Page 22 of Impaled by His Omega Prince (Reluctant Fae Princes #2)
Askara
As the Mother Goddess turned her face away, he couldn’t contain his lust any further and nearly dragged Lumic back to bed.
He rescinded his wings into his soul before he hit the bed, sprawling out for Askara, the blanket falling away to reveal his delicious bareness. Askara would worship him, he promised. He did.
Askara started from Lumic’s toes, kissing the tops of his feet then strong ankles. Mighty calves flexed beneath his fingers, earning an affectionate squeeze, the muscles nearly melting under his touch as Lumic sank into his bed. Far from the straw Askara was accustomed to, it was poultry down of some variety, swallowing him moment by moment. But it wouldn’t have its chance before Askara got to do his swallowing first.
He kissed along Lumic’s legs, taking in the sparse scarlet hair, the pink of his rosy knees, lightly freckled, as if he spent time in the sun. Askara vowed to kiss every freckle a dozen times, at least, but would leave the rest of the kisses to be claimed at a later date, for up Lumic’s tender thighs lay his plump cock rising to attention over his small, smooth sac.
Despite not having balls like an alpha or beta would, he still possessed some of the glands there and touching them made Lumic gasp and twist in the covers, fisting his quilt. Askara liked watching Lumic struggle with his pleasure on his favorite blanket.
He descended upon Lumic’s groin, mouth open, swallowing his cock with a noise of hunger, relishing the flesh finalizing its hardness with a slow pulse over his tongue. The scent of slick, sweet and buzzing in his sinuses, made Askara’s skin prickle and cock stiffen, leaking against the sheets with such hard desperation that a feather’s touch would have brought him off.
Lumic’s cock, firm and smooth, slid over Askara’s tongue, slackening as the hot head of it rolled around, spreading more omega tangy sweetness. Askara couldn’t contain the moan that erupted from his throat between one bob of his head and the next.
“That’s right. Suck my cock, alpha. Does it feel good? Bowing down before an omega, to be beneath me?” Lumic groaned and rolled his hips.
“It feels amazing. You are so strong and smart.” Askara dove down once more, tongue lapping feverishly as he sought to keep Lumic’s cock buried in his mouth.
In return, Lumic released the sheets and snatched each of Askara’s horns, one in each hand and forced him down, setting a new pace of his own design.
“I’ve missed that mouth and it’s even better outside my begging nights.” Lumic snarled and thrusted his hips once, twice, and on his third hard buck, his cock head pulsed and glorious nectar bathed Askara’s tongue, driving him to greedily swallow.
Lumic groaned through his release and flopped back, panting for all of a single breath before Askara had his hands sliding up and under his thighs, pushing to tent his knees and expose his perfect ass, slick hole, and more of his sweet pleasure.
Askara was not completely na?ve to what an omega found pleasurable. Fiskin, too. Cilan regaled him with tales of his fetid exploits. Sometimes they’d seemed depraved, and one act in particular had made Askara blanch. The idea of putting his mouth on Lumic’s ass lost all taboo as he dove in and lapped the tender pinkness of Lumic’s ring. With his nose buried just beneath Lumic’s sac, Askara’s lips broke into gentle kisses, morphing into flicks of his tongue, relishing Lumic’s shocked breaths of surprise and pleasure.
If Askara was unsure he was doing it right, Lumic’s stiff cock and guttural moans told him all he needed to know.
“Askara!” His choked, breathless noise clenched to a shrill whimper. Every muscle in his belly and thighs tightened, twitching in place as Askara pushed his nose and lips between Lumic’s cheeks and thrust his tongue forward, spearing his mate in one swipe. Askara held his satisfaction when Lumic almost shot off the bed.
He tasted like honey, the sweetest he’d ever had. It would not be the last time he had Lumic this way. He vowed it.
The times they’d been together, Lumic had always controlled the pace and the direction. Askara would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it, but watching his mate come completely undone, whimpering and melting under his worship, made a fiery pride bloom in his chest.
Lumic grunted, his core muscles tightening so much so that it made his thigh muscles shudder. His heated breaths stifled, petering out into a grunt that broke into a wail of pleasure. Askara’s heart pulsed with pure driven desire and pride as Lumic’s release shot up his chest.
