“Caleb?”
“Hmm?”
“I have a problem.” Seth straightened his legs. The rigid cock, a thing Caleb had been careful to avoid looking at, became fully visible. “I’m sorry. I don’t think it’s going to go away on its own.”
Caleb nuzzled the top of Seth’s head. “Don’t worry about it. It’s all perfectly natural, remember?”
“You’re not licking me now.”
He chuckled. There was something delightfully naïve still about this boy, regardless of his past. “Well the thing about dicks is that they have a mind of their own. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. And,” He hesitated. “I can help with that if you want.”
“Like you did last night?”
“Yeah. Do you want me to?” He held his breath, afraid of the answer either way. Touching Seth again, making him come, had been wonderful. But, he worried that he got too much pleasure from it himself. It felt like something he shouldn’t do, except if it made Seth happy…
By way of an answer, the omega took the hand pressed against his chest and pushed it down to where his cock bobbed. Caleb accepted the unspoken answer and wrapped his fingers around the slender shaft.
So warm and satiny. The cock pulsed in greeting. Caleb glided his fist slowly up the cock and flicked the slit with his thumb. Seth’s breath hitched and he bucked back against him, resting his head on Caleb’s shoulder. A pearly drop of pre-cum leaked out of the tip, and Caleb swiped it up before descending the shaft again. He repeated his efforts, but finding that there wasn’t sufficient lubricant for the kind of leisurely and smooth pace he wanted to set, he let go long enough to spit in his palm.
When he returned to Seth’s cock, he had an easier time of it. Conscious of how rough his hand was, he didn’t want to mar any part of this act with discomfort. Seth deserved care and pleasure only. He knew he was giving them to him when the boy moaned and arched against him. The boy’s small hands fisted the bedding beneath them, and his toes curled in response each time Caleb crested the cock.
More pre-cum leaked out, making the way even easier. The sight of the omega’s arousal was enough to goose Caleb’s own. His dick throbbed in its efforts to escape its confines. Caleb couldn’t help but squirm. Seth’s tempting ass was right where he needed it to be. All he had to do was to rub against it and maybe he could find his own release. Such a small thing that the boy might not even realize was happening, and really it wouldn’t do him any harm…except, no that was not right. Caleb had more self-control.
Concentrate on Seth’s pleasure. Work that dick, up and down. It won’t take much. Forget your own needs. You can wait.
“Caleb?”
Startled out of his own pep-talk, Caleb paused his hand. “Huh?”
The omega took in and let out a harsh breath. “Are you hard, too? Do you need to come?”
Chapter Eight
Shit.
“Caleb?”
Okay, so sitting there frozen like a scared deer and ignoring the question wasn’t going to work. “Ah, no, I’m fine.”
He squeezed the cock in his hand before sliding down to the root. Using his pinky finger, he tickled the tight balls hugged up against the omega’s body. The distraction worked. The boy shuddered and groaned. Perfect. All Caleb had to do now was pick up the pace and get Seth off.
“Are you sure?” The question came out in a rush of fluttery words.
Or, maybe not.
Before Caleb could once again deny that he needed any kind of release, Seth shoved back hard. His pert ass nailed Caleb’s straining dick with sufficient force to make Caleb yelp.
“S-sorry. Did I hurt you?” Any answer Caleb might have given became lodged in his throat as he rode the wave of not pain but pleasure. Seth, the little sadist, wiggled his ass. “I can feel you’re hard.”
Caleb wheezed as he worked the words out. His fingers flexed around Seth’s dick. “Don’t pay any attention to that. This,” he added with a bit of throat-clearing, “is all for you.”
“That’s not fair, though. Is it?”
Once more, Caleb’s brain worked to formulate a coherent reply. He didn’t get the chance to. With more strength and speed that Caleb would have credited him with, Seth slipped from his embrace and twirled himself around. He slung his legs over Caleb’s so that they were crotch-to-crotch. The boy pressed the heel of his hand against the bulge in Caleb’s jeans.
“Oh fuck!” Caleb issued the exclamation with his eyes closed, mostly because his vision had dimmed from that innocent, yet deadly, touch.
