Page 19 of Taming The Omega

That torturous hand returned, only this time, Seth fluttered his fingers lightly around the clasp of Caleb’s pants. The boy gnawed at his lower lip as he looked down. “Maybe we should take these off. It must be very uncomfortable for you to be confined like that.”

Caleb groaned again. He placed both hands on Seth’s back and slid them down to rest against the boy’s narrow hips. Except for the parts where he’d been attacked, everything about the omega was silky and alluring. Caleb hoped the rough flesh would smooth out. This boy’s beauty didn’t deserve permanent scarring.

He closed his eyes again. “Please don’t worry about me.”

The omega wrapped his arms around Caleb and rested his face in the crook of Caleb’s neck. “Why not? You’ve been so good to me. Why shouldn’t I be good to you?”

“Oh.” He rubbed his chin against Seth’s head. “You don’t have to pay me back for taking care of you. It doesn’t work that way here. I, um, figure that maybe things were different before for you. You’ve been made to service higher-ups in gratitude for their care and protection?”

A second or two ticked by before the omega nodded once.

Saddened at the confirmation, yet determined to change the way the omega saw the world, he kissed the boy’s head and nuzzled him some more. “That wasn’t right. You don’t ever have to give any part of your body to another unless you want to. That includes to me.”

“What if I want to?” That simple, innocent question was asked in a quiet voice that nevertheless shot right down to Caleb’s dick.

He froze. “You want to touch me?”

Again, Seth nodded. “Can’t we do it together?”

Before Caleb could respond, the boy reached between them and this time, unsnapped Caleb’s jeans. Then he lowered the zipper as much as he could given how tight the fabric was against the straining cock. The omega slid his finger and thumb inside to caress the slick head.

“Fuck!” Caleb exclaimed again. His fingers convulsed and squeezed the boy’s hips.

“Oh!” Seth said at the same time. “It’s so wet. Shall I suck it?”

That invitation was almost too wonderful to refuse. Yet, Caleb did. He didn’t want to be one more higher-ranked shifter to use the boy.

“I have a better idea.” Some niggling part of his mind still didn’t like the idea of having this abused omega do anything for him. But he had only so much willpower, and Seth’s interest in him did seem at least on some level genuine.

Using as much care as he could, he lifted the omega from his lap in order to yank off the jeans. It was a quick, awkward affair, yet he accomplished it with impressive speed. Overwhelming need made one capable of almost anything. Soon, Seth was straddling Caleb’s lap once more, only this time, both their cocks were unfettered. They squared off in a looming battle that would lead to both of them being victorious.

Seth’s thin chest heaved with heavy breaths. “You’re so big.”

He ran a reassuring hand down the boy’s back. “I promise it will never hurt you.”

The boy licked his lips before reaching out and wrapping his hand around the wide base of the shaft. “I couldn’t take quite all of it down.” He flicked his gaze up. “You know that morning when I sucked you off? I tried, but…”

“It’s okay. Forget about that. Please. I should have stopped you.”

Seth didn’t seem to be listening. He jerked the cock slowly in a way that caused Caleb’s eyes to cross. “No, it was good. You didn’t choke me with it.” He ran the edge of his thumb through Caleb’s weeping slit. “I didn’t have a chance to get a really good look at it. It’s, um, impressive.”

Caleb chuckled. “No, what’s impressive is how quickly you’re going to make me come if you keep doing that.”

The hand stopped, although the warmth of it still enveloped his rod. It would almost be enough to simply stay here, held like that.

“Isn’t that what you want, to come? It’s what I want,” Seth added in a whisper. “If that’s okay?”

Is what okay? Caleb’s ever-scrambling brain couldn’t keep up with the conversation. Did Seth mean he wanted to come himself or that he wanted Caleb to come? Or both? Yeah, probably both. Of course, both. Gods, he was a freaking moron to sit there, not moving, not answering.

Grabbing Seth’s dick, he tugged with a quick motion. “We’ll do it together. Okay? You jerk me, and I’ll jerk you.”

A shy little smile ghosted across the omega’s lips. “Okay.”

That agreement shredded the last of Caleb’s reserve. He set the pace for them, stroking Seth’s cock with a quick, sure rhythm that gradually built in speed. Although the omega lacked the breadth of Caleb’s fingers, he kept pace easily. He lavished Caleb’s shaft with a singular devotion that had him clinging tightly to the boy with his free hand to keep from falling over.

Their bodies soon stuck to each other chest-to-sweaty-chest, their breaths mingling and a duet of moans rising. Their hands mashed together as they leaned forward with hips bucking wildly. Caleb lost himself in the incredible sensation of their bodies not quite joining, yet not separate, either. He cupped Seth’s ass, squeezed and used the hold as leverage to pull him even closer.

With his eyes shut tight, he had no trouble conjuring up an image of their being truly fused together. He would only have to lift the boy, turn him around…and just the thought of slamming his cock into that small hole waiting for him brought him to climax. He shouted and lurched forward, tumbling them into a tangled heap of limbs.

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