Chapter 11
Sebastian
I woke to the feel of warm lips against my temple. I smiled, feeling so cared for I could burst.
“Seb?” Gus’ raspy morning voice was always welcome, and I longed to hear it forever. “You need to drink something.”
Gus had fucked me so many times that I’d lost count of how many days my heat had lasted.
Then again, it could be months for all I cared.
I wanted Gus’ big alpha cock inside me forever, his magic cum pooling in my belly.
At least, it felt like magic cum because I always went out like a light as soon as he came inside me.
I could tell I truly needed something to drink, though.
“Please,” I whispered, my voice just as hoarse as his.
Gus’ hand cradled my face and helped me sip something sweet.
Apple juice. The liquid flowed easily down my throat, and I basked in Gus’ gentle way of taking care of me.
He’d truly surprised me. Not that I’d doubted he’d be kind and caring, but he was so perfect that even my imagination couldn’t have prepared me for just how attentive he was.
I craved it now. I wanted it for myself for all eternity.
But I could not keep Gus; I knew that. I also knew that if I could ever choose something for myself, I’d choose him.
“You’re doing so well,” he praised, petting my hair. “My beautiful king.”
I preened under his tender touch and soft-spoken words.
I truly was cherished by Gus. The fact that he obviously liked and cared for me didn’t help with my longing to keep him, but it did feel good to know this wasn’t just a duty for him.
Not anymore. It wasn’t for me either, but it would do me no good to linger on those thoughts.
“Did you eat?” I asked, finding him staring back at me with fondness.
“I did. I also prepared some bread for you with that strawberry gooey stuff you like so much.”
“Jam?” I grinned, already sitting up and ignoring my soreness. The thought of some freshly baked bread with my favorite topping was enough of a temptation to ignore any discomfort.
“Yes,” he beamed, standing from the bed to grab my plate. “They also brought us platters filled with fruit again.”
I made gimme hands at all the offerings. I somehow knew that this spike in hunger meant I was nearing the peak of my heat and that the actual breeding would happen soon, and so I ate with anticipation of what was to come.
“You need to fuel up plenty, too,” I told him, urging him with my elbow to finish more of his food. “It won’t be long now.”
Gus’ hungry gaze roamed over me, and even after he’d already fucked me senseless, he still seemed to crave more of me. I shivered and stuffed my mouth with some honey melon, too afraid of what my mouth would blurt out if I didn’t fill it with something.
“Want me to bathe you before the next wave?” Gus offered.
I’d been too drained to wash myself the last couple of times, and sometimes he’d just carried me into the tub, not even bothering with asking me if I wanted it or not.
Like he instinctively knew what I needed at any given moment.
It was freeing. I could just be and trust that my alpha had me.
“I think we should just focus on fueling up on energy. The bath can wait until after the peak happens.”
He eyed me with hunger and curiosity as he asked, “Is that when I breed you for real?”
I held my hand up to cover my mouth as I chewed my food and answered, “Yes, and you’ll feel it once you’ve accomplished it, too.”
“I will?” His eyes went wide with surprise.
I nodded. “My womb will open for you. I’m told it will feel amazing for both of us.”
Gus’ smile was shy as he admitted, “I like that we’ll experience it together for the first time.”
My heart skipped a beat at how honest he was.
I wished Gus had been my first for all my heats, but this heat was more important than all the others.
I dared admit that my advisors had picked the perfect alpha for me; they’d just gotten it wrong when they believed Gus to be simple-minded.
Gus was anything but. They might not see his mind for what it was, but my alpha was smarter than most, and I saw it all.
I was happy that Gus’ gentle character traits and wonderful personality would be forever part of my future child.
That way, I would always be reminded of him. Of my Gus.
Swallowing back the emotions, I smiled at him as I held out my hand to squeeze his. I knew it was just heat hormones tricking my body and mind into believing I’d fallen for him. “I am, too. Eat, my alpha. I can feel it coming.”
Gus hurried out of bed and rolled the trolley with food closer.
My eyes roamed over the many empty glasses of honey as Gus opened the next one, and, to my horror and horniness, chugged the whole thing down as if it was made to be drunk and not spread over bread.
I was about to ask him to slow down, but he simply opened the next one and devoured it, too, his tongue even licking the inside, making me squirm where I sat.
I felt both turned on and jealous. Fucking honey.
My slick had to be much better and healthier.
Speaking of my slick…
“Gus…” I whined, my plate forgotten in my lap as my fingers clenched into the sheets, a wave of pain thrashing through me, much more intense than all the previous.
I heard glass shatter, but ignored it as Gus pushed my plate on the floor, making it break as well. Then he was on me, folding me in half as his cock pushed into me, right where it belonged.
“Yes!” I screamed, feeling whole again. The pain subsided, and all I could feel now was pleasure as Gus thrusted into me, long and deep, so deep.
My womb was lower now, and I could feel his cockhead poking at it, the touch sending sparks of pleasure down my spine and all the way into my toes. I felt it everywhere.