Seth pulled his hand back. “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?”
Caleb opened his eyes and stared into the omega’s concerned ones. “No, sweetheart, you didn’t. It’s just, um, intense, you know? When you touch me like that, I mean.”
That torturous hand returned, only this time, Seth fluttered his fingers lightly around the clasp of Caleb’s pants. The boy gnawed at his lower lip as he looked down. “Maybe we should take these off. It must be very uncomfortable for you to be confined like that.”
Caleb groaned again. He placed both hands on Seth’s back and slid them down to rest against the boy’s narrow hips. Except for the parts where he’d been attacked, everything about the omega was silky and alluring. Caleb hoped the rough flesh would smooth out. This boy’s beauty didn’t deserve permanent scarring.
He closed his eyes again. “Please don’t worry about me.”
The omega wrapped his arms around Caleb and rested his face in the crook of Caleb’s neck. “Why not? You’ve been so good to me. Why shouldn’t I be good to you?”
“Oh.” He rubbed his chin against Seth’s head. “You don’t have to pay me back for taking care of you. It doesn’t work that way here. I, um, figure that maybe things were different before for you. You’ve been made to service higher-ups in gratitude for their care and protection?”
A second or two ticked by before the omega nodded once.
Saddened at the confirmation, yet determined to change the way the omega saw the world, he kissed the boy’s head and nuzzled him some more. “That wasn’t right. You don’t ever have to give any part of your body to another unless you want to. That includes to me.”
“What if I want to?” That simple, innocent question was asked in a quiet voice that nevertheless shot right down to Caleb’s dick.
He froze. “You want to touch me?”
Again, Seth nodded. “Can’t we do it together?”
Before Caleb could respond, the boy reached between them and this time, unsnapped Caleb’s jeans. Then he lowered the zipper as much as he could given how tight the fabric was against the straining cock. The omega slid his finger and thumb inside to caress the slick head.
“Fuck!” Caleb exclaimed again. His fingers convulsed and squeezed the boy’s hips.
“Oh!” Seth said at the same time. “It’s so wet. Shall I suck it?”
That invitation was almost too wonderful to refuse. Yet, Caleb did. He didn’t want to be one more higher-ranked shifter to use the boy.
“I have a better idea.” Some niggling part of his mind still didn’t like the idea of having this abused omega do anything for him. But he had only so much willpower, and Seth’s interest in him did seem at least on some level genuine.
Using as much care as he could, he lifted the omega from his lap in order to yank off the jeans. It was a quick, awkward affair, yet he accomplished it with impressive speed. Overwhelming need made one capable of almost anything. Soon, Seth was straddling Caleb’s lap once more, only this time, both their cocks were unfettered. They squared off in a looming battle that would lead to both of them being victorious.
Seth’s thin chest heaved with heavy breaths. “You’re so big.”
He ran a reassuring hand down the boy’s back. “I promise it will never hurt you.”
The boy licked his lips before reaching out and wrapping his hand around the wide base of the shaft. “I couldn’t take quite all of it down.” He flicked his gaze up. “You know that m
orning when I sucked you off? I tried, but…”
“It’s okay. Forget about that. Please. I should have stopped you.”
Seth didn’t seem to be listening. He jerked the cock slowly in a way that caused Caleb’s eyes to cross. “No, it was good. You didn’t choke me with it.” He ran the edge of his thumb through Caleb’s weeping slit. “I didn’t have a chance to get a really good look at it. It’s, um, impressive.”
Caleb chuckled. “No, what’s impressive is how quickly you’re going to make me come if you keep doing that.”
The hand stopped, although the warmth of it still enveloped his rod. It would almost be enough to simply stay here, held like that.
“Isn’t that what you want, to come? It’s what I want,” Seth added in a whisper. “If that’s okay?”
Is what okay? Caleb’s ever-scrambling brain couldn’t keep up with the conversation. Did Seth mean he wanted to come himself or that he wanted Caleb to come? Or both? Yeah, probably both. Of course, both. Gods, he was a freaking moron to sit there, not moving, not answering.
