Chapter 53

“You’re all mine at last.”

Rafe felt the insistent nudge of Grant’s cock at his entrance and relaxed his muscles. In a moment the thick shaft had penetrated him. It filled him, pushing deep until stopped by the knot. Rafe could still feel mounting pressure as it sought entry. Grant kneaded Rafe’s ass cheeks, coaxing the muscles to go limp and open farther. Rafe obliged and felt the knot—hard and round—slip inside him. He squirmed, exploring the size and shape—it felt so strange, yet so intriguing.

Grant let out a long sigh of satisfaction. “You’re doing fine, my love. Just relax. I’m going to thrust now, but I won’t pull out again until we’re done.”

Rafe closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensations building in him. No, it wasn’t his imagination—the knot was getting bigger. And bigger. The more Grant moved, pressing forward, shifting side to side, the more Rafe could feel the thing expand. When it connected with his prostate, a sudden shivery wave of pleasure had him floating. A few more strokes brought a climax whose intensity forced his interior muscles to spasm and his toes to stretch out straight.

A moment later, Grant stiffened and bathed Rafe’s insides with hot semen. The alpha collapsed onto him, mewing little noises of grateful pleasure. Within a few minutes, Grant was back on his knees and the whole process started over.

Rafe lost count of how many times he climaxed and how many ejaculations he was filled with. He was stretched so far to accommodate the knot but without any real pain, as it was meant to be.

The relentless onslaught of sensation, stimulation, and release overwhelmed him. His emotions were raw, and at one point he was surprised tears were running down his face. Grant was there to soothe him with soft words and gentle hands and reassure him of the sanctity of their bond. Their bond—Rafe delighted in the sound of that. Never again alone, never forced to hide his true self, safe and loved.

After what seemed like hours, things slowed and the intensity diminished. Little by little, Rafe’s mind returned to practical matters. Had they been successful in creating a child? How would they know? “Hey, did you include a pregnancy test with all the other supplies?”

The alpha left off nibbling on Rafe’s neck and answered in a sleepy voice. “No need. In a day or so, I’ll be able to tell by your scent.”

“You will? What does pregnant smell like?”

Grant chuckled. “I’ve never had to describe it. I guess you could say it smells of new life, like a field of seedlings after a spring rain.” He stretched his arms around Rafe’s chest and hugged the omega tight. “It also says mine. It’s what will keep you safe—no other alpha will come near you once they scent a child on the way.”

“And here, as the brand new omega, I expected to be the belle of the ball.”

Grant’s hand drifted down to caress Rafe’s cock. “Sorry, but your dance card is full.”

“My dance card’s not the only thing that’s full.” Rafe wiggled his butt, testing the alpha knot; it still felt firm. “Not that this hasn’t been incredible, but I’m hungry. How much longer do you think we’ll be joined?”

“For the rest of our lives?”

Rafe snorted. “That part I know.”

Grant relented. “Okay, not too much longer, I don’t think. Remember, this is all a new experience for me, too. But if you can reach the nightstand drawer, I put some emergency rations there.”

Rafe yanked open the drawer and pulled out a plastic bag filled with Godiva chocolates. “Excellent! But I thought we finished these days ago.”

“I saved all the ones you gave me. I figured you’d need some special sustenance.”

“A man who sacrifices his share of chocolate? You do love me.”

Grant nuzzled Rafe’s ear and whispered, “With all my heart.”

Rafe bit into a chocolate truffle and moaned in delight as the rich, silky filling melted on his tongue. He reached over his shoulder and popped the other half into Grant’s mouth. Sharing his new-found cache of candy might help ease the pain of what came next. “Um, now that we have a little time and you’re a captive audience, I’d like to tell you my ideas on what we can do to fix the whole omega situation.”

Grant sighed. “We could just nap instead, you know.”

“You didn’t think I’d keep my mouth shut about the abuses, did you?”

“Not in a million years.”

“So, are you ready to hear my ideas?”

“Fire away—I’m not going anywhere.” Grant abandoned playing with Rafe’s cock and settled on the bed.

“Well, here’s what I think we should do. And keep in mind, this is just the beginning.”

Grant pulled Rafe against his chest. “You’re so right, my love—just the beginning.”

Rafe relaxed into the embrace and sighed in contentment.

“Now, hand me another chocolate, and dazzle me with your brilliance.”

That was an order Rafe was happy to obey.