Chapter 15
Sebastian
The sweet scent of vanilla and orange blossom filled my bathroom, erasing the scent of Elias’ birth from my mind as I relaxed into the warm water.
I still couldn’t believe Elias was now a father.
We’d grown up together, me two years older, but still.
He’d always just been there, been the one I could tell everything to and know with certainty that my words would remain locked between us.
But things had changed lately. I had changed.
I knew my feelings for Gus were forbidden and unrealistic, and still I longed to tell Elias.
I’d hoped I could’ve done so today, but then he’d gone into labor.
I knew he wouldn’t blame me for them or judge me, yet I still felt anxious.
Was it because speaking it out loud would make it real and not just a fantasy in my mind, a silly dream?
Sighing, I closed my eyes, ignoring my aching heart.
As soon as Elias recovered from the birth of his son, I’d tell him.
I’d seen the way his alpha—because I might as well refer to him as that—had been handed the newborn and cuddled him against his chest with clear love and adoration in his eyes.
The doctor and nurse hadn’t even batted an eye at the display.
The way the huge alpha had cradled the fragile newborn in his arms only confirmed what I was already suspecting after having spent time with Gus: there was no reason an alpha would hurt his own baby or any child, for that matter.
I saw it written all over the alpha guard’s face.
No, but he would hurt anyone who ever dared to lay a finger on his son.
I wished Gus were with me. Somehow, my bathtub felt too big without my alpha. Too empty. I felt empty. When I’d left Elias’ room, it was with a feeling of jealousy and heartbreak. What I wouldn’t give to have Gus with me when I gave birth. And not just then. I wanted him with me always.
Standing from the tub, water dripped down my body as I made my way over to my towel and robe.
I was determined to keep Gus close by for as long as I could.
I doubted he could sleep in my room, not with my advisors already breathing down my neck, but he could eat with me.
Maybe not all three meals, but breakfast and dinner would certainly do.
I often ate my lunch with my advisors or while working in my study.
Hopefully, Gus would find someone to keep him company then.
With my mind made up and only thirty minutes until dinner was served, I quickly dressed in some casual clothes, or casual for me, since I still couldn’t bear the feel of anything against my body.
But I was the king, and I couldn’t exactly walk around naked.
I then made my way down the hallway to Gus’ room, begging the universe that he was inside so I wouldn’t use energy I didn’t have to track my alpha down.
Gus stumbled out of his room as I approached, his eyes wide as he seemed to search for something. His gaze found mine almost immediately, and I thought I saw relief in them, when he spotted me.
“My king,” he breathed before his face was overtaken by a huge smile.
“Hello,” I smiled tentatively, suddenly nervous. “Do you want to have dinner with me?” I had no idea why my question came out all breathy and pleading, but it did.
His smile widened even further. “I would love to. How are you feeling?”
I shrugged. “Still not wanting to be touched, but it’s only been hours, so that’s no surprise.”
He nodded in understanding as we began walking to the dining room, and I could tell he wanted to hold my hand but stopped himself just before his fingers grazed mine. This was the worst torture. My heart screamed at me to reach for him, but my skin itched at the idea alone.
I enjoyed the silent walk, finally feeling somewhat content now that Gus was beside me, where he belonged.
When the entrance to the Great Hall came into view, I nodded at the guards standing outside.
They always followed me in, but I wanted to talk privately with Gus.
I’d gotten used to speaking my mind with him, and that was how things would continue.
“I wish to dine with Alpha Gus alone,” I ordered, my tone kind as always.
As soon as we were seated and the first dish was served, I felt like I could breathe again. Gus was next to me, eating his honey-glazed root vegetables, and we were alone.
“Elias gave birth earlier,” I announced, wanting to share this with him.
“He did? How did it go?”
“I think it went well. The alpha who fathered the child was there too.”
Gus’ eyes widened. “Are we… um, allowed to be there?”
The hope in his eyes almost made me promise him that, of course, he could be there. But instead, I spoke the truth. “Not normally, no. But I could tell Elias needed him, so I allowed it.”
“Oh,” he exhaled, his disappointment clear.
I spoke before I could stop myself. “Hopefully, things will have changed for when I’m due.”
His smile was blinding and filled with relief. “Really?”
I took a strategic sip of wine and hummed.
Gus would be there when I gave birth to his son. I would make sure of it. That was the silent promise I made to myself and to Gus as we continued to talk late into the night, enjoying our time together.
The last week had been almost… perfect. I’d spent each morning and night eating with Gus, and even though I longed to wake up next to him, my body still hadn’t been ready for his touch.
I was walking toward the dining room, enjoying the soft glow from the sun as it peeked through the windows near the stairs.
Two guards followed me silently. My advisors had demanded that I no longer dine with Gus without them there.
It had only been yesterday that they’d made the demand, apparently for my safety.
