Chapter 19
Chapter
Nineteen
Xander couldn’t believe how nervous he was. It was ridiculous because he and Iago’d had plenty of sex. Obviously. They were pregnant. And he loved mapping the changes that were starting to happen in Iago’s body with his hands and his tongue.
But this was the first time they were going to be able to spend the night together at their house, not the house Iago had shared with Law and Mason.
There was going to be no more shuttling back and forth.
No more sneaking around and trying not to make noise.
No more having to go to the hotel every once in a while just so they could really let loose.
They had moved all of Iago’s surprisingly meager belongings in today, and all of Iago’s clothes were in the closet. His toiletries were in the bathroom. His books and movies and laptop were down in the corner of the parlor that they had turned into a little office for him.
And they had taken a shower together in the old pink and blue bathroom that his parents had created for the big bedroom upstairs back in the seventies.
So now they were standing in the bedroom, both of them just wearing towels, and Xander had planned an elaborate seduction, but he was nervous as fuck.
He stood there staring at Iago, who crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow. “Is everything okay?”
Xander figured he might as well go for honesty. “I’m nervous, baby. Is that weird? It’s our first night actually living together, and I don’t want to mess up.”
Iago’s expression softened, and he moved across the space between them, reaching out to grab Xander by the upper arms. “There’s no screwing it up. We don’t even have to have sex if you don’t want to. We can just hang out in the bed and cuddle.”
“Well, I love that idea, but,” —and he did love that idea— “I have a grand seduction plan for you.”
“Oh? Do tell.” Iago’s fingers tangled in the little bit of hair that stretched from nipple to nipple on his chest.
“Oh, we were going to have a shower together. It was going to be all hot and steamy. I forgot that the hot water heater is needing replacing…”
Iago actually giggled, and then he clapped a hand over his mouth. “Sorry,” he mumbled through his fingers.
“I’m sorry it got cold there at the end.”
“It doesn’t matter. I was excited to be able to have a shower with you and not have to worry about somebody walking into the bathroom.”
Yeah, the lock on the bathroom door at Mason and Law’s place did not work, and sometimes Law especially would stumble in on them when he was mostly asleep.
“I’m here for that, too.” He pulled Iago right up against his chest so he could bend his head and take a kiss. As soon as their lips touched, his nerves ran away, leaving him with nothing but Iago and the feel of his skin and the taste of his mouth.
Iago moaned, wrapping both arms around his neck. He reached down and got rid of both of their towels so they could touch from toes to lips, and it was so good when his cock nestled against Iago’s belly. It felt like coming home.
“Bed,” Iago gasped when they broke for air. “Before I just fall over.”
Xander agreed with that. His knees were getting a little weak.
It was just too much; his whole body was overstimulated.
So he moved Iago with him to the bed, laying his lover out so he could stare at him for long moments.
That little belly was really starting to show up now, and it made him so happy.
So did Iago’s cock, which was hard, curving up toward that belly.
His own dick was rigid as well, and he hadn’t realized it was happening all in a rush until it was so ready. He wanted to knot his omega so hard they didn’t come apart for hours.
Iago gave him an amused glance. “Come on. I’m ready for you. Can you see how wet I am?” He spread his legs, planting his feet and lifting his hips and, sure enough, his ass was glistening.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” He could barely breathe with it, in fact.
Xander crawled up on the bed with Iago, spreading his legs just a little bit wider and testing that hole with his fingers.
Iago was so wet that one finger slid in easily, but Xander knew he was going to have to open him up a little bit before they really got busy.
Iago moaned, licking his lips, so Xander bent down to kiss him, wanting to taste that mouth as he pushed his finger in and out.
Iago kissed him back with a fever-like intensity, running his hands up and down Xander’s back. The touches were perfect, and when Iago reached down to squeeze his ass, he jerked, his cock brushing Iago’s thigh.
“Love, I need you inside me. It’s been too long, and I want to be able to yell.”
Xander laughed, because of course that was what he wanted the most, was just to make noise. “And I want to knot you and not have to worry whether or not somebody’s going to come knock on the bedroom door and tell you it’s time to go to work.”
