Precious - Roe Horvat Page 0,70
a rule. When Micah wanted something, Travis did it. Since Micah usually wanted things that made Travis exceptionally happy, it was an easy habit.
They’d talked about it, of course, as soon as Micah had felt the first signs of the approaching second heat. They both wanted the same thing. Micah had just finished his degree, and as of September, he’d be teaching English to second graders at an elementary school in Dalton City. He wouldn’t be able to be at home with the baby for longer than the first few months. Travis would take parental leave after that, and he was looking forward to it. If he were completely honest, he was giddy at the prospect of being a stay-at-home father for a couple of years. It felt much more important than his businesses and politics.
“Travis. Do it.”
He circled his hips, pushing deeper, feeling for that special spot. His cockhead nudged the inner barrier, and Micah groaned.
“Oh, yes! There! Harder.”
Travis marveled at the changes in Micah’s body. With his second heat, the womb had sunk lower, and its mouth was enlarged, softly pulsing when the tip of Travis’s cock kissed it.
“You’re all ripe inside, love.”
Carefully, he thrust. Micah’s hands dug into his shoulders, nails scraping skin.
“So needy. It flutters against the tip of my dick.”
“Fuck me open.”
“You need my cum, Micah?”
“I need it. Please. I need it.”
“Where do you need it, Micah? Say it.”
“I need you to stab into my womb with your huge, beautiful dick and pump me full of your cum. It’ll make me come so hard I’ll growl and scream. But you won’t stop. You’ll speak filth into my ear and keep fucking me, tearing me up inside. Make me lose my mind, Travis. Fuck me. Fuck me hard and breed me!”
Travis paused, trying to see clearly through the fog of lust. The dirty talk made them both mad with desire, but this wasn’t a game.
“Micah, this time it’s for real. If we do this, it’s for real.”
“I love you. I want it.”
“Say it again,” Travis murmured and rocked slowly, still only nudging at the barrier far up inside Micah’s hole.
Micah was groaning from deep within with each thrust, his cock rock hard between their bodies, his hole overflowing with slick.
“I love you, Travis.”
“Love you too, Micah.”
As he drove deeper, the tip of his cock delved inside the soft mouth without meeting any resistance. The silky pouch of tissue seemed to suckle on Travis’s cockhead. As if electrocuted, Micah convulsed with a quick peak, drops of his seed splattering between them.
Travis pushed harder, faster, jabbing into the small gate.
Micah’s arms fell to his sides. Head thrown back, he shouted.
“More!” he ordered between clenched teeth, and Travis obeyed. “God, yes! Fuck it. Fuck it!”
He grabbed Micah’s thighs and pushed himself up on his knees. He searched for the right angle for a few more thrusts, Micah growling underneath him until he found the spot again.
“It feels like a kiss. Like a loving kiss to the tip of my cock. Your body is a miracle, Micah.”
Micah’s face radiated bliss, his mouth slack, his eyes moving behind his eyelids as if he were dreaming. A continuous stream of harsh noises kept pouring from his throat. The orgasms had his insides ripple and mold around Travis’s length, allowing the tip to sink deeper.
A powerful spasm of Micah’s hole squeezed Travis’s length. On the next deep thrust, Micah’s womb throbbed and enclosed the crown of Travis’s cock, tightening around his glans. Micah roared.
The pleasure took Travis like a storm. His cock jerked, pouring cum into Micah’s open womb, and Micah’s hungry body seemed to be drawing it out of him, the inner muscles contracting, pulling on his cock like a pair of slick hands stroking him.
Micah lost his voice. Mute, he vibrated, eyes rolling back into his head, while Travis’s cock swelled, knotting him.
The climax peeled off Travis’s humanity. He wanted to crawl inside Micah’s open core and to imprint himself onto his mate’s flesh. Sharp teeth sank into his pectoral, and he roared, the pain only enhancing his orgasm.
He looked down at his mate just as Micah threw his head back again, mouth agape, alien, guttural noises pouring out. As Micah’s eyelids fluttered, Travis could only see the whites of his eyeballs. The silky flesh in the center of Micah’s body spasmed around Travis’s cockhead. Micah’s trance-like state had the alpha in Travis beating his chest in victory. He obeyed Micah’s orders and kept fucking him until Micah was gasping for