“Yes!” He lifted his hips again, trying to tempt him into doing just that.
“How about a deal then, omega?”
“No.” Shiloh did not like the sound of that.
“No?” Sarang’s hands on his dick and balls went still, and when Shiloh mewled in protest, he chuckled and nipped at hisright ass cheek playfully. “I can breed this greedy hole of yours right now.”
“Yes, please—”
“But I’ll never bring you a marble again.”
Shiloh’s eyes popped open, and he turned his head to try and catch sight of the alpha. Sarang was also on his stomach, however, head between Shiloh’s thighs, so he couldn’t see him no matter how hard he strained. “Alpha?”
“Or,” Sarang nuzzled his ass with the tip of his nose, “you let me keep playing with you like this instead.”
“And the marbles?” Shiloh didn’t like how quiet his voice was. How…meek. But he also couldn’t help it. The stones really were useless, and yet the thought of Sarang never bringing him another made him weirdly…sad. This was attachment. Conditioning.
How could it be love?
“I’ll bring you a new one tomorrow,” Sarang promised.
All Shiloh had to do was endure more of this? His instincts screamed against it. The cramping in his nether region more than enough of an incentive to beg the alpha to fuck him, marbles be damned.
But…
The marbles meant something more to Sarang. They meant something to Shiloh as well, but the alpha had clearly made a connection between the marbles and his feelings toward Shiloh.
“It’s not a hard choice, omega.” Sarang ran a hand over his narrow back. “Get my knot and lose those pointless rocks, or suffer through this heat without my cock—”
“All right.”
“All right what?”
Shiloh closed his eyes again, preparing himself for the worst. “Keep touching me the way you’ve been doing. I’m yours to play with as you please, alpha.”
Sarang didn’t immediately pick up where he’d left off, silent for a spell before finally asking, “You’re willing to give up my knot in exchange for some baubles? Aren’t your primal urges telling you not to?”
“Yes.” Every fiber of his being was calling him an idiot, in fact. All except for one weird and foreign part. “But I don’t want to disappoint you.”
Shiloh made a startled noise when he was suddenly flipped onto his back, hands landing on the alpha’s chest when the larger man got into position. “Wait! Don’t!”
The alpha aimed his cock and drove in all the way to the hilt in one hard push.
Stars exploded and Shiloh screamed as he came, his inner walls clenching and unclenching around the invasion. As soon as he started coming down, he realized the alpha had yet to move, was merely still inside of him.
“Hush.” Sarang petted his hair and smiled sweetly. “Don’t cry.”
Was he?
Oh.
He was.
Shiloh sniffled.
“You were so good for me,” the alpha cooed, dotting Shiloh’s face with soft kisses. “Willing to ignore your instincts for me. It’s not the marbles, you’ve figured that out, right? It’s the gesture itself.”
“I want your affection.”