“My mate. Come. I have missed your cock dearly .”
“Are you sure it is fine?” Askara’s thundering heart drove wild blood, thalms, and pure vitalis through his body, his cock rising high and leaking.
The robe he’d worn earlier lay on the floor in an instant, forgotten as he moved over Lumic’s splayed form, riddled with spend and sweat. Their bath the night before was a waste, but the thought of another wasn’t unwelcome.
“I am more than certain. I wouldn’t desire so much for you if it weren’t.” Lumic spread his thighs, lifted his arms, and pulled Askara in so gracefully.
It was like water, the flow of vitalis through a blessed font, liquid in nature as he rolled his hips and guided his cock to Lumic’s heated center. Licked, pliant, and coaxed open, his mate nearly sucked Askara in, the motion so graceful and seamless. There was where Askara found home, sheathed in his velvety depths.
It hit Askara, as the air punched free of his lungs, that maybe others did not need to hear his pleasure, the sounds suddenly far more shameful than they’d been in his isolated wing of the keep. Mid-cry, he stifled himself, leaning down to bury his mouth against Lumic’s neck.
The omega wasn’t having any of it, though. Between his own groans of pleasure, he grabbed for Askara’s hair, pulled his head back, and hissed between his teeth, insides clenching. “Let me hear you. I love it.”
Askara choked on his next whimper and let loose a slightly restrained noise that regained volume the moment his mate commanded.
“Good, now hold back. I know you can last awhile if I let you.” Lumic’s snarl made Askara’s entire core shiver. He liked the demanding tones and sharp grunts of pleasure. Making love with Lumic felt right, as if he were accomplishing a feat. Lumic was a prize to be earned and his release a task that would bring Askara much satisfaction.
Lumic adjusted his hips, locked his ankles behind Askara’s back, and threw his head back to let his spiraled horns dig into the pillow. Taut fingers scrambled for purchase and locked onto one of Askara’s horns, urging him to fuck.
Blinding pleasure had Askara acting on instinct, curbed only by Lumic’s noises of demand and keening cries. Thrust after thrust had his balls tingling, knot slowly plumping. It was all he could do not to slam home and lock in. Lumic said it was okay… of course, Askara would still ask the healer later, but he trusted his mate.
Mate…
Lumic growled in pleasure, jerked Askara’s horn, and rolled his hips in a slow undulation that ended with trembling release. “Fffffuck!”
“C-can I?” Askara thrusted his hips, his thighs on fire, back aching. His mind blanked with white-hot pleasure until Lumic’s command tickled the part of his mind that the magic of his runes controlled. Askara’s eyes flew open, locking onto Lumic’s mischievous green irises.
“Knot me, alpha.”
That was all it took. Askara’s knot filled, his cum boiling up behind it. Askara filled Lumic so perfectly and released, his ears ringing as blood rushed. Pleasure exploded, cum shot, and Askara’s entire body rode through what had to have been the best orgasm of his life.
Lumic must have thought so to some degree as well, because his body shuddered and jerked a few more times, final release blessing him with a third volley of slick spurts up his chest.
Askara braced his arms to hold himself over Lumic, staring, strands of hair creating a tent encompassing their faces, isolating them from the world. “Are you mad at me?”
Lumic’s beatifically pleasured face twisted as one eye opened, his pupil dilated wide. “For?”
“Because I gave you a child…” Askara dared to lift a hand and palm the taut surface of Lumic’s belly. A pulse of thalmic energy hummed back at him, smaller and full of something hopeful.
“And I accepted them.” Lumic pushed his head up, their horns clacking as he angled his face. “And I accept you. We couldn’t help that I didn’t get my nightflower and honeythistle in time.”
“I could have said no.” Askara tilted his face and brushed their lips together.
“I could have, too, but if you hadn’t have saved me and claimed my heat, someone worse would have. I’m glad it was you, Askara. And I’m glad your mothers gave you to me.” Lumic’s voice trembled as they kissed, a feathery-soft thing until they both broke down into tears. “I’ll treasure you as I honor them.”