And that was it. Jace couldn’t hold back any longer. Moving away from the wall, he backed up against the bed until the mattress struck the backs of his knees and he fell onto it. Keiran stayed on top of him, staring down into his eyes. “Look at us,” he said. “You almost died and I’m getting fat. Some rulers of the predator kingdom we’ll be, huh?”
You do have a point. I just wish my father felt well enough to see this through. I want to know what he would do. What he would think.
“Hey!” Keiran roughly patted at Jace’s face, bringing him back to reality. “Don’t go all dreamy-eyed on me! It’s time to have sex!”
Jace brought his head back to Keiran, their lips touching once more. “Oh, is it?” he teased. “Is that what this tiny thing poking my leg means?”
The omega leaned forward and lightly bit at Jace’s neck. It felt incredibly naughty to have done to him what he was meant to have done to him, sending a thrill racing through his entire body. He rolled them both over so that he was on top now, grinning when he saw that Keiran’s lips were swollen from being kissed so hard.
“What are you going to do now?” Jace asked. He wriggled his hips, not putting his full weight on the omega but letting him feel the pressure of his body. “I’ve got you right where I want you.”
Keiran giggled. “Well, maybe I have you right where I want you. Did you ever think about that?”
“I have, extensively.” Jace grabbed at the front of Keiran’s shirt and tore it open, tossing the garment across the room before moving down to do the same to his pants. Those ended up dangling from the ceiling fan. Jace lifted up onto his knees to undress himself as well, loving the way their skin rasped together.
He started to lean down to kiss his lover again, but was stopped when a small hand pushed against his chest from beneath. He paused and looked quizzically at Keiran, releasing his grip as the omega wriggled away from him. “I think this is the most we’ve ever switched positions. Is something wrong?”
Keiran blushed. His cheeks turned red as blood rose to his face. “It’s just that it’s kind of uncomfortable being on my back right now. I’m sorry.”
Jace shook his head. “It’s okay. It has to be rough. Do you want to be on top, like we did the first time?”
Keiran nodded. Jace smiled and grabbed at the omega, pulling the smaller man on top of him. Keiran kissed him and then trailed the kiss down Jace’s neck, licking at him with his soft, wet tongue. Jace trembled and slid his fingers into the other’s soft hair, caressing his shoulders and upper back while those kisses delivered from soft lips ghosted down his body. Lower and lower, between his pecs and over his stomach. He encountered the trail of dark hairs that led down from Jace’s navel and followed it all the way down until his chin brushed against his cock.
Jace gasped and arched his back up, trying to guide Keiran, but the omega only continued to tease him with more of those kisses that went all the way up his length. He felt each one as a burst of fire, making his thighs quiver. The last kiss landed on his tip and stayed there, those lips parting to pull the throbbing head inside. Keiran didn’t suck, not yet, and he didn’t use his tongue, but he pulled the kiss away so that the swollen head slid free from his lips with an audible sound and it was enough to make Jace clutch at his hair and cry out.
“Dammit! You fucking little tease! Suck me!”
Keiran chuckled, hot breath searing against Jace’s balls. “If you say so!” he murmured, and took Jace’s tip into his mouth again, flicking his tongue around its soft-and-hard texture. The sounds of pleasure he made were a softer echo of the animalistic grunts pulling from Jace’s throat. His hips started to buck of their own accord, dangerously close to finishing already.
His pleasure mounted even further as Keiran slowly took on more of him, holding his shaft in one small hand and guiding as much as he could into his mouth. He sucked hard, the pressure of his mouth increasing the suction. Groaning, Jace clutched harder at the hair caught in his fists and tugged upon it, trying to bring Keiran down even further so that he could take in more.
Keiran resisted, sucking away happily on what he had in his mouth and occasionally sliding his tongue across it.
