BAY #3
I start moving the dildo inside him, massaging his sweet spot. After two minutes of trembling, mumbling, and flushed cheeks, Alex comes again, white droplets splattering across his stomach.
I see the relief wash over his face immediately, tension melting away, relaxation taking its place.
I pull the dildo out, and he slowly sits up.
His eyes lock onto my knot.
Alex folds his hands in front of him,
"I’m sorry, Bay… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be such a selfish brat!"
"Don’t worry, sunshine," I mumble, staring helplessly at the bulge halfway down my cock. "I’m just as shocked as you are, I have no idea what to do about this."
Alex scratches his chin, then says, "I didn’t know knots could show up before glands even mature!"
He digs his phone out of the pocket of his shorts lying nearby and taps away at the screen. A few seconds later, he turns it toward me, showing me an article.
"They call it a ‘ghost knot’. Sometimes it happens about three months before the glands fully develop."
I take the phone and study the information for a moment.
"So… this is finally happening," I say, slightly dazed, lifting my eyes to meet Alex’s.
Alex nods with a smile.
"Phew. I was starting to feel weird about it: Snow’s glands matured between sixteen and seventeen. I’m eighteen and still nothing!"
Meanwhile, his small hand gently traces the surface of my knot. He tilts his head, smiling subtly.
It feels amazing. I let out a soft sigh, and Alex’s eyes lock onto mine.
He shifts closer, kneeling beside me,
"Ever heard of thigh sex?" he purrs, toying with the tip of his nipple. "Maybe… you could give it a try…?"
Alex glances back at me with a flirtatious look, turning his back and arching his ass toward me, his pink hole wide open and inviting. At the same time, he spreads his thighs just enough and gently pats his left leg.
"C’mon… Try it. It might be fun," he teases.
I bite my lip. I can’t deny, I was close to coming before the knot swelled, and while I don’t get mood swings like Alex if I don’t finish, I’m definitely on edge.
Eager, I grab the lube from the nightstand, we rarely use it, since Alex never needs it, and slick up my cock. Alex tightens his legs, pressing his knees together, positioning himself almost like he’s on all fours, except I’m angled to the side so our hips line up.
I start pushing my cock between his clenched thighs.
It’s not as tight as his hole, but it’s far from bad, especially as I rock back and forth, my thick knot getting a damn good massage between his legs, the lube making everything slick.
A moment later, I grip his slim waist and really get to work, my knot grinding between his thighs hard. I can feel it, I’m about to come…
Just as the first spurts of cum start shooting out, Alex whips around and presses his lips to my tip, sucking up every drop. His hands work my knot at the same time, stroking and milking it to prolong the orgasm.
Fuck, that’s a damn good feeling…! The orgasm is deep, shaking, almost overwhelming. I wish it were inside him, but either way, Alex is helping me ride it out perfectly.
Another spurt of cum shoots out, and a groan tears from my throat. I tangle my fingers in Alex’s hair as he sucks and swallows every last drop…
Of course, my knot doesn’t go down right away. Breathing hard, I watch as Alex traces his tongue over the flushed, red tip of my cock, a smug little smile playing on his lips.
"If this ever happens again," Alex mumbles, furrowing his brows and puckering his lips cutely, "promise me you won’t pull out, okay?"
I chuckle softly, sinking back into the pillows.
"I was really scared. I didn’t know what was happening… or how big it would get."
Alex rolls over in one swift motion and snuggles against my side,
"Bay… I’m gonna go into heat someday. I’ll need this. I’ll have to take a knot just to survive…!"
The sudden thought of what our future might look like cuts through me, and for the first time I feel a hint of unease, a gray shadow that seems to slip across the vision of what lies ahead for us.
I don’t have Snow’s gift, but like my dad, I sometimes get strong intuitions, and something in me feels out of tune.
Alex lightly touches my cheek, his amethyst eyes watching me closely.
"Where did that little cloud on your forehead come from, you’re not scared, are you?"
I study his flushed face for a moment, the sweet curve of his upper lip, this cute nose with pink freckles, my gosh, he is perfect…
I flick him gently on the tip of his nose.
"I’m not scared, I just started thinking about our future, about how I’d like to have a family with you someday, Alex…"
Alex grows serious, his gaze fixed on me. We’ve never really talked about it, always caught up with each other, with school, with our passions.
"Would you want to have kids someday too?" I ask him quietly, almost shyly.
Funny that it pops into my head now, considering I already have a plan for how the rest of today is supposed to go, so honestly I think this question should have come up earlier.
Alex gives a shy smile. "Oh Bay, of course. I’d love that, so much, I’m an only child and more than once I wished I had siblings… I can’t imagine a life without a family." Alex presses his head to my chest and threads his fingers through mine, resting across my stomach.
"Maybe we’ll even end up with a small bunch of kids…? I’ll probably have to deliver all of them by C-section though. I’m way too small for natural births."
"Oh, I see you’ve given this some thought. And yeah, you are… very tight, but honestly I don’t know what other omegas are like. I have nothing to compare you to," I tease, giving him a quick wink.
He immediately pushes his lips into a sweet pout. "And that’s how it’s going to stay!"
"It will, that’s a promise!"
A moment of silence settles between us and we lie there wrapped in that peaceful stillness for a while.
"Your family… I really like them, even though you don’t all get along, but I guess that’s how it is between brothers, and your dad built such a warm home around himself, he’s such a… positive force."
"We definitely don’t all get along, that’s for sure! But it’s true, my dad is genuinely great, and I think you’d be just like him, you have that same bright energy and people adore you. My brothers keep pestering me to let you come over and entertain them with chess matches," I say with a smile.
Then, with a sudden burst of energy, I sit up.
"Get dressed, I’m taking you somewhere!"
Alex stares at me in shock. "But… where?"
"You’ll see, just put on something nice!"
Alex doesn’t need any convincing and quickly pulls on a purple cashmere sweater and black corduroys.
I grab a brush and walk up to him. I’ve always loved brushing his hair, those soft strawberry-blond waves that fall to his shoulders, and as I run the brush through them Alex lets out a quiet little purr and tilts his hips back a bit, but I have to hold myself together because I do have a plan to carry out.
Slowly, I draw the brush through his strands, smoothing the silky pieces, then plant a loud kiss on his cheek, and Alex giggles.
"Let’s go, no time to waste!"
Forty minutes later we pull up in front of the city hall.
Alex looks around, still not understanding what’s going on.
"What are we doing here?"
"We’re getting married!"
Alex’s eyes go huge as he stares at me. "Seriously?"
"Of course, haven’t we already had two years of being engaged? Everything is exactly the way it should be, no rush at all!" I grin at him.
Alex’s mouth stretches into a smile that mirrors mine. "Wait, you’re joking, you’re actually serious?"
"I’m dead serious, Alex, I’m not letting you go. I can’t lose you, you have to be mine, do you understand?"
Alex sobs, then nods, and we look at each other for a moment, caught in a slightly elevated mood. I slowly nod. He nods back just as slowly.
Then he squeals.
"Let's do it!!!"
We jump out of the car and stride into the building hand in hand.
Alex can’t stop smiling and I have to admit it’s hard for me not to break into cheerful laughter myself.