Page 87 of Full Body Hit: Part 2
“Please,” Chase whined. “Please.”
Auston rocked inside him, filling him up, Chase crying out with each hit, muscles shuddering, mouth gaping, eyes rolled heavenwards. The scent that bloomed through the room was rich and deep and powerful, and Auston sank right through it to the black depths where it was just him and Chase.
They were glowing. Auston could see it. Feel it. His cells were singing—
Mate. Mate.
Auston’s cock hardened, swelled, knot forming slowly. Auston slowed down to a dirty grind, Chase incoherent, making a low,continuous noise as he was fucked into, as he was knotted and taken.
Auston’s head spun. Everything was Chase, Chase, Chase, taking up every inch in his chest, his heart.
He slit his eyes open, drinking in Chase’s sweaty body, his red cheeks and red mouth and red tongue. He managed to coordinate his hand to palm Chase’s dick, watching as the Omega’s body jolted, lips parting further, a cry spilling out, and then Chase was coming, shaking uncontrollably with it.
It went on, and on, and on, but Chase didn’t soften, Chase crying as Auston kept going until he was coming again.
There was nothing in Auston’s head but this.
His mate. His baby.
He leaned in, licking the swollen gland on Chase’s neck.
He waited, so close to coming it hurt.
One. Two. Three.
He bit.
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Auston wasn’t sure he was breathing.
His mind was full.
Chase was gasping. Auston cradled the back of his head until they were positioned correctly—Chase’s mouth to Auston’s neck.
One. Two. Three.
A sharp, delicious pain. The mixing of two things made to be combined, the chemical reaction that burst like nascent life.
Everything came together. Everything aligned.
They were one.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHASE
Chase sank into his body slowly. It was floating. His skin was hot, but it felt good, senses sparking, fireworks in the dark. He rubbed the soft sheets, and an arm tightened around his middle.
No,thatfelt good, holy fuck. The sensation radiated out, the pattern of a pebble hitting water. He was on his belly, dick fattening up where it was pressed into the mattress. He parted his thighs, crusty with old slick and wet with new.
He clenched and the emptiness hit him suddenly, violently. He whimpered, searching for something, but there his Alpha was, a hot line against his back. Chase didn’t have to do a thing, Daddy popping in and sliding deep. Even though it was what Chase had been craving, it was still so much, an ache in his core that felt a lot like pleasure.
Chase let go. All he could feel was the cock carving a space inside him. There was something in the air, something familiar.His lungs were full of it, a spicy musk so good he couldn’t get enough of it. He gulped it down, filling up with it.
That was Daddy. That was his scent.
That was his mate.
