Page 95 of Bitter Heat

“Oh, give me your knot,” Kerry growled, squirming and gripping Janus’s ass in both hands. “Give it to me. Now.”

Janus howled, tossing his head back, pleasure wracking him. He pushed hard, feeling the head of his cock breach Kerry’s womb. The unbelievable pleasure of the strokes in and out tore him to the quick. Pushing in as far as he could go, he froze and locked in place, ecstasy like a pump inside, rocking him blind and insensible to anything else. Only Kerry’s happy sounds made it past the wall of bliss.

As his heart calmed from its thunderous pace, Janus groaned. Kerry’s sweet pulse thudded on his knot, and the mouth of Kerry’s womb milked him of every spurt of come. Janus nuzzled Kerry’s neck and asked breathlessly, “All right?”

Kerry shivered beneath him, his trembling body still shuddering with pleasure. “Yes.”

Janus kissed his ear, his nose, his chin. “I love you.”

“I know. Stop talking.”

“Why?”

Kerry cried out and shivered again, his hole gripping around Janus’s shaft and his womb shivering around the head of his cock. Janus laughed, and the rush of wild pleasure built and crashed around them again. His condom was full of semen, and he was knotted in tightly.

The heat of Kerry’s body was perfect, and the scent of his pleasure was absolute heaven. “I love you,” Janus said again, pushing some of Kerry’s hair away so that he could get at his earlobe. “I love you.”

Kerry gently slapped his arm. “Iknow.”

“Say it back.”

“I love you, too.”

“And was this…” Janus trailed off, kissing the shell of Kerry’s ear. “Was this all right?”

“You know it was,” Kerry said breathlessly. “Stop talking. It keeps making me come.”

“But you like to come.”

“Janus.”

“Kerry.”

Kerry stared up at him, but he was too astounded for his eyes to truly express a scolding. He whispered, “I love you, too.”

“I know you do.”

They started to laugh together, which set off another explosion of pleasure in them both. Once they’d calmed down, Kerry whispered, “This isn’t anything like I feared. It’s like Fan said. Good.” He kissed Janus’s shoulder and then took hold of his face, gazing up at him seriously. “Beautiful.”

“Will you say the words?”

Kerry swallowed thickly. “Yes.”

“They’re holy words.”

“I said them to him, but he didn’t deserve them.”

Janus worked hard to keep from gritting his teeth at the thought that Wilbet had spoken the holy vow to Kerry. But Kerry was with him now, safe and loved.Érosgápe. No other vow could ever matter. “I’ll deserve them. I promise.”

Kerry nodded. “Yes. You already do.” He nuzzled Janus’s neck and then met his eyes. “Alpha, with wolf-god’s blessing, knot your omega.”

Janus thrust forward slightly, pressing his knot harder into Kerry’s body. The exquisite convulsion of pleasure that gripped Kerry took Janus’s breath away and brought tears to his eyes. When his orgasm had passed, Kerry gasped, “We are alpha and omega, the beginning and the end.”

“We are alpha and omega. The everything,” Janus spoke his part solemnly.

“Yes,” Kerry agreed. “My everything.”

Four years after Tristan’s birth