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I feel two fingers push against my hole and slowly slide into me, pressing down against the little spot deep inside that sends a surge of pleasure through my body. Back on Earth, this might’ve been my prostate… Here, as an omega, it’s something completely different. It’s like having a second cockhead inside of me. Sounds weird, but that’s the only way I can describe it. Being touched there feels even better than having my dick stroked.

“Dammit, your dick, not your fingers— Oh,fuck!”A sudden curl of his fingertips and a quickening pump of his fist interrupts my train of thought.

“The god of the sea must’ve blessed you,” he says.

I snort-laugh-moan into the sheets.

“What?” he asks, grinning at me. “Don’t you know how wet you are?”

“Yeah, but when you put it like that, I feel like some kind of a fish.”

Kalistratos laughs. “Wriggle, my little fishy,”

“Oh my god,stop,” I say. I don’t think I’ve ever full-on belly laughed during sexy time before.

Then, Kalistratos pulls his fingers out of me and lets my cock go.

“Wait,” I protest. “No, don’t stop.”

His laugh simmers to a smirk, and he grabs my hips and pulls me against him so that the underside of his cock pushes against the crease of my ass cheeks. I can’t help but think about a hot dog in a bun, and I have to bite the side of my hand to keep myself from breaking into a new fit of giggles. He grips himself at the hilt and teasingly swipes his cock up and down my entrance until it’s all wet with my slick. Then he enters me. No more laughing for me. A gasp escapes my lips, then a cry of relief as I feel those wonderful ridges rippling against my hole.

I will never get tired of the way he feels inside of me. His cock is perfection. It makes my eyes roll back and my knees go weak. It hits a spot that nothing has even come close to. It’s goddamn enlightenment. People make jokes about finding that magical dick that cures their depression, fixes their eyesight, and makes the world a better place—well, I’ve found mine.

Kalistratos’s fingers squeeze into my waist, tugging me back as he thrusts in deep, and I feel his cock press into my core. I scream out and grab at the sheets as he goes even faster.

“You’re fucking me so hard,” I moan. I’m practically drooling on the bed. No control. Barely any brain function. It just feels too damn good.

“Is that a request for less… or more?” he replies in a growling, husky voice.

“You better not slow down,” I say.

He’s never fucked me like this before. He grips my hair and presses me down into submission as I raise my ass against him, taking him even deeper.

“You feel so good, Tyler,” he groans. “You’re so fuckingtight.”

We might wake the entire village this way, but who gives a damn? I’m too taken by the pleasure, too lost in the sauce.

“Have you been taking it easy on me this whole time?” I moan, turning my head to look back at him. “OhGod, you’re fucking me so hard.”

A glimmer of a smirk shines through the snarl of pleasure clenched on his face. Yeah, he’s definitely going harder than before—and I am too. It’s my first time fucking him as an omega without a baby inside of me, and it’s a completely different ball game. I want his come inside of me. I want him to fill me up and leave me gasping.

I can feel that surging rush of pleasure coming like an unstoppable tsunami, but I don’t run to meet it. Not yet.

Not fucking yet.

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KALISTRATOS

Iwatch with great satisfaction as Tyler’s hole hugs the ridges of my glistening cock before I plunge back into his tight heat. The feeling is incredible, like a fist clenched around me and massaging me from within him.

He asks if I’d been taking it easy on him, and I realize that maybe I had been dulling my intensity without realizing it. Perhaps my unthinking mind had been concerned for the safety of the baby, and in Gaea, his body seemed unprepared to take me inside of him without injury. Now there’s nothing to hamper our intensity. It’s as though our coupling is imbued with the passion and might of the Gods themselves.

Tyler moans my name with a guttural desperation that stirs my arousal to new heights. His flushed cheek is flattened against the bed, his back arched like a bow as his ass slams hard against my loins. The grasp of his sex grows even stronger, and I feel my mind and body giving in. I’m losing this battle, but I can’t stop. His body compels my hips to move faster, to push myself even deeper into his embrace. I’m on the verge, fighting to hold myself from finishing before him.

“Come for me,” I growl as I lean into him.

Tyler replies with a whimpering moan as he succumbs to those three words, and he crashes against me, pushing his ass up to accept my last thrusts before my cock tightens and explodes inside of him. I roar to the heavens as the ripples of his climax roll down my length, and my cock surges again and again, emptying my sack until he’s filled to the brim with my seed.

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