Page 24 of Happily Ever After… Again and Again

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“Off, off, off.”

Jamie can’t lift his hips fast enough to pull the fabric down and off in a single motion. His cock slaps against his belly, and Nix has to swallow against the saliva pooling in his mouth at the sight. Jamie is long and thick, a frustrated red color, and Nix cannot wait to feel him on his tongue.

Hot, salty precome coats his tongue when he gives a single suck on the soft head. He slaps it on his tongue, pulling back slightly. “Can I? Please, Daddy?” He follows that up with a look from under his lashes, only to see Jamie’s eyes roll back.

“Holy fuck. Yes,” Jamie groans, and Nix feels a cool hand under his chin and a thumb wedged in behind the hinge of his jaw as Jamie draws him in.

Desirezingsandzapsin every corner of his body.

“Open for me, Baby Boy.” Jamie uses his other hand to feed his cock past his lips, making sure he gets the sweet flavor of him on Nix’s tongue, all the way to the back. “So pretty.”

Nix wants—needs—to make him feel good. He puts both hands on the part he can’t fit in his mouth on the first few tries, sucking hard on the head.

When Jamie bucks up, Nix takes more, managing only a small gag. Luca has been helping him train his gag reflex, and this has been just the opportunity he has been waiting for.

He bobs his head faster and deeper, pushing past the twinge of discomfort until he can feel the head in his throat, and then he hums. Luca had said Jamie loved that.

There’s a rough hand in his hair, pulling him off. “Fuck, Nix. You gotta stop. Jesus. I feel like I’m eighteen again.” Nix lets himself fall forward so he can rub his nose into the scent gland in Jamie’s groin. While his precome tastes sweet like the pineapple juice that he drinks religiously for just that reason, his scent gland smells like home.

It makes his brain fuzzy. Licking and sucking a purple mark, Nix notices how pretty it is; maybe Jamie needs more of those. He pushes Jamie back and starts making similar marks over his alpha’s eight-pack, nipping at his belly button. That’s when heremembers Jamie’s eight-pack. So much golden skin that reminds Nix of days on the beach when Jamie would be tanned and golden in the sun, slick with sweat and sunscreen. “Love your abs. Always wanted to lick them when we were at the beach.”

Jamie laughs and runs a hand through Nix’s hair. “I know the feeling. Hey, come up here and kiss me. Love your mouth.” His eyes catch Nix’s, his gaze so sincere and a little shy. “I wasn’t always dreaming about fucking, though, you know?” He whispers. “Sometimes I just wanted to make out. Spend hours tasting you.

“Yeah?” Nix sucks Jamie’s lower lip into his mouth, raking it with his teeth. He’d thought about that too. “Just kissing?”

Jamie’s cheeks flush. “Well, I’d also wanted to make you ride my thigh until you came. Listen to you beg, watch you work for it. Maybe see you cry a little.”

Nix moans, his hole clenching, and a stream of hot slick slips down the inside of Nix’s thigh. Jamie’s nostrils flare at the scent, and instead of a kiss, Nix is flipped flat on his belly with a surprised, punched-out breath. Large hands hold him up, and a very nice nose pressed into his tailbone.

“I think that this is just about one of my favorite things to eat. Sugary, sweet, and hot as fuck. Hang on, Baby Boy, Daddy needs this down his throat.” Jamie doesn’t hesitate to pry his cheeks apart so a steady stream trickles out. His lips follow it up the inside of his thigh, straight into the source, jaw wide and tongue deep.

“Deeper. Fuck, Jamie.” The pleasure is like a live wire, lighting him up from the place Jamie has wedged his tongue, but it’s the sound of his alpha’s satisfied slurps and swallows that takes Nix to the edge, and then over. He comes in hot spurts onto the blankets below him, his hole clenching with pulse after pulse of pleasure.

“Fuck yes, so hot. So wet for me,” Jamie groans as he smooths his hand over his name at the top of Nix’s spine.

“Fuck me, Jamie, please. Need you.” Nix tries to roll over, but the hand on his hip tightens.

“Not done here. One more, and then Daddy will fuck you. Come on, be good for me.” Jamie nips at his rim, and Nix feels the sharp pain-likepleasure in his still-hard dick.

Doubling down, Jamie begins sucking and licking in earnest, sliding two fingers in searching for Nix’s prostate. His calloused fingers find a rhythm that has Nix’s legs shaking. It’s the dual assault that pushes him over into a second earth-shattering orgasm that Nix feels in every muscle.

Jamie lets him collapse on his belly, finally rolling him over. When Nix is on his back, he finally opens his eyes. His alpha looks fierce, eyes dark with desire, and a red flush down his chest.

“I was good, Daddy. Give me your knot. Need it.” Nix tries to grab his knees so he can show Jamie his hole, but his arms are jelly. “Help, Alpha.”

Groaning, Jamie leans in and lets Nix eat the sweet taste of his slick from his mouth and chin. “You’ve been so good.”

Nix can’t wait one more moment for them to be connected, and he finds the strength to get one hand behind his knee and pull it up; the scent of sweet, sugary vanilla-baked treats fills the dark space between them, and it accomplishes what Nix’s begging hadn’t. Jamie growls and takes his cock in hand, rubbing the head over Nix’s wet hole until the head wedges in tight.

“Let Daddy in, Baby Boy.” His alpha growls and pushes all the way in, Nix’s thighs pressed up and over his broad shoulders.

Nix keens at the intrusion, Jamie’s cock nestled up inside him like it should be, carving out space, hard and hot. “Please, please, please.”

Jamie takes up a brutal rhythm, using the muscles in his very fine ass to fuck into Nix at a brutal pace. He nips the inside of Nix’s calves and runs a hand down to where they’re joined. Slowing his thrusts, he slips a finger in alongside his cock, stretching Nix’s rim. The added burn makes his semi-hard dick twitch.

Nix is going to be sore later in all the best places, and he can hardly wait.

He smooths his hands over his softly rounded belly, dragging the hem of the jersey up so he can pinch his nipples, hard. The sizzle of pain ratchets his pleasure up to the next level.