25. Adam
TWENTY-FIVE
Adam
Adam
My little fireball took hours to sate. Seeing his grin of delight with every climax was a balm to my soul.
There was no greater joy than helping your omega with their heat, and knowing you were the difference between madness and pleasure.
We went round after round until I was more than certain his heat had passed, and he was fully satisfied.
Once Casey was back to normal, I carried him to the bathroom and ran a bath for him, laying his still trembling body into the hot water. He was just lucid enough that I wasn’t worried about him sliding into the water and drowning by accident.
While he soaked off the layers of cum on his belly, I put on a pair of underpants and went to the kitchen.
The clock revealed it was the middle of the night.
I wasn’t as familiar with their kitchen, but I managed to put something together for Casey to eat, a mix of something from the fridge and smaller treats that were easy to chew.
After filling up a water bottle for him, I carried everything to the bathroom.
He gripped the sides of the tub, his eyes fluttered shut with a contented look on his face.
He looked like a purring cat. I rarely saw him this calm.
I’d done my job well. He stayed still while I set up the tray, clipping it over the sides of the tub and placing the water bottle where he could reach it.
The final touch was rummaging through the bathroom cabinet to find a bath bomb.
That went into the tub with him, and Casey’s eyes opened when it brushed his leg underwater.
“What…” His eyes widened with surprise to see the tray of food. “What is this for?”
I knelt beside the tub and opened the water bottle, holding it out for him to sip.
“For you. If you were at my house, I could do more than this.” I felt his forehead with my free hand.
No fever. I hadn’t pushed him too far. That was good.
It had taken a long time to calm him down, and I was afraid I’d overworked his body in the process, but he seemed fine.
“What more is there?”
My arm froze midway to the tray, the bottle almost slipping from my hand.
The only reason he would ask that is if he had ever experienced post heat care before.
With all the relationships from Casey’s past, my son included, it was almost unbearable to think no one had cherished him the way he deserved.
No wonder he always looked so confused when I tended to him.
“There's a special lube that will soothe any tenderness. AfterCare pills to help you recover faster. Those are also good for helping an Alpha with their rut. I have massage oils to rub out aches. And there’s a very soft blanket in my bedroom back home. It would be comforting as you fall asleep.”
He clicked his tongue, trying to laugh it off, but his smile slowly drooped when he realized I was serious. “You would do all of that?”
Why was this a surprise to him? Was he so jaded by the past that he couldn’t fathom being treated the way he deserved? It stung to think he thought he wasn’t worthy of being treated like the jewel he was.
I stroked his head, caressing a path down to his lips. “All that and more.”
Standing, I checked everything one more time before turning to leave. He needed time to rest without me nearby.
His wet hand shot out of the water and grabbed mine before I could leave. “Wait.” I turned, the touch of his wet hand making my body ache. His vulnerable gaze staring up at me was almost worse. “Did you… I mean, I was distracted, but I didn’t notice you having an orgasm during my heat. Did you?”
“No.”
His eyes widened, his mouth dropping open in shock. “We had sex for hours. Did you not enjoy it?”
He thought I didn’t enjoy it? How the fuck could I not enjoy having sex with my omega?
Seeing him gasping and moaning with every thrust. Feeling his thighs tremble with ecstasy as he covered himself with cum.
Just the memory of his ass tightening around me with every climax made my cock stir back to life.
He was temptation itself, him and his sexy, rain scented pheromones. How could I not enjoy that?
“Of course, I did. I have rarely enjoyed myself as much as I did tonight.”
“Then why?”
Persistent. He was cute when he got angry with me. My chest swelled to see him concerned about my pleasure.
“Because you were in heat. One of us has to keep a cool head with you like that. Cumming inside you makes me feel rabid, omega.”
With wide eyes, Casey urged me closer to the tub and reached out to unbutton my jeans. I was so hard, the bulge under his hands was more than obvious.
“Casey,” I whispered. Only my unending affection for him had me trying to push him away.
The depth of my arousal and desire after his heat was almost too much to handle.
It didn’t matter. Casey was more important.
I threaded my hands in his hair, giving him a gentle tug as he pulled my cock out of my underwear.
