Page 63 of Tinsel Time Treasure
Junstin’s hands curled into the bedspread, his eyes closed and mouth parted as gasped and moaned. “Max… alpha…”
“Mine,” I growled. “My omega.”
“Yes… yes…”
He trembled beneath me, and I didn’t need to ask to know that he was about to come again. All it would take was my knot.
I needed to claim my mate, knot him, fill him. I draped myself over him again, fucking him hard and fast.
Justin’s head fell forward, and I couldn’t hold back. I roared as I surged forward, sinking my teeth into the back of his neck at the same time my cock exploded inside him, my knot locking us together while my balls emptied into him.
I was vaguely aware of him rocking against me, the pulses along my cock as he came again. Then everything went white as the pleasure continued to build and overwhelmed me.
Justin was humming softly as I became aware of our surroundings again. The sound was more content than I knew a person could be.
I released my bite and licked the wound a few times to clean it. Then I gently rolled us to our sides so I could spoon him while we both enjoyed the connection of the knot.
“That… was perfect,” Justin said softly. “I don’t think I ever imagined a better mating.”
“I don’t think I ever imagined a better man as my omega.”
He hummed again, shimmying back against me. Then he took my hand and rested it on his stomach.
I chuckled against his neck. “I think it’s too soon to feel our baby kicking, omega-mine.”
He turned his head and our eyes met. “Making sure you know where to put your hand on me.”
I rumbled softly and shifted to kiss him. “If that’s what you want, then I’ll hold you like this every night.”
“Including the knot?” he teased.
I grinned. “Hmm, make my mate scream in pleasure every night? What is an alpha to do?”
He returned my smile. “Hopefully knot his omega.”
“As if I could ever turn down such a request.”
He hummed again and turned in my arms, resting his head on my arm. He yawned. “I love you Max.”
I kissed the shell of his ear. “I love you too Justin.”
His stomach growled.
“Hey,” he muttered. “We were having a moment.”
I laughed. “We’ll get some food after a quick nap while we wait for my knot to go down.”
“What if I want another round?”
“Food to fuel the fun.”
“Good point.”
“Get some rest,” I murmured. “Somehow I don’t think we’re going to get much sleep tonight.”
“Promise?”
“Why sleep when I can spend the night pleasuring my new mate instead?”
