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A moan turned into, "Close," and Beau tightened his grip on my shoulders.

I looked up at him through my eyelashes, moisture clinging to them as I took him deep again. He closed his eyes as he came, and I did my best to swallow his hot spurts as I held his cock in my mouth. I continued to suck and swallow around him until he laughed and pushed at my shoulders.

"Too much."

I studied him through my lashes again and sighed, even as my heart broke a little. It would never be too much for me, but I was leaving in twelve days. I silently vowed to spend every waking moment with Beau until Santa called me home.

Chapter 6

Beau

Jax's lovely pink cock still bobbed in the swirling jets as he stood. I pulled him against my chest and kissed him, loving the taste of my joy in his mouth. He sighed as I dropped my hands to his hips.

I was still hesitant to touch him without permission. "You're so gorgeous," I said instead.

He blushed from his nipples to his cheekbones. "I want your hands on me." He was taller than me in this position, standing over me while I sat on the lip of the jacuzzi. I nudged him backward and slipped into the water beside him in the deepest section in the middle. I spread my legs until we were near the same height and tugged him closer, so his cock nestled in the crook of my hip. I kissed him as I caressed his back, his hips, his ass.

"More," Jax demanded.

I picked him up and carefully stood him on the seat again, exposing everything above his thighs to the cool air. I dipped a finger between his cheeks and found what I'd hoped for, the area still slick with his omega essence. He whimpered when I left his hole alone.

I helped him sit on the lip of the jacuzzi, where I'd sat minutes ago. I kneeled on the seat and traced the head of his cut cock with my slick fingers before gliding my hand over him, letting his cock head bump against me with each stroke.

He moaned and closed his eyes. I held him up as he slumped against me, intent only on the pleasure between his legs.

"Nobody's ever used my slick on me before," he said.

"That's a shame," I whispered. "You should know how good you feel."

"So good," he said, his words slurred with pleasure. "It won't take long."

I resisted the urge to take him to bed. He was already overwhelmed with pleasure, his hips jerking erratically in my hold as he moaned wordlessly against my chest. There would be plenty of time for more later. He needed a simple release first, a show he could trust me not to overpower him.

He came with a sigh and a hot spurt of cum over my fingers. I pulled him closer, holding his cock against me while he continued to thrust through his orgasm. I surged out of the water. I needed to kiss him, to taste every bit of his pleasure.

He pulled my tongue into his mouth and sucked on it with the same motion as he thrust his hips against me. I wished my shifter physique would let me bruise where he jabbed me with his cock, so I could feel it later. Instead, I licked my fingers and his cock clean. He was the perfect mixture of salty and sweet, and I couldn't get enough.

"Gods," he muttered. "That was amazing. I don't think I've ever come that hard from a hand job before."

"They weren't doing it right."

He laughed into his hand. He thought I was teasing.

"Slick isn't just for your alpha, " I said. "It's for you to use, too."

He frowned. "I've never … I guess I never thought about it that way."

"Don't you play with yourself?"

"Sure, but I use lube like everyone else." His shoulders slumped and he looked down at the churning water behind my shoulder.

I couldn't resist any longer. I surged up out of the water and pulled him to me, kissing him soundly. I hoped my actions cleared away his doubts about how he'd just made me feel and about his own pleasure.

"You make me feel wonderful, too," I said, ignoring my eagle's chirp of,Mate, mate, mate,in my head. "I don't mean to take up your vacation, though, if you want me to leave."

Instead of pulling away from me, Jax gripped my neck tighter and pulled himself up, wrapping his legs around my waist. "I … no. I don't want to be alone anymore."

I had so many questions about his loneliness, but I couldn't stop kissing him to ask. His stomach growled, and he broke the kiss on a laugh.

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