Page 61 of Tinsel Time Treasure
“Please,” he begged. “Need you inside.”
Part of me wanted to continue—make him come in my mouth before sliding my cock into his perfect ass. But he was in charge, and if he wanted me, then that was what I would give him. I let his cock slide out of my mouth, tasting his pre-cum before only a string of spit connected the head to my lips. I pulled my fingers from his hole and shimmied back off the bed, pulling his pants the rest of the way off as I did.
Justin panted, trying to compose himself, and he was stunning. His face and chest were flush with his pleasure—cock leaking pre-cum onto his stomach while the scent of his slick perfumed the air. Finally he seemed to recover enough to pull his sweater off and toss it aside, fully revealing himself to me.
A low rumble escaped my throat. I wanted—needed—this omega. Not for one night, but for the rest of my life. It was almost scary in its intensity. Never had I ever felt such a desire for Linden, but in that moment I knew I would never feel complete without Justin by my side.
I yanked my sweater off, and almost tripped in my attempt to get out of my pants quickly—my cock springing up as soon as it was free.
Justin whimpered and spread his legs to welcome me.
I turned to the night stand, hoping my condoms were still good, and breathed a sigh of relief when I confirmed that they hadn’t passed their expiration. I tore a packet off the strip, and prepared to open it.
“No…” Justin whined.
I froze. Did he want me to stop?
“No what?” I asked.
He pointed at the condom packet and shook his head. “No… I want it… you. I need…”
“No… condom?” I guessed.
He nodded.
“But… Aren’t you worried about pregnancy?”
He shook his head. “Want it. Want you.”
I set the condom packet on the nightstand and crawled up between his legs, loving the way he rutted against my stomach as I covered him.
Justin whined when I didn’t put my bare cock inside him.
I ran the back of my fingers down his face, smiling as his gaze met mine. “I need you to be clearer than that, Justin. I refuse to assume anything and realize I made a mistake tomorrow.”
He took several panting breaths, and his pupils constricted a bit as he got his desire under control. Finally he licked his lips and swallowed. “Staying with you, how kind you are…”
Justin’s face blushed bright crimson. “I… kinda fell for you, and… I don’t want us to be apart. I mean… if you want…”
I chuckled and leaned in to kiss him gently. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to be my alpha. I want your mark, and our babies inside me. I… I love you.”
“I love you too,” I replied as I shifted and slid inside.
“Max…” Justin moaned, head falling back against the pillow.
I continued to push into him, even as I kissed and sucked his neck, nipping his Adam’s apple. Justin—this incredible man—wanted me, and there was no way I could say no.
Not when I wanted him just as badly.
My baby inside him, my mark on his neck—signs that he was a mated man. But I needed more and as I bottomed out and we paused to adjust, I started sucking marks along his collarbone.
Justin pushed against my mouth, gasping every time I moved to a new spot.
I was doing that; giving him so much pleasure that words were difficult. I rolled my hips and earned a deep groan of pleasure.
“You feel so good,” I growled, shifting to nip his earlobe.
