30. Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty
Calder
The omega was a vision.
Calder wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting. But it hadn’t been to find Zinn in a tiny pair of briefs, beckoning him into the house. There was no hesitation in his voice, only an openness that told Calder everything he needed to know.
Zinn was ready for him.
Zinn was looking forward to this.
“Omega.”
Sugar maple exploded into the air.
Calder ripped off his coat and shirt and kicked his shoes away. He was on Zinn instantly, growling as he lifted him by the waist.
In two steps he had the omega pressed against the wall, eye-fucking him intently, grappling with the edge of his self-control.
Burying his mouth against Zinn’s scent gland, Calder licked and sucked. “Omega,” he gritted out.
“Yes, my alpha. Yeeeeesss,” Zinn moaned.
My.
Calder’s instincts won out. He bit down. Urgent but gentle.
“Yes!”
Calder nuzzled his way up Zinn’s jaw until they were sharing an intense, open-mouthed kiss. Calder put everything into that kiss, tangling his tongue with Zinn’s as he ground his aching shaft against him.
Zinn’s legs circled Calder’s hips. Keeping their mouths fused, Calder walked them into the bedroom. He deposited Zinn on the cool sheets, stepping back only long enough to remove the rest of his clothing.
“Wow,” Zinn said reverently as Calder’s erection sprang free, slapping his belly.
Calder realized Zinn was about to lean forward to swallow his cock. But that wasn’t where he needed to be. His inner alpha roared at him to take this omega. Possess him.
He used a loving hand to push Zinn back onto the mattress before crawling over him. After kissing his thighs, he pulled the omega’s briefs off, tossing them aside.
Calder gave Zinn’s perfect pink omega cock a few light strokes before moving one finger lower to run it through his crease, finding him slick and open.
Zinn groaned, clutching Calder’s forearm.
“You ready for me?”
“Need you,” Zinn rasped.
Calder nodded. There would be plenty of time for all they craved over the next three days. Sucking and fucking and everything in between. He wanted to get Zinn’s cock in his mouth. He wanted to fuck his pouty lips. He wanted to see his cheeks flush with lust while Calder ate his ass.
But for now, he needed to be inside him.
Calder hooked Zinn’s legs over his shoulders and entered him in one thrust. A sense of rightness snuck through the storm of his emotions. His alpha’s relief.
Zinn squeezed his eyes shut. Calder hoped it was pleasure that made his face contort, but it had been a long time since he’d seen an omega in heat.
“Okay?”
“So good,” Zinn grunted. “You feel amazing.” A tear slipped out, running down his face. “Sorry, I—thank you.”
Calder wiped his thumb across Zinn’s jaw. “No. Thank you, my beautiful sunshine.” He mashed their foreheads together. “For this honor.”
Zinn trembled as Calder pegged the sensitive spot within him. Calder took mental notes of how Zinn responded to each movement, what pleased him the most.
His cock penetrated deeper and he touched the entrance to Zinn’s womb.
The omega keened when Calder tapped the fleshy barrier with his cockhead.
Would it open tomorrow during Zinn’s delirium?
Would Calder slip inside and fill it with his seed?
Fate would decide if this was a breeding heat, but biology would guide their behavior.
If his womb did open, there was no way Calder’s inner alpha—or Zinn’s omega for that matter—would allow him to do anything other than strive to impregnate him.
But for now, his womb was merely a pleasure point. The ecstasy of having it touched by an alpha’s cock was only possible during heat, and Calder rejoiced at giving that to Zinn.
They both startled when Zinn came.
He hadn’t even touched his cock. One moment, he’d been rocking back against Calder. The next, he clenched his jaw and spurted all over his stomach.
Calder stroked him through the last drops of his release. “That was a surprise,” he said with a smile.
“For me, too,” Zinn replied, laughing lightly. “It’s been so long since I’ve been with an alpha. I don’t think I know my own body.”
Calder didn’t care that he wasn’t the first alpha, but he cared that Zinn had experienced so little of this pleasure in his life. That was wrong. Zinn should have as much pleasure as he could take. As much as he would let Calder give him.
“Knot okay?” he asked.
“Please,” Zinn said, still panting through the aftershocks of his orgasm.
Calder kissed him and began pistoning his hips again, shooting his load less than a minute later.
He growled as he came, imagining his seed coating Zinn’s womb, painting his insides. His knot swelled, and he turned them to lie on their sides, pulling the omega’s back against his chest.
“Comfortable?” he asked, grabbing a tissue to wipe Zinn’s stomach.
Zinn sighed sleepily. “Mm. And happy,” he whispered.
Calder’s chest tightened.
He wanted to make Zinn happy forever.
Shaking his head, he kissed the omega’s shoulder.
***
Zinn had three more heat waves that day, and Calder fucked him hard through all of them. In between, they watched movies and took showers together.
Late in the evening, he drew Zinn a bubble bath and rubbed out his sore muscles. It had been so long since he’d serviced a heat. He’d forgotten how much his own alpha biology changed with it. Not just increased libido, but also the ability to keep up with a very needy omega.
As they spent time together, exchanging stories and easy conversation, it was evident how well they already knew one another. How natural their chemistry was.