Grabbing Seth’s dick, he tugged with a quick motion. “We’ll do it together. Okay? You jerk me, and I’ll jerk you.”
A shy little smile ghosted across the omega’s lips. “Okay.”
That agreement shredded the last of Caleb’s reserve. He set the pace for them, stroking Seth’s cock with a quick, sure rhythm that gradually built in speed. Although the omega lacked the breadth of Caleb’s fingers, he kept pace easily. He lavished Caleb’s shaft with a singular devotion that had him clinging tightly to the boy with his free hand to keep from falling over.
Their bodies soon stuck to each other chest-to-sweaty-chest, their breaths mingling and a duet of moans rising. Their hands mashed together as they leaned forward with hips bucking wildly. Caleb lost himself in the incredible sensation of their bodies not quite joining, yet not separate, either. He cupped Seth’s ass, squeezed and used the hold as leverage to pull him even closer.
With his eyes shut tight, he had no trouble conjuring up an image of their being truly fused together. He would only have to lift the boy, turn him around…and just the thought of slamming his cock into that small hole waiting for him brought him to climax. He shouted and lurched forward, tumbling them into a tangled heap of limbs.
The moment his dick let loose a string of cum, so did Seth’s. The boy gave a more muted cry, but his cum was no less hot and sticky as it ran over Caleb’s fingers. He opened his hand and wrapped his fingers around Seth’s so that he held both their spasming cocks within his palm. Their cum mingled and so did their hands. The extra stimulation of their rubbing dicks gave him a second, mini-climax.
Seth whimpered into Caleb’s chest, making him freeze.
“Are you all right?” He blinked his eyes open and looked down at the trembling body pressed against him. “Seth, sweetheart, did I hurt you?”
Alarm slamming into him, Caleb freed his hand and tried to move the omega to see for himself. He cursed inwardly at how careless he’d been with the recovering boy. But, instead of letting Caleb roll him over, the omega buried himself closer into Caleb.
Seth slung his arm across Caleb’s waist and shuddered. “So good,” he murmured.
Then there was silence until Caleb realized that the omega had fallen fast asleep.
****
“Caleb! Got a minute?”
He stopped mid-step and looking over his shoulder, he saw Lorcan striding toward him. “Sure, Alpha.” He turned to Seth, who stood by his side, running a towel over his wet hair. “Go on back to the shed. I’ll join you as soon as I’m done talking to the alpha.”
“Okay.” Seth had been pretty quiet since he’d woken from his nap. He backed away, his gaze skipping over to the approaching alpha, before leaving.
The sight of the boy’s back caused a strange worry in him. He felt the urge to chase after him, keep him in his sight. Knowing that wasn’t an option, he returned his attention to the alpha. “What’s up, sir?”
He stressed a little that he was about to be called out over Seth’s bad behavior with Will. His concern was not for himself, but for Seth. He’d been careful about keeping the omega away from the others for the remainder of the day, bringing dinner to the shed himself and taking Seth to shower when everyone else was eating.
Lorcan stopped by his side and watched Seth’s retreating back. “Just checking in. How’s it going?”
“Good. The shed’s comfortable, and Seth’s had quite a bit to eat. We’re coming back from a shower. It’s the first time the poor kid’s had the chance to use hot water and soap in nearly a year, so he really enjoyed it.”
He didn’t bother to add that the omega had been a mess from their mutual jerk-off session.
“Glad to hear that.” Lorcan looked at him expectantly, as if he thought there was more to say.
Assuming word had already filtered to the alpha about Seth’s aggression, he decided to own up to it. It was critical that he be honest with the alpha anyway. Protecting the pack took precedent over all other considerations.
He scratched at his ear. “So, there was a bit of a rocky start to things, actually.” When Lorcan merely raised his eyebrows, Caleb plowed on. “Will brought food and clothing earlier this afternoon, and Seth had a little freak-out.”
Lorcan folded his arms across his chest. “In what way?”
“He growled. Only a little. I put a stop to it immediately, and I swear to you, Alpha, Will was never in any danger.”
“I have no doubt of that. For the record, Will said nothing. It was Finn who caught the lingering scent of stress off his mate. You can imagine how unhappy he was about that.”
