19. Sabien
CHAPTER 19
SABIEN
Sex with Chloe was mind blowing. Absolutely out of this world. My body was humming with bliss, like a shot of distilled euphoria pumping through my veins. All the noise and chaos in my head quieted to sweet pleasure. More than anything, I was sated and ready to take a nap.
But Chloe was not on the same page. I had flipped her so that she was laying on top of me, but my sweet princess was starting to get fidgety. Chloe wiggled her hips, tugging on my knot. I don’t know what she was trying to do, but what ended up happening was that the added friction triggered another burst of cum to flood into her.
“Wait, so we are just stuck here?” Chloe didn’t look like she was upset or anything, but then again she didn’t look happy to find out that even though we were done with sex, we weren’t really done having sex .
“Is this your first time taking a knot?” I really should have asked her that kind of thing before sex… but it’s like a delicate balance. I didn’t want to fuck up the mood by asking twenty million questions when she was giving me the green light.
“This was my first time having sex, like ever. I was a virgin at the start of our date.”
Oh shit.
Why hadn’t I noticed that our omega was a virgin? Her first time should have been at a five star heat hotel—the ones with the lux edition omega nests, sheets made of Egyptian cotton, and enough pillows to smother a baby elephant.
Instead, her first time was in my room… which in my defense, I had cleaned. A little. Not that I was sure that sex was going to happen tonight, but at least I had remembered to make my bed with clean sheets. Just in case.
“Well, you got to wait until I… uh, go down…” Now did not seem like a good time to bring up how long it usually took for my knot to completely deflate. Nor the fact that I could tell from how stiff the base was that it was going to take longer than usual.
“But I’ve got a paper to finish.” Chloe had twisted her head around to get a look at the alarm clock on my dresser.
Well, ouch.
“Doesn’t this feel good to you?” I was literally still inside of her, harder than I’d ever been in my life. My cock was swollen against her luscious walls. Did she really want to do a paper over doing me ? I guess that wasn’t a fair thought, as she had already done me. I guess not everyone is an after-knot snuggler.
“Well, yeah, it’s amazing, but I got deadlines.”
“Do you want me to call someone to go get your paper?” I’d give Kain a ring. He said that he’d be going out with Brutus. Kain would give me an earful about sleeping with our scent match on the first date. But then again, honestly, when did my brother not give me an earful?
“Could you do that for me?” Chloe had the sweetest expression on her face, like I was a hero for doing this for her. How could I say no to that?
I reached down to my jeans that were just within reach, digging around in the pockets until I found my phone. I clicked on the top number in my contacts and called.
“Hello?” a gruff voice answered.
Oh shit. It was not my brother who picked up the call.
“Uhh,” I couldn’t not say it. Though she was half-dazed and sleepy, Chloe was still watching me. I scrambled to come up with a way to get the words out that would result in Brutus not wanting to tear me a new one… but came up with nothing. “Is Kain around?”
“What did you do?” Brutus’ enunciated each word harshly, as if he had caught me doing something wrong.
I could feel him through the part of the bond I hadn’t managed to shut out. Brutus was getting pissed at me, big time… which wasn’t even fair. I hadn’t even said anything to him. This was just lingering bitterness over the whole sandwich incident.
I had no choice now but to say it.
“I’m with Chloe, she wanted to know if someone could pick up her essay.”
“And why can’t you get it?” Brutus challenged me.
“I can’t move. I’m knotted in her.” As soon as I said it, I winced as Brutus’ anger grew to a fever pitch in the bond.
“You’ve got to be fucking with me. There’s no way that you’re being serious right now.” His voice somehow got even lower.
“I’m sorry, but she said she has a deadline…”
“What the hell? How did you fuck up the fucking? If you’d done her right that essay would be the last thing on her mind.” If Brutus was here right now, I could picture him snapping his belt as he prepared to discipline me.
Damn it, why did that make me even harder? That was not helping anything. I had to get it through to my other head currently controlling me (the smaller one, that isn’t just a dick but is also being a dick) that we were currently mad at Brutus. Now was not the time to get aroused by him.
“If I get back home to see our scent match doing homework while you’re inside of her, you’ll give me no choice,” Brutus went completely calm. Every hair on my arm stood on end, and a jolt went up my spine, spreading warmth all the way through me, and making my cock twitch in anticipation. “I am going to have to teach you what a good fuck looks like. I’ll teach you until you can’t fucking walk for a week.”
“Got it. No essay needed, sir.” I hung up the phone in a hurry. Letting it drop to the ground.
Chloe raised an eyebrow at me. “Something tells me we’re going to be here for a while.”
“Sorry,” I took a deep breath, trying to still the racing beat of my heart. “He’s, uhh, unavailable at the moment.”