2. Chapter 2 #2
“I won’t stop. I’m going to help you. Lie back,” Tarymn said softly as he eased off Ludiin a little to pull the covers between them, his hands gentle even as his heart pounded like a war drum in his chest. The covers were a flimsy barrier, but he needed it.
He needed something to remind himself how dangerous this was.
How close he was to stepping over the line.
Jaw tight, Tarymn bent down and retrieved the pleasuring bot from the floor, where it had landed with a dull thud when he’d ripped the soaked sheets off the bed. His fingers closed around it, only to recoil slightly. The first touch was wet. Slick with Ludiin’s… juices.
Fuck.
Tarymn swallowed hard, his throat dry. His mind was a mess of chaotic images, spiraling out of control—flashes of the pleasuring bot in Ludiin’s small hand aimed at his…
Fuck.
A low, helpless groan escaped him before he could stop it. The sound made Ludiin stir beneath the covers restlessly. Tarymn clenched his jaw, fighting the desire rising inside him.
“Open your thighs for me,” he forced out as he tunneled his hand beneath the covers, the pleasuring bot gripped tight in his hand.
Ludiin obeyed but then released an impatient huff as the covers restricted his movements.
He shoved them aside, sending them tumbling to the floor in a heap.
Before Tarymn could react, Ludiin pressed close, burying his face against his chest, his breath warm and unsteady against his skin.
His slim arms wrapped around Tarymn’s back as he flung his thighs over his waist.
Tarymn froze, every muscle in his body tensing as he fought against the instinct to push Ludiin’s thighs wider and fuck him.
“You need to let me help you,” Tarymn bit out. Ludiin let out a frustrated breath and dropped his arms with a shaky exhale. “Then hurry.”
“You’re an impatient little thing,” Tarymn murmured, his voice a husky blend of amusement and disbelief as he dipped his head and grazed his teeth lightly over Ludiin’s shoulder before his brain could catch up. Fuck, he thought, heart thudding. I’m losing my damn mind.
“Are you ready?” he asked to cover up his blunder.
Mmmm…Ludiin moaned clutching the pillow beneath his head as if to give his hands something to do.
Tarymn dropped to his side, the bed sinking beneath his weight as if to remind him of what he was about to do.
He could do this without looking, he had to. Just one glance to make sure he was moving in the right direction. But that single glance was a mistake. One look turned into a fucking worship of Ludiin’s gorgeous body.
Tarymn’s eyes trailed down Ludiin’s body, lingering on every part — caressing him with his eyes. From the curve of his hip to his hard cock leaking precum against his stomach, to his porcelain white thighs spread wide.
Waiting. Open. For him.
This was madness.
Carefully, he brought the pleasuring bot to his hole. Pushed in. Then stopped abruptly when Ludiin hissed. His breath a sharp, broken sound against Tarymn’s skin as his arms tightened around the pillow like he was in pain.
Tarymn frowned.
“Does it hurt?” he asked, his voice rough with concern as his eyes snapped to the omega’s face.
“Yes. I don’t know why,” he cried. “I think I’m broken. It’s been days. I can’t take it anymore. Please…do something.” Ludiin begged as he pressed his body closer, every part of him trembling with need.
“Days? What are you talking about?” Tarymn asked, his voice sharp with disbelief. “How long have you been in heat?”
“Six days,” Ludiin whispered.
“Six days?” he snapped. “Are you out of your mind?”
Ludiin flinched, his eyes glistening. “I’m sorry,” he choked out.
Tarymn cursed under his breath.
“Shhh,” he murmured as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to Ludiin’s cheek. “I didn’t mean to yell.”
Ludiin closed his eyes and leaned into the touch like it was the only warmth he’d felt in days.
“Since your heat started… have you managed to come?” Tarymn asked.
When Ludiin shook his head, and a silent tear slipped down his cheek, the sight nearly undid him.
Shit.
Tarymn’s chest tightened. He knew what this meant. Ludiin needed an alpha. It was extremely rare, but there were omegas whose heats were unbearable without an alpha’s presence. And the longer Ludiin went without one, the worse it would get.
Frustration and worry twisted inside him. “Why didn’t you tell your brother what was happening?” he demanded. “He would’ve found you an alpha. You can’t go through your heat alone.”
“I thought it would be over soon. I didn’t want to bother him,” Ludiin said, his voice small and uncertain as he turned his face away.
“Bother him! This is serious, Ludiin,” Tarymn barked, his voice echoing louder than he intended. Ludiin flinched, shrinking back at the sharp tone.
Shit, Tarymn exhaled hard, running a hand down his face. He hadn’t meant to yell… again. The omega hadn’t done anything wrong. He probably didn’t even understand what was happening to his own body.