“Yes, sir, I can. Is he, ah, looking for retribution?”
Lorcan sighed. “No. He understands that Seth is coming off a hard year of feral living. By the same token, he figures the boy needs a strong hand to keep him in line, help him relearn what it means to live in a pack. I’ve assured him you can handle that job.”
“I’m on it, Alpha. I promise.”
“Good. To that end, I’m taking you off sentry rotation for the foreseeable future. Your prime duty is to assimilate that omega in the pack. I assume he wants that?”
Caleb grimaced. “I don’t think he knows what he wants, sir. From what I can tell, his old pack treated him not much better than Mangus did Will. I’m not surprised he ran away, and I don’t think he believes quite yet that this pack isn’t like that.”
A furious look crossed Lorcan’s face. “I don’t understand how some in our species can treat others so viciously. It’s not even primitive so much as inexplicably cruel. Evil, even.” He nodded once at Caleb. “Do what you have to, take as much time as you need, to help that boy settle in. You need to show him the way his world should be.”
“Sure thing, Alpha, only...”
“What?”
“Now that he’s around you, I’m worried he’ll go into heat before he’s accepted his place here. I don’t know how he’d react to that kind of pressure.” He pursed his lips as he pondered the problem. “He told Will that he’d never been bred. I have no idea if that helps or hurts us timewise.”
“Me neither. I spoke with Andrea about this earlier. She said Seth’s malnourishment could work against his ability to go into heat. We have that going in our favor.” A look of pride crossed his face. “On the other hand, I did send my mate into his first heat within an hour of meeting him. I’ll give Seth a wide berth to be safe.”
Thanks, Alpha, on all fronts. I’ll keep you posted on how things go.”
As he watched Lorcan leave, he couldn’t help but wonder what the guy would think of the kind of care Caleb had given the boy that afternoon. And, how might stimulating an omega affect his reaction to the alpha’s proximity? Was it irresponsible of him to awaken that dormant part of the omega’s body?
Being gamma, Caleb had no idea how omega physiology worked. He knew they were mindless when in heat, desperate to be mounted and conceive a pup. Everyone kne
w that. It was the kind of thing gammas joked about with sly winks and lascivious laughter. They never discussed whether omegas had sexual needs any other time or even if they needed to climax to become pregnant. There was nothing amusing in that topic, he supposed.
He could always consult with Andrea. He tried picturing talking to the kindly, older woman about arousing Seth and making him come. The “ick” factor was high. Never comfortable around females to begin with, he couldn’t imagine having such a personal conversation even with someone trained in healing.
No, the only answer was to put the brakes on that kind of activity or risk putting Seth into heat. Maybe with this added incentive to do what was right, he could actually keep his hands to himself. Seth was strong enough to take care of himself now, and although Caleb had a duty to stick by the boy’s side, that didn’t necessitate playing with his dick.
Resolved to keep his distance, Caleb returned to the shed and found Seth sitting naked on the pallet, brushing his hair. The sight of all that tempting skin threatened to derail his new plan. It didn’t help that his cock was already eagerly awaiting a new jerk-off session. Fortunately, he was wearing a T-shirt sufficiently long to cover his burgeoning erection from Seth’s sharp eyes.
He forced a casual expression onto his face. “Hi. I bet you feel better after that shower, eh?” Gods, how lame he sounded. Too cheerful by half.
Seth nodded and putting his brush down, started braiding his hair. “Do I have to leave?” He asked the question looking at the floor, and his fear was obvious.
“No, sweetheart.” Damn, why did that word keep popping out of his mouth? That was so not the way to put distance between them. “Why would you think that?”
He moved into the far back of the shed and settled down on a rug that the sigma had put down. It wasn’t going to be as comfortable as the pallet, but no way he was going to share that bed with the omega.
“Because I growled at the beta’s mate.”
“Oh, well, yeah, we’ve already been over why that was a bad idea. And, I’m not going to lie to you and say the subject didn’t come up with the alpha just now, because it did. Finn, Will’s mate, scented his stress, so that’s not good. Sires get really pissy when their breeding mates are threatened.”
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