingers into Xan’s twitching hole.