Jace hadn’t ever felt anything so good in his entire life. He struggled to keep a grip on his control, to keep from coming yet. He wanted more of it, and he wanted to feel his tip strike against the back of Keiran’s throat. He ached deep in his loins to bury himself in Keiran’s ass with the omega captured beneath him, powerless and screaming in the throes of ecstasy that only he could provide. At the same time, he never wanted this moment to end. His thoughts were somewhere else, breath caught in his throat so that bright pulses of color flashed behind his eyelids. It was beautiful.
They were beautiful together.
Suddenly, he felt teeth grazing against his skin and cried out loud enough to be heard all throughout the fifth floor of the castle. It was too much to hold back anymore and his hips bucked up, shoving his cock past the hold of Keiran’s suction and hitting the back of his throat. Keiran made a soft sound, somewhere between a choke and a growl of pleasure, unable to draw away with Jace’s hands holding him there.
The alpha cried out again and again as spasms shook through him, spilling his seed into the mouth of his boyfriend, who took it all eagerly. His cries softened as the spasms faded and he slumped down onto his back, though tremors still raced through his body.
“Fuck,” he murmured. He could hardly open his eyes. Everything tingled. “You’re so good.”
Something soft touched his face, and he struggled against his eyelids to see Keiran’s deep blue eyes right in front of his, stray golden hairs hanging down between them. Their noses nuzzled together, a gesture of sweetness in the middle of so much heat. Jace felt his heart ache, but in a strangely satisfying way, like when his tongue cramped after eating something with too much sugar.
They kissed, and he tasted himself on his omega’s lips. Salt, to counteract the sweet. It was something no alpha should have ever done, because it was submissive to taste cum, but he allowed it anyway because, between them, such things didn’t matter. They were more than just alpha and omega. To consider themselves in only that way was still to be separate, and they were one.
It’s nice to break rules every once in a while.
“Want more?” Keiran teased.
At that, Jace felt his dick start to twitch and move in an attempt to rise again. Fire raced through his body but different than before, mellowed and loving rather than intense. “Hell, yes,” he growled. “I think it’s your turn.”
Keiran’s eyes danced with his laughter, sparkling like light on water. “You’re going to suck my dick?”
Jace laughed out loud and grabbed Keiran around the waist, kissing him again fiercely. “No, but I have an idea. Tell me how comfortable this is.”
Keiran waited patiently while Jace shifted them around. They ended up in a classic position, with Keiran on his hands and knees with his ass up in the air, while Jace crouched behind him. It wasn’t one that Jace preferred, and not one they practiced often, since he preferred to be able to look into the face of the person he had sex with, but if it served the purpose...
Keiran wiggled his ass. “Oh, this is comfy. I could sleep like this tonight.”
“If you do, you’ll wake up to find me pounding you.” Jace grabbed two handfuls of the small, round ass before him and gave it a squeeze so the omega could feel the pressure of his nails. He thought that he liked his boyfriend’s body even more now that he’d filled out some from his pregnancy, and wondered if he could convince the omega to keep a few extra pounds after giving birth. The contrast felt nice, soft yielding beneath him.
Wiggling his ass again, Keiran tucked his face down into the mattress. Jace rose up behind him and held onto his waist again to brace them both while guiding the tip of his erection between those full cheeks. The fit was perfect, their bodies having grown used to one another after almost-nightly sex.
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“Give it to me!” the omega growled. The sound of his voice was like being stroked in and of itself, so smooth it was almost a purr.
Smiling to himself, Jace slid himself deep inside Keiran and started to thrust. He felt every relaxed ridge of Keiran’s most intimate orifice gliding over his length, stroking him to new heights. Keiran rocked beneath him, pushing back as Jace thrust and moving away again when the alpha did. The rhythm was perfect, given a metronome to follow by the measured slaps of ass against thigh.
Jace felt his control slip only after a minute, and Keiran sensed the lapse as well. His ass muscles tensed, grabbing at Jace and bringing the starbursts behind his eyelids out into their full, explosive glory. It was like a firework display in the darkness as he spilled himself for a second time, and he dimly heard Keiran do the same beneath him.
Their bodies slumped down together, Jace still snuggled deep inside Keiran’s ass. He buried his face in the soft, downy hairs on the back of the omega’s neck and nuzzled around, pressing soft kisses here and there.