Iago laughed too, just as breathless as he was. “I’m ready for you. You don’t need to spend so much damn time making me prepared.” Those blunt nails scraped down over his shoulder blades.
“Uhn. Okay, okay. My knot’s ready for you anyway.
I’m afraid if I wait anymore I won’t even be able to get it in there.
” Xander was a little desperate for Iago now.
After the whole thing that had happened at the mine shaft, and they’d found the bones and everything, they’d gone back and had a desperate hand job in Iago’s bedroom, but they hadn’t really been able to get together to do this since then.
Doing this in his bed, their bed, was a luxury he could hardly believe, actually. When he slid home into Iago’s body, his cock in the hottest, wettest place he’d ever been, all he could do was marvel at it.
“I love you, baby. Have I told you that?”
Iago stared up at him, and he knew he’d told Iago that, but had it only been in the heat of the ghost moment.
It was hard to remember right now, but he meant it.
He’d been so fucking scared Iago was going to get hurt over the whole ghost thing that it was a relief to be with him right now and know that they were both whole and hearty and together.
Hot as fuck, too, because Christ, his balls were already drawn up, his knot swelling like crazy.
“Alexander, I need you to move right now.” Iago stared directly into his eyes, letting him know how fucking serious he was.
“Thank God.” He pulled back and shoved in, letting his hips fall with gravity.
He thrust hard, and Iago wrapped both legs around him, anchoring them there while those nails dug into his shoulders.
He balanced himself on his forearms on either side of Iago’s body so he could take long, deep, drugging kisses that made it seem like he was going to rub his lips raw with his teeth.
Kisses that felt like he’d swallowed something too hot, like one of those cups of coffee that burned him but was so good he didn’t care.
“Xander. Please.” Iago whimpered. Actually whimpered. It spurred him on, his knot swelling even more, engaging deep inside Iago’s body. “Oh, I feel you. So hard. Hot.”
“I’m feeling pretty damn alpha, baby,” he teased. “Like my knot feels huge.”
He stared down at Iago, his lips twitching. Fuck, he loved that they could laugh together, that Iago was so damn perfect for him.
An actual giggle escaped Iago. “You feel pretty alpha to me, too.”
“Good. I want you to feel me deep, baby. I want you to know I’m inside you.”
Iago grunted, arching up to meet his thrusts. “Oh, I know. Come on, babe. Knot me hard.” Iago scratched down his back, then dug those fingers into his ass cheeks.
“Uh-huh.” He slammed into Iago, Devon having told him he couldn’t hurt the baby this way. So, he was going for gold, and it wasn’t going to last too much longer. “You ready to do that shouting, baby?”
Huffing out another laugh, Iago nodded. “I just need you to— My cock, Xander. Touch my cock.”
He could do that. He pressed up on one arm, sliding his other hand between them so he could jack Iago from base to tip over and over.
Iago’s eyes rolled back, and he made that O-face grimace, the one that should have been ridiculous, but it made Xander move faster, stroking and thrusting until hot, wet come spread over his wrist and hand, Iago’s cry echoing through the room.
Two, maybe three jerks of his hips later, his knot locked in, and he moaned as he came, the sound shockingly loud. Thank fuck there was no one to hear him now.
Well, maybe the ghosts, but he bet they’d made themselves scarce for this.
Xander slumped down on Iago, careful not to squish him. No smothering his…
Lover? Boyfriend? Fiancé?
Oh… Should he pop the question? Not now, no. That would seem impulsive. Insincere. But he hadn’t thought about it, and now it had just roared into his head like… Boom.
“Where’d you go?” Iago reached up to stroke his cheek.
“Hmm? Oh, I was just thinking how much I love you.” He turned them slightly on their sides, hips still together.
“I love you, too.” Those bright blue eyes shone for him.
“Good. Did that satisfy your urge to scream?” he teased.
Iago laughed, moving in to kiss him softly. “That satisfied all manner of urges, babe.”
“Good. Welcome home, huh?”
“Thank you, Xander. It’s perfect.”
He gave Iago a wry smile. “Not yet. But it will be.”