Thank the Goddess for Nix.
Leo almost comes then, barely saving it for his mate. The absence of that weird emptiness is such a relief it feels like pleasure, and it makes his cock ache in a surge of intense ecstasy that should be an orgasm but isn’t. It makes him moan desperately, long and low.
Nix goes to his knees, scrabbling for the front of his jeans.
“Help.”
Leo rolls onto his back, and together, they get his jeans down.
His omega wastes no time, taking Leo’s cock in his mouth the way to the root, hollowing his cheeks as he pulls off.
“So good. More…please.” Leo begs, sinking his fingers into the rug and trying to be still.
Nix easily sucks him down over and over, swallowing so that Leo can feel his throat constrict on the head of his cock.
Suddenly, Nix is pulling off and yanking his own pants from around his ankles in a flurry. Leo had been fairly close to release, and now there’s a twinge in his balls at the delay.
“Nix? Wha—”
“Wanna ride you. Wanted to do that before, when I bit you.”
Nix glows all over in the low light of the late afternoon sun. Leo can deny him nothing—not now, and maybe never.
“Fuck, yes.”
The skin on the inside of his thighs is soft as he straddles Leo’s hips, and he puts all his weight in one hand on Leo’s chest so he can reach back and hold Leo’s cock.
Looking up underneath his lashes, Nix smiles. Leo wants to close his eyes so he can focus on the feeling, but he has to watch Nix’s face as his omega sits down in one smooth glide.
“Ohhhhh.” Eyes rolled back and teeth stuck in his bottom lip, he’s incendiary.
Leo hasn’t topped that often—not that he doesn’t like it. It’s that he’d much rather have a cock in his ass andnohand on his cock.
Leo can come untouched, and he prefers it. But holy fuck, this hot, wet, burning heat is unlike anything he’s ever felt.
Nix’s hole sucks him in, and when his mate sits up to grind down in an infinity pattern, Leo’s dick rubs against Nix’s velvety walls.
This might just move to the top of his list of favorite things—at least until Nix shifts, pinning Leo’s hands over his head.
“I’m going to hold these tight, and I want you to fuck me.Hard.”
He squeezes Leo’s wrists until the bones grind, causing Leo to gasp.
Nix holds himself up, and Leo has to get his feet underneath him and thrust up.
How can he know exactly what Leo needs? How is he so perfect?
“Come on. You can do better than that.”
Nix doesn’t move down to meet him—just stays still, hovering, moaning his praise, the grip on his wrists tightening and releasing in tiny pulses that only serve to remind Leo he’s restrained.
His thigh muscles burn, and he’s determined his omega will come before he stops.
“Omega. Please.”
Nix gives a full-body shudder, moving his hand so he can feel where they are joined. Those hot fingers join Leo’s cock inside the tight ring of muscle for just a minute, and it shoots fire up Leo’s spine.
Nix removes them so he can pump his own cock, slippery with slick.
