Page 23 of Fur-Ever Home

"Mm-hmm."

I pried his fingers from my cock and took us both in hand. I snaked my other arm around his waist to hold him in place and give him leverage to thrust against me as I stroked.

He moaned against my chest as we both neared our release. I flicked my thumb over his tip again and he froze against me, his cock pulsing in my grip. The slide of my cock through his release brought me back to the edge. Two more strokes, and I added my cum to the mess between us.

Ben whimpered against my chest and closed his hands around my growing knot. "Now I'm a mess."

"I'll clean you up," I said, wiping my still-soapy hand across his chest.

"My hole is dripping," he whispered. "And your knot …"

"I'll be fine after a few minutes," I said. "What do you usually do about your slick?"

He sighed. "I don't. It's never been like this."

"I can take care of it for you," I said. "After I clean us both up."

I soaped and rinsed us off twice. Then, I dropped to my knees before Ben in the shower.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking care of you. Turn around."

His face flushed a pretty pink, but he did as I asked. His ass was just as luscious as it had looked last night in bed. I squeezed his cheeks before pulling them apart and staring at his tight pucker. His crack and the back of his balls shone with slick. I drew my fingers over his balls, his taint, and across his hole, making him hiss.

He turned to frown at me, and I stuck my fingers in my mouth, taking my first taste of him. His slick was sweet, like nectar. I followed the path of my fingers with my tongue next, and he squirmed. I gripped his firm cheeks and speared my tongue into his hole, gathering his slick at the source. His musky scent mixed with the heavenly flavor to become my new obsession. I would never get enough of Ben's slick, nor the needy sounds he made while I worked my fingers inside his tight hole to tap his prostate.

"Nungh—not gonna last!"

I kept working my fingers as I turned him back around. I glanced at the drip of precome on his tip and then gazed up at him. "May I?"

He glanced down at me and his entire body flushed from the tips of his ears to his belly button. "Yes, please."

I licked the drop of precome, appreciating the salty taste before taking him to the back of my throat.

"Fuck, Connor, I'm gonna …"

I pulled him closer and relaxed my throat to take him even deeper. I felt his dick twitch in my mouth as he came down my throat. His knees gave out. I held him up and milked his cock with broad strokes of my tongue until he laughed and shoved my shoulders.

"That's enough," he said.

I eased off his cock and gave the tip a little kiss. "I'll never get enough. You taste so good."

The water had run cold while we played. Ben turned it off and soaped us up. Afterward, we rinsed off in record time. I doubted we saved a single minute by taking a shower together, but afterward, I felt like I'd made progress with my mate.

9

BENJAMIN

I should have beenthe one on my knees in the shower. The scent of Connor's release had filled the small bathroom, even after he'd rinsed his shorts. Drying them out hadn't made the smell go away, either. It lingered in the air.

I'd never been particularly fond of cum, but Connor's was different. Everything about Connor was unique. He should have been another annoying alpha, except he didn't frustrate me as much as they usually did. He was sweet, kind, and wowzah, did he know how to use that tongue. I couldn't stop fantasizing about what he could do with his knot. I'd seen it pop when he came, but he ignored it afterward. It didn't make sense to me after all the horror stories I'd heard in school, where alphas tried to shove their knots in omegas' hole after blowjobs. The excuse was always, "It hurt!" and they ended up hurting their omegas instead.

"Does your knot hurt?" I asked.

The offending anatomy had long since been tucked away inside Connor's shorts and pants, but he glanced down at the slight bulge before meeting my gaze. "No. It's annoying sometimes, but it doesn't hurt."

"All those stories in high school?—"

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