Page 33 of The Monster at the End of This Molt

I loved him so much, but the words stuck in my throat. I'd told him I loved him daily when he was just a little guy. I'd called him "Boss," because even when he was a tiny omega, he could push me around like no one else.

I snorted at the memory. Boss wasn't the sexiest nickname I could call him in bed, but I still hadn't thought of anything else.

"What are you thinking?" he asked.

"Remember how I used to call you Boss?"

He hid his face behind his hands. "Yes!"

"Is it too weird?"

"For bedroom talk?" He laughed so hard he snorted. "Yeah, it's weird, but it fits us, don't you think, Baby?"

After we finished our meals and I loaded the magical dishwasher, I tried it out. "Want to come to bed with me, Boss?"

He bounded up from the couch and ran to me. I braced for impact, and he leaped into my arms, legs wrapped around my waist, his elbows resting on my shoulders as his fingers twisted into my hair. "Yes, yes, yes."

He kissed me, and I did my best to feel my way along the wall to the bedroom. The room was bigger than my old one, so I stumbled a few more steps before my knees finally touched the mattress. I bent over to lie him on his back.

"Claim me, Baby." He pulled me down on top of him.

In a flash, our clothes disappeared, magicked away to wherever Robin sent them. With nothing between us, I sobered. "You're still on board if I use the birth control spell on my cock?"

"I've already spelled my channel, too. No surprise pregnancies."

He blinked his huge golden eyes at me, and I swooned from the trust coursing through our bond. He trusted me to mate with him, even without the promise of children. Relief flooded through me.

I once thought any omega would do, but that wasn't true anymore. Robin was it for me. I almost professed my love then and there. Instead, I kissed him, showing him what I was too afraid to say.

I rolled onto my back in the middle of the bed, tugging him with me. He looked startled at first, but then he snuggled against me. "What are we doing?"

"Going at your pace."

He grinned down at me as he pushed off my chest, raising up to sit on my hips with his knees to either side of me. The backs of his balls were drenched with slick already, and he dragged them along the length of my cock.

"What if my pace is fast and hard?"

I planted my heels on the bed and thrust upward, bucking him forward. He splayed his hands across my chest, and I grinned. "I'm here for it."

"Slow and sensual?" He leaned forward, dragging more slick along the underside of my cock.

"However you want." I caught myself grabbing onto his hips and dropped my hands to my sides. "Whatever you want."

"I want your hands on my body," he said. "Touch me wherever you can reach me. When I get close, I want you to grab my cock, but not until I say so."

I nodded, my throat too tight for words. We were doing this. Robin was here, now, with one hand behind his back. His warm and slick fingers circled my cock for two strokes, and then he angled me just right and pressed down.

He opened for me, and I moaned as my cock slipped inside his tight channel. He glided onto me with the gentle pull of gravity and a twist of his hips. When my cock was fully inside him, we both sighed out a breath.

"Better than I ever imagined," I muttered.

Robin blinked his eyes open above me. "Yeah?"

"Yeah." Robin's copious slick was even more proof Tuft and I hadn't been compatible. My previous partner hadn't made enough slick for me to enter him like this. We'd used Earth lubrication, but it wasn't the same.

Robin's slick heat was unlike anything I had experienced. Now, I couldn't imagine sex without it, without him.

He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth as he rolled his hips. His every move captivated me. After watching him for a few minutes, I remembered his request to touch him. I lifted my hands to caress his sleek chest and smooth abdomen. He squirmed when I neared his trimmed patch of pubic hair, but he wasn't ready for me to stroke his cock yet. I returned my hands to his chest, skimming over where his human nipples would be. He moaned and leaned into my touch, and a drip of precome landed on my abs.

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