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Colton wasn’t one of them.

“You’re so damn amazing,” Colton told Sebastian. “You make me crazy.”

“You make me so hot.” Sebastian kissed his neck, his chin. “I was so frustrated that you weren’t getting it. And then you went all deer-in-the-headlights on me.”

“Yeah. I had a moment of utter panic. It was like, ‘He stopped birth control. He wants me to get him pregnant. No pressure’.”

Sebastian laughed, reaching up to touch his cheek with gentle fingers. “No. I’m just in heat and I want my husband. I want to make love with you until we can’t see. I want you to knot me with no condom. Finally.”

“Oh God. Yes.” Colton took the kiss he wanted so desperately, all tongue and heat and… He needed skin on skin. Badly. “Stand up, baby.”

Sebastian slid off his lap, humming, pulling off layers.

Jacket, sweater, T-shirt. He got to chuckling, because yeah, it was cold out there.

Sebastian kicked off his shoes and wiggled out of his pants and underwear, then came to attack his clothes.

He yanked at Colton’s boots, but was gentle with the bad leg, and he fell in love all over again.

Then Sebastian got rid of his hoodie, his sweatshirt, and his undershirt. “Ta-da.” He made the show-off arms, and Colton snorted.

“Get up here on the bed with me.” He wriggled around and yanked the coverlet back so they had the clean, smooth sheets to play on.

Sebastian leaped up next to him, and they pressed together from head to toe, lying on their sides, kissing and touching.

Wiggling, Sebastian moaned, already humping him a little, his scent sharp and ready.

Colton always loved how Sebastian smelled, but now it was ramped up a hundred times, and he just wanted to wallow in it.

“Colton! Come on !”

“Not so damn fast, baby. I want to enjoy you. Once I get inside you, my knot is going to spring and that’s going to be that.”

The wild laugh Sebastian gave him told him how much more confident his omega was than the first time they’d done this. Sebastian had come into his own, and he hated that it had taken them being apart and Sebastian going it alone to make it happen, but Colton was glad it had.

All he wanted was to keep that expression of pure bliss on his omega’s face, to know that they were finally in a place to need and be needed, together.

Sebastian offered him one hungry kiss after another, tongue sliding against his and tasting him. Happy little moans pushed into his lips, and Colton’s eyes crossed with how much he needed to bury himself into that sweet, wet hole.

He was going to make himself wait, though.

He wanted to take his time and adore his omega for hours.

Sebastian reached down, stroking his cock from base to tip, the caress enough to curl his toes.

“Impatient love,” Colton said, panting.

“I am! I’ve been waiting all night, and I don’t want to wait anymore!”

Colton chuckled. “Okay, baby. No more waiting.” There would be a round two. He could make that one last longer. Happy omega, happy life. He could change lanes and let Sebastian have what he needed.

He turned and leaned back against the headboard, spreading his arms and legs, forcing himself to be open, eager, ready for his lover to explore.

It was at once embarrassing and freeing, to let Sebastian see all of him, the warts and the scars and his hard and needy cock.

Sebastian whimpered and crawled between his legs, hands burning up as they slid along his inner thighs. It felt like pure heaven, and Colton couldn’t hide his moan.

“It feels good, right?” Sebastian stopped, smiled up at him. “I won’t hurt you for anything.”

“It’s perfect, baby. Touch me anywhere you want. You’re not hurting me.” In fact. Sebastian’s hands were so hot they felt like one of those heated massagers. He was hard as a rock, his knot already tingling with the need to be inside Sebastian.

Sebastian swooped down, lips nuzzling that sensitive skin between his cock and balls. His husband inhaled deep, then blew out a breath that surrounded his groin.

“You smell so good—like leather and smoke. It makes me ache.”

It never ceased to amaze him, how Sebastian could say things like that, which drove him absolutely batty.

“You’re far away. Come up here.”

“In a minute.”

He was never going to last that long. Never.

Then Sebastian licked a long line up along his cock, base to tip. Oh, that evil, wicked, naughty little minx. His hands opened and closed, shaking hard.

“Sebastian. Baby. I can’t—” Colton sucked in a deep breath, then let it out. “I need you, baby. I’m ready.” He didn’t need to put it off anymore. He was riding high on need.