“Now this?” Keiran said. “This is uncomfortable. You’re heavy. Eat a vegetable every once in a while, baby.”
Laughing, Jace withdrew from Keiran and rolled off him to land on his side. “I have to save all the vegetables for you, since you’re supposed to eat healthy for the baby.”
Keiran grumbled, nestling against Jace’s stomach and curling up into a ball. Jace wrapped himself around the other and they drifted off to sleep together.
A few hours later, Jace opened his eyes and peered around in the darkness of his bedroom. Moonlight filtered in through the gap in the curtains, allowing his nocturnal eyes to see every corner of the room. He strained his senses, but couldn’t detect any threat. Body relaxing, he reached out one arm to cuddle Keiran to him.
His hand slid over rumpled covers without encountering the omega, though he did feel a faint warmth that signaled he hadn’t been gone very long.
Where have you gone off to?
He reached out with that special awareness they had between them. It was so faint still because they weren’t officially bonded, but it was present all the same, and he didn’t pick up on anything that would have been a cause for alarm. No pain, no particularly strong emotions.
All the same, he sat up in bed and resolved to be awake enough to welcome Keiran when he returned. The omega was safe enough in the castle and wouldn’t welcome Jace interfering in whatever he was doing out of bed. He might have just gotten up to use the bathroom, since all he did anymore was pee.
Sure enough, a faint sliver of light framed the bathroom door, signaling that the omega was inside. Jace waited, listening, but as the seconds dragged by, and when he didn’t hear the toilet flushing or water running in the sink, he started to feel uneasy. When the warmth on the other side of the bed faded away entirely, he rolled off the bed and padded over to the bathroom. Floorboards creaked beneath his feet, muffled only slightly by thick carpeting.
“Keiran? Baby, you in there?”
No verbal answer came but, now that he stood closer, he heard labored breathing and feared the worst. Panic hummed in his throat like a disturbed hive of bees; he grabbed the knob and barged right in.
Keiran sat on the floor with his back to the tub, small and pale with his face gone gray. His chest heaved with shallow breathing, pulled in through flaring nostrils. Jace dropped down to his knees with a thump, pain rattling through his newly-healed body, and took the omega by the shoulders to look into his eyes. “What’s going on? Is it the baby? Are you in labor?”
“No,” Keiran groaned. “I wish. Then all of this would be over.”
Though he worried still, Jace sagged with relief against the wall. Their child wasn’t due for another few months. For it to come so early would certainly mean death. But something was wrong, so he straightened up again and wove his fingers through Keiran’s sweat-dampened hair. The muscles up high on the back of his neck were so tight it was like rubbing steel. “Then, what’s wrong? Do you feel okay?”
“I’m fine.”
Clearly lying.
Just then, Jace became aware of a sour smell in the air. His nose twitched, recognizing it immediately. Bile. Protectiveness surged through him and his stroking through the omega’s hair became even gentler. “You’re not fine,” he said. “You’re sick again. I’m sorry all this is so hard on you.”
To his surprise, Keiran smiled and then groaned, clutching his stomach. “I never was one to choose the easy path in life, huh?”
“I guess I wasn’t either.” Jace lightly felt Keiran’s forehead but couldn’t detect any heat. No illness then. Only morning sickness, which was bad enough. He stood and grabbed a washcloth from the towel closet, dampening the rag in water; coming back to the omega, he lifted up his face and gently wiped it clean of sweat and saliva.
“Jace...”
“Hush,” Jace said. His heart ached for his lover. “You’re always helping others. You even saved my life. Maybe you should let me take care of you for once, huh?”
“I don’t plan on getting into any battles.”
“No, this one fight is hard enough, isn’t it?” Jace placed the rag aside and lifted his boyfriend into his arms, carrying him back to bed and forcing him to lie down with one hand firmly against his chest. He felt Keiran’s heartbeat under his fingers and let his touch linger while leaning down to press their foreheads together. Moving away again, he brought back a glass of water and forced the other to drink down half of it. “Do you need anything else? Are you hungry?”