It slapped him right across the face. When he closed his hand around me, I almost released my pent up arousal right then and there.
“You don’t…” A deep hiss slipped between my gritted teeth, and my hands fisted his hair as he took the tip of my cock in his mouth. “Ahh, fuck.”
It had been so long since I’d felt someone’s mouth around my cock.
It was as good as I remembered. Even more so, considering it was my omega.
His mouth was almost as hot and wet as his ass.
Tugging on his hair, I gently thrust between his lips, feeling him relax into my touch as he let me do whatever I wanted to him.
I loved how responsive he was, how eagerly he bent to my will.
Another man might abuse that willingness to serve, but not me.
Casey deserved to get back as much as he gave.
I moaned, tossing my head back with another thrust into his mouth. The way he swirled his tongue against the underside of my cock made my head spin. “You’re so good at this. I know I’m too big for your mouth, but you’re doing so well, Casey. You’re always so good at taking my cock.”
His little grunts made me go faster. He was squirming in the tub water, sloshing around with every movement.
That wasn’t discomfort. Sucking me off was turning him on.
After hours of sex, he could still get aroused for me.
He was hard under the water. Hard and wet, just the way I liked him.
His rain scented pheromones grew in strength, almost as potent as they were before, when he was deep in his heat.
“You came so many times for me, omega. Fifty-seven orgasms. I felt every shudder, every wave of pleasure from your body, even when you came without realizing it. It feels better for me when you cum without release, but there’s nothing hotter than seeing you make a mess of yourself.
You got cum everywhere, omega. Cumming fifty-seven times.
I’m so proud of you.” He kept squirming, moaning, and grunting around my cock.
“I’d love to see you cum that many times when you’re not in heat.
I can only picture how hazy with pleasure you would be.
” His eyes shot up to meet mine, holding my gaze as I thrust between his lips.
I could see the disbelief on his face, but his smell betrayed his heightened arousal.
“I’m only teasing, baby. As much as I would love to see you do that for me, I’ll save that for your next heat. ”
I wanted to let myself go and fuck his mouth as hard as I fucked his ass, but he was struggling a little too much. I was too thick for his pretty lips. I pulled out and tapped my cock against his mouth.
“You can keep going. I can handle it.”
I stroked his cheek, one hand on his face, the other stroking my cock. “No. Just stay there, staring up at me. My pretty omega.”
His brown eyes made heat surge deep inside me as he watched me pleasure myself.
I tended to his needs all night, and now he wanted to take care of mine.
Did I need further proof that he was perfect for me?
As soon as I decided to stop holding back and let myself go, my orgasm wasn’t far behind.
My pent up need grew to a raging fire, and with a throaty growl, I let it all go.
Casey’s tongue shot out moments before my orgasm hit, and he took my large load of cum right inside his mouth, his eyes locked with mine as I exploded.
My thighs trembled from the strength of my climax, and I kept shooting into Casey’s mouth long after I thought it was over.
“Fuck,” I growled, giving my cock one last stroke before it went soft.
He kept his tongue out, hoping to catch any remaining droplets.
There were globs of cum all over his face.
One was about to slide into his eye, and another had nested in his hair.
I rarely came that much. It looked like Casey’s stomach after his heat.
Even with strings of sperm coating his face, he had never looked sexier.
I bent down and wiped his mouth clean before giving him a deep kiss, tasting myself on his lips. God, I could devour him whole right now. I had to restrain myself, just for tonight. Pulling him to his feet, I picked him up and carried him to the shower stall.
“What are you…” he started to ask as I took the shower wand off the wall and turned the water on. It took a few seconds to get warm, and then I gently trailed the water from the back of his head to the front, watching every drop of my cum wash down the drain.
“I’m not dirtying your bath with that,” I answered as I massaged the gunk out of his hair.
I tilted his chin to check for any remaining white goo, and his erection pressed against my thigh.
Chuckling, I pressed closer, staring down at the heat flickering behind his eyes.
“I drained every ounce of pleasure from you, and you’re still horny? ”
“I liked hearing you moan like that. You can’t tell me you don’t want more of me.”
The only thing better than moaning was hearing my omega do it. And he was right. I did want more.