“I need to check on him tomorrow.”
“Of course, you do. You’ll take care of him. You always have.”
“I took care of him too well, maybe. That’s what Urho thinks,” Jason said softly. His memories of the hours he and Xan spent naked and enjoying their bodies together flipped through his mind. It had meant so much less to him, and so much more to Xan. He still felt guilty to have broken his best friend’s heart.
“Urho is often a fool. I thought you knew that by now,” Vale said, rising from the table and coming to put his arms around Jason. “A very stubborn, blind fool.”
Jason let Vale kiss his neck, and then he pulled away to set the table. “No distractions. You’re going to eat tonight, and you’re going to eat well.”
Vale crossed his finger over his chest, “Cross my heart or poke a needle in wolf-god’s eye.”
Jason put aside his worry for his friend and concentrated on taking care of his beautiful, pregnantÉrosgápe. He could see just the smallest start of a bulge in Vale’s abdomen. He wasn’t even sure it had been there yesterday. He wanted to kneel down and kiss it.
He wanted to keep Vale and the baby safe. And Xan, too.
But for now, all he could do was make sure Vale ate his dinner. And so, he would.
Vale fingered himselfopen as he watched Jason sleep.
The pregnancy hormones had started to drive him a bit batty lately. The mere scent of Jason when he walked in the door made slick burst from his glands, and his cock grow fat. It was almost as intense as it had been when they’d first found each other, but a great deal easier than heat.
Still, the constant itch of low-grade arousal was distracting, and being woken from sleep with a hard-on and a wet hole was frustrating as wolf’s own hell, especially when Jason was sound asleep and oblivious to Vale’s need.
With one leg hitched on Jason’s hip, he studied Jason’s sleeping face—golden lashes pressed against his high cheekbones, lips still puffy from the long blow job he’d administered to Vale at bedtime, and that flush to his cheeks that made him look almost as young as the day they’d met. Vale let out a soft moan, shoving as deep as he could inside himself, pressing against his sensitive slick glands, and twitching his hips back and forth against the pads of his fingers. It wasn’t as deep or as good as when Jason did it for him, but it was pleasurable all the same. He slipped his other hand beneath his loose pajama shirt and tweaked his slightly swollen nipples. They were more sensitive than ever as the hormones raged in him, and he could easily come just from Jason’s mouth on them now. Omegas were truly lucky that way.
The tension in his legs gave way to twitching, and he held back a groan. Jason’s soft breathing picked up slightly as though he might be dreaming of something strenuous, and then his eyes popped open, blue and piercing even in moonlight.
It took only a moment for him to understand what was happening, and without a word, he turned Vale onto his back, moved between his legs and pressed his thighs back. Shoving his pajama pants down, Jason thrust inside and Vale gasped as that hard, perfectly formed cock slid in, milking his slick glands and causing his hips to start twitching convulsively.
Jason kissed his cheek and pushed his shirt up, revealing the small bulge that was showing now. He began to tweak Vale’s nipples until his legs were shaking against Jason’s heaving sides and pleasure exploded in him, all perfect obliteration and shivering nerve endings.
They fucked in the quiet of the night, the only noises Vale’s soft cries and the slap of their bodies. Jason remained silent and calm, his body moving as hard and fast as Vale needed it and slowing again to drag out the pleasure. Time slipped by, and Vale was wet all over from sweat, slick, and his own cum. Yet Jason continued to fuck him steadily, no madness or loss of control to his rhythm.
Vale felt as though he’d lifted slightly out of his skin, pulsing with bliss that he couldn’t contain, and shaking all over. His thighs and hips, his stomach and arms quivered so hard that his cries were tremulous, too. Jason was relentless, and when Vale shattered for what had to be the tenth time, and as the dawn cracked the sky open outside their bedroom window, Jason finally withdrew, took a few calming breaths, and then pushed back in with a frenzy.
He shot deep into Vale, clutching his hips, jolting with strong pulses, and shouting at the ceiling. When it passed, he fell to the side, one hand going to Vale’s hole and pushing fingers inside like always, and another climbing into Vale’s hair. He tugged Vale into a kiss that lasted a long time, saliva and tongues and whispers helping them down from the heights.
“Satisfied yet?” Jason said, his voice like sandpaper. “Think you can sleep now?”
Vale whimpered an answer and closed his eyes, and Jason laughed.
“Think we’ll survive this pregnancy with how horny we are now?” Jason asked. “I can’t keep my hands off you.”
“Mmm,” Vale agreed. “Neither can I.”
“Given that I woke to find you with your fingers up your sweet asshole, and playing with your nipples, I believe that.”
“I meant off you,” Vale said. “But I guess I’m guilty as charged.”
“Nothing to be guilty of. That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever woken to see. In fact, just thinking about it is making me a little hard again.”
Vale huffed. “Oh, no, darling. Not more. I’m wrung out.”
Jason smirked and leaned over, licking Vale’s nipples. “Are you sure? Not one more round? We haven’t fucked until dawn since the first year.” His tongue tickled Vale’s nipple again, and his asshole quivered eagerly.
“Oh, wolf-god, you’re a brat.”
Jason committed himself to Vale’s nipples and before long Vale was begging for Jason to slide his cock back inside. There was no other pleasure as profound as Jason’s body inside his own. No other joy. Except perhaps knowing that he grew inside his womb the knitted together proof of their love.
