Page 98 of Alpha & Omega

Hudson had already left for school, so we had the house to ourselves. I also took off work tonight to celebrate his birthday.

I rolled over onto my side in bed and watched Kingston sleep. He’d been sleeping better these days, in less pain and discomfort, which also boosted his moods. I couldn’t wait to see the day he skated again. That would be the true gift.

Kingston rolled over and tucked himself against me, draping a heavy arm across my hip. “Do I really have to be thirty today?”

I chuckled and kissed his forehead. “We can pretend, but it all catches up to us, anyway. Happy birthday, Skaterboy.”

He opened his eyes, looking extra blue with the morning light streaming through the curtains. “Seriously, I’m just glad I lived to see my thirties. I almost didn’t.”

I frowned and pulled him tight against me. “Thank fuck, you did.”

“On a lighter note, I haven’t told you what I wanted for my birthday.”

“Oh, and what’s that? Though I got you a few things already.”

“Sex.”

I laughed. “We’ve had quite a bit of sex recently, which I’m forever grateful for.”

“I know, but I want to be inside you.”

He hadn’t been inside me since before the accident, worried about the pressure he put on his residual leg and his insecurity revolving around it.

“I’m ready, Chef.”

I kissed his sleepy lips. “Then let’s do this. I’m also ready for you to be inside me. I miss it.”

“And I want lazy, sweet, sleepy smells, morning breath, birthday sex.”

I snorted a laugh. “That’s oddly specific, King.”

He shrugged and smiled. “I’m weird like that.”

“You’re perfect like that.”

I reached over into my nightstand drawer and pulled out a small wrapped box, handing it to him. “Your first gift. I’d planned to give this to you later, but it will work perfectly now.”

“Oooh, a naughty gift. Love it already.”

Kingston yawned as he opened the box and laughed. “You’re right, it’s perfect.”

“Want to wear it as you fuck me?”

“Definitely.”

After quickly washing the massager, I grabbed the lube from the nightstand. “Pull back your legs, baby. Let’s work this prostate massager in. You’re going to feel so good.”

My cock already turned hard, thinking about him feeling like he was getting fucked as he fucked me. So hot. And I couldn’t wait for him to be inside me again. I was also happy to see his confidence shine through enough to do this.

His cock was hard, too, showing how eager he was for this.

I dribbled lube over his hole, some getting on the sheets, but I couldn’t care less. Then I lubed the toy. It wasn’t too small, but it wasn’t huge either. I wanted him to really feel it, but not be uncomfortable.

I worked the tip inside him, and watching his hole loosen, allowing me to slide it right in. The base flared, ensuring it wouldn’t get stuck.

“How does that feel?”

“Your cock is better, but I like it.”

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