“No.” Keiran’s gaze met his. “Just cuddle me?”
Jace was only too happy to oblige, sliding up under the covers and enfolding the other man in his arms. He tucked Keiran’s head underneath his chin, listening to the sound of his breathing until it evened out into a gentle rhythm of sleep. Only then did he allow himself to follow.
The morning was somewhat better, though Keiran seemed worse for wear and had been restless most of the night. He refused to get up out of bed, staring blankly at the wall while Jace peered at him worriedly and tried to coax him out of bed. “Come on, baby. You have to get up. My baby’s baby needs food to grow big and strong.”
Keiran only groaned and pulled the covers up over his head. “I don’t want to eat.”
“You don’t want to or can’t?”
“Is there a difference?”
“No.”
Jace restrained an impatient growl. That wasn’t the right way to handle Keiran, and especially not when he was hormonal and feeling sick. That female council woman was right. Pregnant wolves could be unpredictable. There had been more than one tragic death as the result of an omega being pushed when an omega shouldn’t be pushed. “I think as a healer that you know how important this is.”
That was the wrong thing to say, apparently. Keiran glared at him from beneath the covers, only one angry eye visible in the shadows beneath. “Don’t taunt me! You know I wasn’t allowed to be a doctor. Abigail is the expert.”
Jace held his tongue. It also wasn’t the time to tell Keiran that they were so far having no luck locating his friend Abigail. He’d instructed his advisor to keep searching, but there were quite a few small villages at the southern border of Dexus and none of them had names.
Instead of arguing with the omega any further, Jace headed out of the bedroom and walked down the stairs by himself to reach the meal hall. A few others ate breakfast in the room, though most had already finished. He stood there and waited until a servant noticed him a moment later and abandoned his food cart to scurry over.
Bowing hastily, he said, “Prince Jace! Is there something you need?”
“Yes, actually. I have a bit of an unusual request.”
The servant nodded eagerly, looking as if he were about to fall over in his desire to help him. “Of course, of course! Anything I can do to help, sir.”
Jace shifted his feet, suddenly feeling awkward. It wasn’t so much shyness at having such an odd request a
s it was the fact that he suddenly realized the gap between himself and this food servant. He was being treated as if he wasn’t a person, as if the servant thought that messing up would be the death of him, even though Jace had never been unkind to any of the staff. It wasn’t right.
“You can relax, you know,” he said, suddenly. “I don’t bite, even if I am known as Prince Moody.”
The servant covered his mouth, looking astonished and like he didn’t know whether to laugh or falsely reassure Jace that no one called him that. It was better than that nervous, over-eager expression, at least.
“I was wondering how much you knew about... uh... food. Since you serve food for a living.”
And now the servant did laugh, lowering his hand. “I know a lot, Prince. Can you be more specific?”
No reason not to come right out with it, since everyone knew about him and Keiran. “My boyfriend spent all night nauseated, and he doesn’t feel like eating this morning. I need to find something for him to eat that he can stomach. Do you have any suggestions?”
The servant thought over it for a moment. “I think I have an idea. Soup will be easy for him to digest, especially if he has a lot of crackers with it.”
“Breakfast isn’t exactly the time for soup, is it? I don’t suppose you have any prepared.”
The servant laughed softly. “We don’t, but I can prepare some for you. And I don’t know how true this is, but I believe I heard somewhere that nausea is tied to smell. Cold foods have less of a smell, so perhaps if I included a little dish of ice cream? Lure him to start eating with that, and then see if he’ll take the crackers.”
Jace smiled. “That will do it then.”
“I can send someone up to you with the food in a few minutes.”
The servant started to move away, but Jace reached out to stop him. “Don’t bother,” he said. “I’ll take it up to him myself. Just bring me a tray and I’ll do it.”
“Very romantic of you,” the servant said, and then covered his mouth again. Jace smiled and the other man flashed a tentative smile in return before scurrying off.
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