My advisors could make their demands all they wanted, but in the end, I decided if I wanted to follow them.
“Good morning,” I greeted Gus as I walked into the dining room. He was already sitting in his chair, looking so damn gorgeous with his shy smile, his hair all sleep mussed and adorable.
“Good morning, my king.”
The guards placed themselves near the doors and made themselves as invisible as they could.
“I see there’s a new honey for you to taste today,” I said, sitting down next to him. The new honey had a waxy look to it, not liquid like the others.
“It seems different, but I’m looking forward to trying it.”
I took the glass and moved it in my hands. The honey stayed in place. “Maybe it needs heat to turn liquid,” I mused, then carefully placed two of my fingers into it, scooping some of it out and warming it between my fingers and thumb. “It does!”
Gus eyed my fingers with want, and I laughed before offering them to him with a knowing smile. “Try it.”
Leaning in, Gus’ eyes met mine as he sucked my fingers into his mouth, a satisfied hum leaving his body.
I couldn’t stop the moan spilling from my lips.
He kept watching me with hunger as he licked my fingers clean.
I could feel my slick forming as the need to have my alpha again coursed through me.
I broke our eye contact and barked out the order. “Leave us!” My guards almost fell over each other as they fled the room, no doubt telling the servants to stay away too.
My gaze found Gus’ again. “I need you,” I pleaded.
His nostrils flared as he licked his lips. “How much?”
“All of you. Everything.”
In a blur of movements, I was pulled from my chair, flipped around until my front was on the table. Gus was right behind me, his fingers tugging down my pants and undergarments impatiently, his fingers digging into my cheeks, parting them as he growled, “Mine.”
The single syllable echoed through me, awakening every cell in my body on its way. My lust for him was so raw and pure, so bright, as it returned with renewed force.
Dropping to his knees, Gus buried his entire face in my ass, and then his tongue was there, licking up my slick as he continued to growl and nip at my skin.
This wasn’t my heat. This was just pure want between us.
The lines were starting to blur, but I truly didn’t care.
I just wanted him. I didn’t care how or why.
“Take me,” I panted, needing his cock, craving to be claimed as his once again.
Eager grunts followed before I heard Gus’ pants open and he rose from the floor.
My hole pulsed with need at the thought of what was about to come.
Just when I was about to lose my mind with impatience, it was there, his cock, hot and hard, as it pushed against my entrance.
I grabbed the table as well as I could, clinging to the tablecloth while plates and glasses wobbled ominously as he pushed into me with force and determination.
“Yes!” I screamed, feeling each inch of his length filling me. He was huge, and it felt like I was being split in half. The heat had made my body ready for Gus at all times, but now that my body had gone back to normal, I truly felt how big his cock was. It was magnificent.
“Mine,” he rasped, licking my neck. “My little omega.”
“Yours,” I agreed. “Now, fuck your omega, Alpha. Fuck me for every day you’ve gone without. For every day you’ve missed my hole.”
A keening sound left Gus’ throat at my filthy words. His fingers dug into my hips as he slammed into me, his need for me clear, the scent of his arousal thick in the air as it mingled with the sweet scent of my slick.
“Ahhh,” I hissed, thrusting back against him, meeting his thrusts eagerly. “More, please!”
He sped up, my slick now trickling down my legs, the sound obscenely loud in the room as he slammed against me, yet I couldn’t seem to care even if the whole palace knew what we were up to.
I was being claimed by my alpha, and I wanted them to hear.
To know he was fucking me, and how much I wanted it.
What a slut their king was for Gus’ fat alpha cock.
Engulfed in a haze of lust, we both ignored the clatter of silverware and of breaking glass. Gus kept fucking into me, slamming his cock so far inside me my toes curled with pleasure.
His hands moved around my middle, one of them gripping my dick, pumping it in time with his thrusts.
“So perfect,” he praised me. “So sweet.” And apparently, I had a hidden praise kink, because Gus’ words sent me flying.
“Oh, gods!” I screamed as I came, filling his fist and the precious carpet underneath us.
“Mine!” Gus roared, fucking into me a few more times before he came, too, his seed warming my insides, claiming me once again as his.
He nuzzled into my neck, his breath hot against my skin, his cock throbbing inside of me as it slowly softened.
My lungs struggled for air, and my brain had turned into mush, but none of that mattered.
I realized I could no longer live without this.
I needed Gus. I needed this thing we’d just shared forever.
It wasn’t just a need to have sex. It was a need to have him.
My Gus. My Alpha. He was as much a part of me now as my own heart.
“I missed this,” he whispered against my neck. “I missed you, Seb. So much.”
“Me too.” My voice shook, my eyes stinging.
“It felt like I was going to die at times, my need for you was so overwhelming.”
“I know. Me too.”
Me too.