But Tarymn did. And it was bad. Unchecked heat for six days… Tarymn swallowed hard, fear tightening his chest. It was a miracle Ludiin had held on this long.
He fucking needed an alpha. Now.
Where the fuck was he going to find an alpha this late?
And even if he did… could Ludiin survive the wait?
Every minute counted. He didn’t have time.
By the time he found someone, it might already be too late.
Fuck. Tarymn’s gaze slid back to Ludiin — pale and trembling, eyes glassy with need.
Tarymn clenched his fists. There was no other option.
He had to do something.
“Get on top of me,” Tarymn snapped as he sat against the headboard, reality morphing into an alternate universe where he was about to give his stepbrother his cock.
He pushed his pants and underclothes to just below his throbbing cock and held his breath as Ludiin crawled on top of him, burying his face against his neck. The tiniest puffs of air hit Tarymn’s skin, sending shivers down his spine. He gritted his teeth, trying his best to keep his cool.
But fuck…it felt so good. So, fucking good.
Stay detached, you’re giving him your cock, not fucking him , Tarymn admonished himself.
“Lift up,” he directed in a clipped tone as he closed his hand around his cock. The damn thing pulsed, growing bigger and thicker like it was fucking eager to do this.
He wasn’t eager. No. He was helping. Giving Ludiin his cock to use wasn’t the same as fucking him.
Of course, it wasn’t.
“What now?” Ludiin asked, interrupting his internal conversation. The omega was on his knees, straddling him, his eyes fixed on it. Fixed on Tarymn’s cock. Mesmerized.
And Tarymn could feel his gaze like a fucking touch. His cock jerked, precum beading the slit.
“It’s so big,” Ludiin said.
“I know.”
“Will it fit?”
Were they seriously having this conversation, here, now, like it was normal?
“We’ll take it slow,” he groaned out. “It’s going to hurt at first. But I promise it’s going to get better once I’m inside you. This is the only way. Another alpha won’t get here on time.”
“Okay,” Ludiin said, so trusting…so innocent.
A heavy weight of guilt pressed down on Tarymn’s chest.
Maybe this wasn’t right. Maybe he should stop. Find another alpha. Maybe … Tarymn had no chance to finish his thought as Ludiin wrapped his fingers around his and together they guided his cock to Ludiin’s dripping hole.
Time slowed. The air around them thickened. They stared at each other as Ludiin slowly sank onto his cock.
Tarymn closed his eyes, unable to look. It was too much. Too hot. He felt like he was slowly coming apart.
Heat enveloped the crown of his cock. Resistance. Then…he was fucking halfway in.
And it was fucking tight. And so wet.
Hot slick ran down the length of his cock to coat their fingers. Tarymn’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, his thighs trembled from the restrain he was keeping on himself.
He needed all the way in. He needed to fuck.
Hurry up, he wanted to shout at Ludiin, but he rammed the back of his head into the headboard trying to rewire his brain.
Ludiin hissed, dropping his head on Tarymn’s shoulder, tremors wracking his body.
“I can’t…” Ludiin said tiredly. “Why is this so hard?”
“Breathe. Just breathe,” Tarymn said, running his free hand up and down Ludiin’s back in soothing strokes. “Let me in. Don’t fight it. Just relax.”
“I’m trying, but…” Ludiin dragged in a ragged breath, opened his thighs a little wider and rocked his hips, taking in a tiny bit. His hole pulsed around his cock, stretched to the limit, completely impaled.
There was nowhere else to go. Unless he forced his way in.
Fucked him.
Shit.
He only has to come once , Tarymn reasoned as he gently shoved Ludiin to his back and slid on top of him, his cock still lodged deep inside him. He didn’t wait, or think, he rocked his hips, fucking Ludiin in short gentle thrusts that sank his cock deeper and deeper until he was all the way in.
And it felt so good.
So wet. So hot. So tight.
Tarymn clutched the sheets to keep from fucking Ludiin like some maniac. To give himself a chance to breathe, and Ludiin to get used to having a cock inside him.
“Tary,” Ludiin moaned his name, writhing beneath him. His body silently begging for him to move. To fuck him.
“Hold on a second. This is your first time,” Tarymn whispered tightly, kissing Ludiin’s shoulder. But Ludiin didn’t listen.
“Please,” he wailed.
Then he did something Tarymn didn’t expect.
Ludiin sank his teeth into the side of Tarymn’s neck and bit down hard. Then the walls of his hole tightened around him. Squeezing. Choking his cock. Driving him crazy. Ripping his control to shreds.
A blistering sensation tore through him, pleasure and pain crashing together until he thought he might shatter.