Precious - Roe Horvat Page 0,28

hidden paradise.

He was inside. Accepted in Micah’s very core. The soft tissue shivered around his cock, tender and adoring.

He was welcome. Loved.

“Mine,” he gritted out. “Your body is mine.”

Guttural sounds tore out of Micah as he threw his head back, neck corded, a deep blush on his chest, and Travis got caught in a storm of mind-blowing pleasure. Micah’s insides convulsed around the knot with more intensity than ever, drawing the cum out of Travis’s balls.

He poured his seed into the sacred place in Micah’s body while their humanity fell away, exposing the wild beasts inside them both. Micah snarled and clawed at the skin on Travis’s ass, drawing blood, clutching Travis’s ass cheeks as if he wanted him to sink even deeper and rip his insides apart.

“Yeah, you like it,” Travis murmured, entranced. “You like it, my little monster. Not a virgin anymore, are you? I turned you into a filthy, cum-crazed slut. I pried you open like a little treasure box. Painted your virgin womb with my cream. It’s sucking on my cock, starved for more. I’ll give you more. You’ll never get it out. But you love it, my raging nympho, I know you do. Suck it in. C’mon, suck my cum with your ass.”

Pure filth. Nonsense, all of it. But Micah was still coming, his orgasm prolonged by Travis’s dirty words and by the cockhead lodged in the center of his body. He shook and convulsed, impaled as deeply as he could be, pinned underneath Travis like a butterfly on a canvas, helpless. At the same time, he held immense power. He could’ve killed Travis on the spot by saying no.

Travis knew it wasn’t possible—it was Micah’s first heat—but he couldn’t help going there in his mind. He imagined Micah pregnant with his child. Tears sprang into his eyes as the alpha in him whined with longing. He hid his face in Micah’s hair and breathed in, waiting until Micah slowly stopped trembling.

“Give me everything.” The mumbled words were barely understandable. “It’s mine. Everything. Give me everything.”

“Shh, it’s inside you, my needy sweetheart, in your womb. All my cum. It’s yours. Feel it.”

“Travis, I love you. I’m yours. Use me. Use me!”

Travis stroked Micah’s hair and kissed his face, slowly moving again, just a tiny thrust. Then he circled his hips, and his cockhead popped out of the tight little channel deep inside. Micah’s entire body seemed to sigh with relief.

“I can feel it. I love your cum in there.”

“Yes, Micah, it’s yours. Keep it safe for me. All is well, my love. I love you too.”

“I love you, Travis. I want to be yours. Forever.” Micah didn’t open his eyes, his sweat-slicked face slack, as he murmured promises he wouldn’t remember tomorrow.

“Whatever you want, my love. I’ll do anything for you.”

“You’re inside me. I love you. You’re inside me forever. Love me…” Micah chanted strings of words until his voice was softer than a whisper, lips barely moving.

It’s just the heat, Travis. He’s not fully conscious.

Except Travis meant his confession and would remember. “I do, Micah. I love you.” He said it again. And again. “I love you, my darling. My precious gift. I love you.”

He rocked them in a calming rhythm until Micah passed out. Then Travis shuffled up the bed, taking Micah with him, and leaned with his back on the pillows. Micah lay slumped in his arms. After a couple of hours, the knot went down, but Travis’s cock stayed half-hard, cushioned in Micah’s soft hole, and Travis knew that this time the break would be even shorter.

True enough, he barely got in a short nap when Micah’s asshole tightened around him, and Micah woke up on a groan.

“I’m so tired.”

“I know, sweetheart. I know. I’ll take care of you.”

He rolled them again and fucked Micah deep and slow, and Micah clung to him, his soft whimpers both passionate and exhausted. Never in his life had Travis shared a moment more intimate than the sleepy coupling with Micah, pliant and trusting in his arms, whispering words of gratitude between kisses, a blissful smile curving his lips.

He came twice, subtly and quietly. When Travis felt his own peak approaching, Micah turned his head, blindly searching for Travis’s lips. “Give me your cum. You promised me all of it.”

So Travis sank deeper, and Micah met his thrusts. This time, the second opening was easy to find. Travis shoved into it with one stroke, and it gave way, welcoming him back, eager and ripe. Micah