place.”
“Why don’t you live here all the time?”
Why didn’t he? It was a refuge. Part of Travis always felt like he was hiding out here, biding his time. Things in the city moved forward, and maybe, if he stayed too long, they’d outrun him, and he’d become obsolete—a true hermit committed to loneliness for life.
“My brothers live near my apartment in Dalton City with their husbands and kids. My parents too. I can do a lot of my work remotely, but sometimes I need to be at the office for weeks on end. And I guess I still miss the rush and excitement of the city from time to time.”
“What do you do?”
“I’m a software developer.”
Micah laughed. “Really?”
“What?”
“Just my prejudice, I guess?”
“Don’t I look like a computer nerd?”
“No. Definitely not.”
“In my defense, I mostly do the planning and system architecture. I rarely write the code myself anymore.”
“It’s great that your boss lets you work from here.”
Travis grinned. Not like Jared had a choice. “I’m lucky.”
“You are. I’ve only ever lived in the city,” Micah said, and Travis bit his tongue, stopping himself from asking questions. Every small piece of information he got from Micah was a gem. “My father owned a cabin on Hawthorne Lake, but he sold it after Dad died.”
“Dad?”
“My omega dad,” Micah explained, sounding hollow. “He passed away when I was little.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m glad I remember him. He was gentle. My father is not like that.”
“What kind of person is your father?”
“He’s very pragmatic.” There was heavy meaning in those words, and Travis felt a need to touch Micah, to comfort him. He hugged his shoulders and kissed the top of his head. Micah tensed. Where’s your father now? Travis almost asked, but Micah interrupted his thoughts.
“I think we should go back inside.”
“That was a short outing.” Travis smiled, pressing another kiss to Micah’s temple. “You’re cold?”
“I’m getting slick.”
“Oh. This time we’ll need a bed. C’mon.”
“How can I be horny again? You’ve just left my hole.”
Travis laughed. “Two hours ago?”
“Fuck. I’m either sleeping or coming on your cock.”
“Complaining?”
“Absolutely not.” Micah grinned. “Fuck me hard. Now.”
“With pleasure. Lie on your back.”
Travis stuffed a pillow under Micah’s hips. Completely unselfconscious now, Micah spread his legs wide and lazily played with his hard cock.
“Your dick is going to fall off,” he murmured.
“No worries. My dick is having the time of its life.”
Micah laughed but moaned as well when Travis slid two fingers into him and massaged his gland. Travis marveled at the changes in Micah’s body. He was swollen and open, his pouting pucker shiny and pink, and his inner walls felt incredibly soft on Travis’s fingers. It gave Travis an idea, and he couldn’t resist. Micah was three days into his heat, his ring loose, his insides welcoming. He’d love it.
“We have some interesting alternatives,” Travis said. “If you’re up for it.”
“Mhmm. Whatever makes me come.” Micah rocked on Travis’s fingers, so Travis gave him three, stroking the silky walls of his hole.
“See, the beauty of what you’re going through is that your body is now capable of things. Things that would be painful otherwise will now feel incredible.”
“I trust you,” Micah said seriously. “Just hurry.”
As the heat wave approached in full force, Micah’s hole got slicker. The scent still made Travis hard, even though he’d come and knotted Micah just a couple of hours ago. But he could wait for the next one. He wanted to feel and taste his beautiful lover in every way.
He crooked his fingers and rubbed harder over Micah’s gland. At the same time, he sucked Micah’s cock into his mouth, just in time to catch his first orgasm. Only a small splash of seed, but it tasted divine. It’s just pheromones, Travis. All the same, he wanted more. He’d drink every drop this time.
Sucking Micah harder, he kept fucking him with his fingers until the sweet slick covered his hand, and Micah was whimpering with need. Travis speared his fingers, all five of them, hiding his thumb inside his palm, and pushed, in and out, widening the ring of muscle. Like this, Micah’s gland had very little stimulation, but the stretch of his hole was brutal. Almost to the knuckles now.
“Fuck, Travis!”
Travis licked the underside of Micah’s cock and sucked on his slit. He bobbed his head up and down and pushed with his hand again, the knuckles touching the rim of Micah’s stretched hole.
“I need to… I need…” Micah whined and groaned, his body quivering with arousal, while his inner muscles tried