Sebastian nuzzled his cock, then slid up along his body, straddling his hips.

His cock was as hard as nails, and he grabbed hold of Sebastian’s hips, desperate to touch as he steadied Sebastian’s lean body so that he could hold on for one second more.

Sebastian wasn’t helping. He rocked hard, teasing Colton’s cock with that sweet, wet, needy hole, a look of pure wantonness on his face.

“I want you,” Colton growled, and Sebastian nodded.

“Good, I want you too.” Then Sebastian knelt up tall, grabbing his cock from behind and positioning him right where he needed to be. Then Sebastian sank down in one long, slow motion.

Colton bit out a shout as he was engulfed in total heat, and he moved, his hips desperate to find a rhythm, to push in deeper.

Of course, Sebastian shook his head holding him down. “No, I’m riding. You have to be good.”

Colton bared his teeth as Sebastian settled down on his hips, sinking him in all the way down to the root before lifting up high enough to almost lose him and then slamming down again.

The rhythm was chaotic, and all he wanted was to just take and take and take, but he was letting Sebastian have his head here.

He’d promised Sebastian that he could do whatever he wanted.

It didn’t mean, however, that he couldn’t up the ante a little bit.

So, he reminded himself that his hands were perfectly functional.

He pinched Sebastian’s nipples, and he stroked along Sebastian’s ribs hard enough that it didn’t tickle.

He tugged at the dark curls above the heavy cock and teased the slit.

That made Sebastian clench all around him, almost milking him.

So, he returned to that over and over again.

That was truly maddening and wonderful, all at the same time.

Sebastian’s hair was wild around him, the long, braided tail having come loose as they worked together toward their pleasure. The curls framed him, making the paleness of Sebastian’s skin seem all the more angelic and ethereal.

“You’re so beautiful.”

“I’m glad you think so.” Sebastian was beginning to move in earnest, hands on his chest now, rocking back and forth, riding him with a single-minded ferocity. “Don’t let me hurt you.”

“Stop worrying,” he growled. “I’m perfectly fine.”

He was fine. Nothing hurt right now, absolutely nothing, and he didn’t think he’d ever felt so good.

Bending his knees, Colton braced his feet on the bed so that he could meet each thrust and add his strength to Sebastian’s to help them both fly.

Whatever way he tilted his body, the act made Sebastian’s lips part, and he cried out, his eyes rolling up in his head. “Oh, there, right there!”

Colton heard that, loud and clear. He was nothing if not a guy who appreciated a plan, so he kept the motion just like it was, addicted to the way that the sweet cries just got louder and louder and higher, sharper.

His knot was swelling, his balls pulling up tight, and Colton pushed a finger up behind Sebastian’s balls, then slid it down to where they joined, giving Sebastian one more layer of friction.

Sebastian cried out, head falling back, and he ground down, engaging Colton’s knot. From then on, it was short, sharp bounces and thrusts, and then they were locked together, Sebastian all but screaming as he rippled, then came all over Colton’s chest.

It took maybe three seconds of Sebastian clamping down on him for him to shoot, and he gave Sebastian everything he had, his balls emptying until he was afraid he wouldn’t have a single thing left for round two.

Which didn’t matter a bit. No more performance anxiety for him.

He chuckled, and Sebastian flopped on his chest like a rag doll, grunting as they slapped together.

“Oof.” He patted Sebastian’s back. “Are you okay?”

“Yes. Is your leg still bothering you?” Sebastian lifted his head. “Did I hurt you?”

“I have a confession.” When Sebastian raised an eyebrow, he grinned. “My leg was twinging, sure. It’s cold out there. But really? I just wanted to be alone with you.”

“You fibby fibber!”

“Yeah. And the guys pitched in to get us the room.”

“I wondered when I saw Gent waving his magic wand around.”

“Hey.” He pinched Sebastian’s hip just lightly. “No talking about Gent’s wand.”

“Oops.” Sebastian giggled. “Well, I appreciate it, love.”

“Wanna call for room service? By the time they get it to us, we’ll be unstuck.”

“Sounds like a plan, love.” Sebastian kissed his chest, and he was pleased to find his lover’s mood well-improved.

“And then we can tell each other ghost stories.”

Sebastian smacked his pec. “Oh you mean we can talk about our house?”

And they both got to laughing about that one.