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“I don’t know,” Alonso admitted, tears of frustration in his eyes. Ithurt.
Alonso writhed on Levy’s fingers, sure he’d never reach the peak, when a mouth suddenly fitted itself around Alonso’s scent gland andsucked.
The effect was immediate, pleasure bursting, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he came with a shout.
Levy cradled Alonso as he returned to the land of the living. “You okay?” he asked.
“Yeah. Damn, that was weird.”
“Let’s get you to bed.”
Alonso went without protest this time, trusting that Levy would take care of him.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Alonso woke up again, foggy and overheated, Levy’s name thick in his mouth.
Levy ran a hand down his flank, no doubt meant to be soothing, but it just made the fire consuming him even worse.
“Please,” Alonso begged, kicking his sleep pants off, damp with slick and sweat.
“It’s okay. I’m right here,” Levy assured.
“Inside me,” Alonso groaned.
Levy didn’t tease, didn’t draw the suffering out, for which Alonso was eternally grateful. He helped Alonso onto his front, his hands gentle even though they were shaking slightly, buzzing against Alonso’s skin.
Alonso got onto his knees and a moment later, Levy was pressing in.
Fuck, therelief. Something in his brain shifted, a primal need satisfied as Levy pumped in slowly at first, and then more forcefully as Alonso urged him on.
“God,” Levy whined. “You feel, you feel…”
Alonso didn’t need Levy to finish. He already knew exactly what Levy meant.
Sparks exploded within him every time Levy’s thick cock hit his prostate, a shower of fireworks behind his eyes.
It didn’t take long until the pleasure was too much, racing him to the edge, and yet… “Knot me. Please, please—”
“Fuck. Yeah, fuck, baby whatever you want. Whatever you fucking want,” Levy promised.
It was as if he had been waiting for permission. A sudden pressure stretched him to his limit, taking up every inch of thought or space within Alonso.
That was all it took. Alonso came, a tidal wave sweeping him away, lighting up every single cell in his body.
Levy didn’t stop. He rocked his knot inside, groaning loudly as he came too, pumping Alonso full of come.
It was so much that Alonso couldfeelit, the sensation driving him wild, forcing another orgasm out of him, followed by a third one a couple of minutes later as Levy kept moving, milking him for all he was worth.
Jesus, heat was no fucking joke.
Levy tilted them on their sides, still locked together, winding his arms securely around Alonso. For the first time since he’d started feeling symptoms, Alonso felt utterly at peace, humming in contentment as Levy scented him slowly. The feel of his lips on the sensitive gland on his neck was heaven.
With blissful ease, Alonso fell into a deep, restful sleep.
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The days went on like that. Alonso was mostly out of it, surfacing to be fed food and electrolytes or to be fucked stupid. Levy would drag him to the shower now and again, but they mostly stayed in their nest.