Zinn had always been guarded, and Calder had little insight into his past. But he knew Zinn’s dry humor and the way he listened with his whole body, his drive and creativity.
As the night wore on and Zinn dropped more of his walls, Calder became even more infatuated with the man beneath the surface.
Their coupling felt not only well-matched, but inevitable. Calder reflected that this was how it was supposed to be. When they awoke the next morning, Zinn was firmly in the throes of his delirium, and Calder was determined to convince the omega to keep him.
Mine, his inner alpha insisted as Zinn reached for him, incoherently mumbling Calder’s name and rubbing against his thigh.
Not yet, Calder’s rational mind replied, but I’m doing everything I can to make it so.
Zinn rose to his hands and knees and presented himself.
Calder gripped his hips firmly and slipped inside, biting his lip at the slick perfection of Zinn’s passage. This omega was made for him. He ran a hand up Zinn’s spine, pressing down gently between his shoulder blades until his cheek lay on the mattress.
The angle allowed him to penetrate deeper, and that was when he felt it.
The entrance to Zinn’s womb.
Softer than yesterday.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Did that mean it would open for him? He touched the sensitive tissue with the tip of his cock. A jolt of electricity rocketed through him.
Calder groaned with delight. And indecision.
What outcome did he hope for? Did he want to impregnate Zinn? Even knowing he might never get to be a father to his child?
Ultimately, it didn’t matter what he wanted. Fate would decide. He rubbed his cockhead against the pliant flesh, and a rumble left his throat. Nothing felt as good against an alpha’s cock than an omega’s womb. Their bodies were meant for this.
Zinn pushed his ass back and whimpered in pleasure.
Even in his delirium, he reveled in the heightened sensations.
There was no sex like heat sex, and if his womb was soft…
Calder shivered as another snap of awareness traveled from his cock to his core.
He grunted, thrusting hard. Zinn orgasmed immediately, shooting all over the bed.
His release triggered Calder’s, who came with a shout.
His knot swelled, and again he rolled them to their sides, careful that Zinn wasn’t lying in the wet spot.
Calder ran his fingers through Zinn’s silky curls, kissing his neck and whispering tender words.
Even though Zinn would not remember this part, Calder treated him with the thoughtfulness he deserved.
Denni had always said that, while he forgot the specifics of his deliriums, he retained the vague sense of having been taken care of.
Once his knot retreated and he disentangled their bodies, Calder lifted Zinn into the bedroom’s comfy chair while he changed the sheets. He wiped him down with a cool cloth, noting the omega’s hummed approval. After encouraging Zinn to drink a bottle of water, he settled them back on the bed.
Calder was grateful for his energy. In the back of his mind, he’d wondered if his thirty-eight-year-old self would have the stamina to service a younger omega’s heat. But he needn’t have worried. Heat pheromones were miraculous things. Zinn’s heightened scent had a powerful effect on him.
He nosed into Zinn’s shoulder as sleep claimed them both.
Three hours later, the heat of a thousand suns radiated from Zinn’s body as he roused, still deep in his delirium.
“Alpha,” Zinn moaned. “Need you.”
“Need you too,” Calder answered truthfully, instantly awake.
Sugar maple perfume assaulted his senses. He had to get inside the omega—now. Rolling Zinn onto his back, he pushed his knees to his chest and mounted him in one frantic thrust.
Yes! This is exactly where I need to be. More. Mine. More.
It all happened so fast. It took mere seconds for Calder to go from a dead sleep to pounding Zinn senseless. Wholly caught up in his instinct to fuck, he barely had time to process the moment he felt the entrance to his womb.
The very, very pliant entrance.
And before Calder had even registered that fact, the entrance gave way.
He hadn’t even had to breach it. Or push too hard. It simply opened for him, and in a blink, the head of his cock slipped into Zinn’s womb.
Calder’s balls tightened and he came without warning, unloading shot after shot, entirely in the thrall of his alpha.
Zinn’s head thrashed wildly. He cried out with the unmistakable sound of an omega’s greatest pleasure.
A breeding orgasm.
Calder gasped as Zinn’s release jetted between them. He whooshed his breath onto the omega’s shoulder and rocked into him, flooding his womb. Waves of bliss coursed through him as he planted his seed.
“Alpha… Calder… Yes… Breed me… Yes…”
Calder smiled at Zinn’s delirious words. He hoped they were signs of his true desires. As Calder’s knot swelled and his inner alpha vibrated with satisfaction, he wanted more than anything for Zinn to feel the same way tomorrow.
Zinn’s subconscious mind might have screamed yes to the pleasure of being bred. But conscious, awake Zinn had been clear that he wished for a non-breeding heat.
But Calder couldn’t do anything about that. While it was technically possible he hadn’t impregnated Zinn, breeding orgasms were rarely false alarms.
Also, in his soul, he knew it. He had just fathered another child.
He shifted onto his back as his knot locked them together.
Calder permitted himself honest thoughts. And because Zinn wouldn’t remember, he voiced them aloud, murmuring in the dark.
“I know it’s complicated, sunshine. But I can’t be sorry I gave you a baby.” He hugged the omega to his chest. “I already love our son. Will you let me love his daddy too?”