Page 34 of The Wolf's Prince
Grudgingly, Nikolai allowed Soren to push his legs apart, offering him access to his hole.Wet, was an understatement. Nikolai was saturated, slick dripping freely from his entrance.
When Soren reached down, pressing two fingers within him, there was no resistance entering his hot heat.
They both groaned, then Nikolai, clearly unable to control himself, ground down, taking Soren's fingers deeper.
He gasped raggedly and pushed up into a seated position, sitting on Soren’s fingers. He reached down desperately and held Soren's arm in place so he wouldn't pull away as he began to ride his fist.
Soren gripped Nikolai’s hips, helping him move, gasping as Nikolai suddenly came again, his cock jerking, come splattering against Soren’s chest.
He cried out, clinging to Soren’s shoulders, gulping ragged breaths of air as it passed.
“That was so unfair,” Nikolai finally gasped.
“Yes,” Soren agreed breathlessly. “How could you come on my fingers when my cock is right here, ready and untouched.”
Nikolai moaned obscenely, possibly because he was still sitting on Soren’s fingers, and Soren could not resist rubbing the nub of his prostate. When Nikolai threw his head back, gasping, his hard cock twitching, Soren finally pushed him back.
Nikolai let out a frustrated groan as Soren slipped free.
Soren had never been with an omega in heat. Most already had mates by the time they started their cycles. Although it was hard, this was Nikolai,hismate. It was the only reason he could grit his teeth and go slowly.
But Nikolai had other ideas.
He gripped Soren by the shoulders, pushing him to sit with his back against the stone wall. Then, he climbed atop his lap, lining his slick hole with Soren’s cock.
He was about to sink down with full force, Soren was sure, so he reached out instinctively, grabbing Nikolai by the hips to stop him.
Sure enough, Nikolai glared at Soren and let his weight drop down.
Slight though Nikolai was, all Soren could do was slow his descent as he sank down with his full weight.
Nikolai’s hole opened around his tip, swallowing him down, just as tight as it had been the last time, but silkier and easier to slide into.
They both groaned and Nikolai, his entire body shaking, dropped his forehead against Soren’s gazing into his eyes as he took him the rest of the way down, forming knot and all.
“Oh, fuck,” Nikolai groaned, brows drawing together and jaw falling open. “Finally.”
Soren let him sit there long enough to realize that Nikolai was trembling, come seeping from his tip.
“Did you come again?” he asked, surprised.
Nikolai nodded, then shook his head.
“Kind of?” he panted, and another stream spurted from his tip.
Groaning, Soren flipped Nikolai onto his back, unable to hold back any longer.
The second he started to pound down into him, Nikolai cried out. Soren was no better, getting lost in the feel of his mate under and around him, squeezing his length tightly. Nikolai came again, his body going rigid and shaking this time, but Soren couldn’t stop. He kept going, fucking him hard, the way that Nikolai seemed to like until he completely lost control. The movement of his hips began to falter. When Soren came, Nikolai clung to him until every last tremor ran through his body.
They lay in a sweaty heap, gasping for air.
When reality filtered back in, Soren didn’t even care about any of the details anymore. He had been just as affected by Nikolai’s heat as any alpha would have been—more so even, because Nikolai washis.He did not regret or care what the others might think.
So long as he had Nikolai in his arms, he would face the world to defend their connection. Even if Nikolai didn’t entirely want it. Soren knew he would be there to give himself to Nikolai at every step of their journey.
“What are you thinking?” he couldn’t help asking.
Nikolai wiggled his hips, smiling at the way Soren’s cock twitched inside him.