“Mine,” Gus growled, his eyes penetrating mine, his wild need and hunger such a mesmerizing thing. How could he be gentle and possessive to the point where I could come just by looking at him?
“Yours,” I breathed, baring my neck for him again, longing for another mark on my skin. Another reminder that I truly was his.
Three loud knocks against the door had Gus’ rhythm faltering.
“Your Majesty!” Jerold’s unwelcomed voice called out, making Gus bare his teeth. “We just needed to check up on you! How are things progressing?”
“Leave!” Gus snarled, his alpha voice strong and commanding.
I moaned, unable to hide how much he affected me.
“Alpha Gus, we simply need to make sure—”
“Fuck off!” Gus roared. “My omega!”
I heard Clive whisper, “Oh dear,” but they seemed to have gotten the message loud and clear. They soon retreated, likely realizing Gus was so far gone in his primal need to protect me that they could very well end up dead if they continued to poke the bear.
I held both hands on his cheeks, urging him to look at me. “I’m yours.” His eyes met mine. “Breed me, my alpha.”
Gus’ instincts to breed, to fill me with his alpha seed, took over yet again, and I reveled in the feel of his cock meeting my womb. I knew this wave wouldn’t be it, but the next one definitely would. He was so close to penetrating it, to marking my insides in a way no alpha ever would again.
“Your hungry hole is milking me, Little Omega. Are you needy for my seed?”
“Yes! Gods, yes!” I felt so close to falling apart on his cock that just a nudge more of his perfect length against my womb, and I would tip over.
“I want you stuffed with my seed, Omega. Want you leaking with it.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I panted, and then it happened.
Gus’ cock rubbed the opening to my womb, just shy of penetrating it, and I shattered, screaming my ecstasy as I came, my cum painting my belly as Gus joined me, his roar more deafening this time.
Maybe it was delirium, but it felt like the bed was shaking beneath me.
His warm seed filled my insides, warming my womb with the promise of what was to come.
Gus stared down at me with sheer astonishment. Sweat dripped from his forehead and onto my chest. “Wow,” he smiled. “That was…”
“I know.” My chest heaved as I chased my next breath of air.
Gus fell forward, breathing hard against my fast-beating heart.
Then he rolled us over, his safe embrace swallowing me up.
This was pure bliss, and I never wanted it to end.
Gus pressed light kisses against my head, my neck, my shoulder, and although I knew this wasn’t love, I felt it all the same.
I felt loved, cherished. With a sated smile on my lips, I passed out, too content and drained to remain awake any longer.
I was drowning; there was simply no other explanation for what I felt. The rush of pain continued, making me whimper and cry out, then soothing words of praise filled my ears, until the pain was gone, replaced by pleasure so all-consuming I had to have died and gone to heaven.
“My omega,” Gus’ strained voice woke me, his cock already fucking into me, hips undulating in the sweetest kind of teasing, making his length rub against my womb over and over again.
“Gus!” I grabbed his ass cheeks to somehow force him deeper as he loomed over me. “Harder!”
He obeyed, his cock poking straight against my womb.
“More! Deeper! Fuck me like you mean it, Alpha! Stuff me so full of your seed I can fucking taste it!”
Gus roared and, somehow, lifted my hips without pause, his length now as deep as it could go. I felt a moment of disappointment that he still couldn’t penetrate my womb, but then he growled and slammed into me.
“Gus!” I screamed. His cock claimed my womb, penetrating it in one hard thrust, and then pleasure took over. The most blinding and unbelievable pleasure ever. My womb closed over his length, claiming it as it began milking him of his seed.
As he came, Gus’ animal-like howl rattled the bed and bedroom door like thunder tearing through the night. It was magnificent.
“My alpha,” I whined, feeling so happy that Gus would be the father of my son. So proud I could even feel tears beginning to form.
“Oh fuck! It feels like you’re squeezing me.”
“I am,” I panted, blinking away the tears. “My womb is filled with your alpha seed.”
He groaned, his eyebrows furrowing. “It feels amazing.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, as another orgasm closed in.
“Seb.” Awe mingled with possessiveness in Gus’ voice, and his cock pulsed inside my womb as he spilled more seed inside me.
I felt so damn full. It would honestly be a surprise if I weren’t pregnant by the end of my heat.
Part of me hoped I wasn’t just so I could keep Gus here for longer.
My womb contracted around his length, and I realized how truly torn I was.
I wanted Gus to stay, but I also longed to bear his son. The future heir.
Gus leaned down and kissed my neck, making me forget everything else as I came, my womb so full it felt like my release was a continuous string of pleasure rushing through me. Gus kept groaning every few minutes, releasing more of his cum into me.
This was bliss. This was heaven. This was what I’d been born for.
“Sleep, my king,” Gus spoke tenderly. “I’ll make sure you’re safe.
” He moved us, resting on his back with me sprawled on top of him.
He took the duvet and placed it over us, his hands caressing my back in gentle patterns, making me unable to stay awake any longer.
I smiled and decided to enjoy the rest of the heat with my alpha. However long it would last.