Page 44 of Pooch Planet

“But…” Benji frowned. “What would you do?”

“Well, I started looking around, checking for what opportunities might be available in the preserved sectors of Old Earth. As it turns out, there are some interesting options. I could teach at the G-Force Police Academy or perhaps become a consultant with a security firm. Anywhere I can hold regular hours.”

Benji plucked at the blanket. “I’m afraid you’ll get bored.”

“With my beautiful mate and our adorable pups?” He ran his fingers through Benji’s shiny hair. “Never happen. And to be honest, this job has become more and more stressful. Even before I met you, I’d wished I could find something less draining.”

Benji peered up at him. “Then why didn’t you?”

Antoine gave Benji a smirk. “Pierre. I dreaded what would happen if I gave up my position and had no more excuses not to go to Old Earth and marry that faker.”

Benji chuckled. “Okay, that makes sense.” He adjusted his position then cuddled up to Antoine some more. “What’s it like in the G-Force Academy sector?”

“I think you’d like it quite a bit. It’s in a section of the old Untied States that remained intact after the great Yellowstone eruption many centuries ago. There are two mountain ranges framing the land, with many lakes and forests. At the northern most area, there’s a spectacular city with glass towers and a myriad of arts and entertainment. However, the academy is located in a large wooded sector outside of the city. I thought it might be nice to buy some land and build our own home there. What do you think?”

“I think it sounds magical.” Benji trailed a finger up Antoine’s bare chest then drew an invisible circle around a peaked nipple. “Do you think you stand a good chance of getting hired?”

Antoine took hold of Benji’s hand with the naughty finger and brought it to his mouth. “Very good. They’re always on the lookout for instructors from the Constantine Clan.” He sucked the digit between his lips then scraped the sensitive pad along his bottom teeth. “I could put in notice, then we could take our time moving and figuring out where we want to live.”

Benji stared open-mouthed at Antoine’s lips, his breathing accelerating. “Oh, uh…” He moistened his own lips. “But…wouldn’t you have to be sure about the job first?”

Antoine swirled his tongue around Benji’s finger then sucked on it the same way he did when he went down on him. Antoine gave it a long lick before answering him.

“Not at all. My family has amassed quite a bit of wealth over the centuries, and my share is in a trust that I draw on, have grown with prudent investments. I can take off as long as I like.”

“Are you sure you won’t get bored?”

Antoine scooted further down in the bed, bringing Benji with him. He reached between them then found Benji’s hardening length.

“Now how could I possibly get bored?”

Benji let out a low moan, his eyes rolling back. “I see your logic.”

Antoine nibbled at Benji’s throat. “Don’t you mean feel my logic?”

“Sure, whatever you say. Just don’t stop what you’re doing.”

With a soft laugh, Antoine captured Benji’s cock with his own, encircling his fingers around their stiff flesh. The doctor had told them they’d have to wait another two weeks before penetration, but that didn’t mean there weren’t other delicious activities they could enjoy in the meantime.

Antoine used their shared precum to help get the party going, but while Benji was lolling his head against the pillow, Antoine reached for the nightstand drawer with his other. He eased it open, never tearing his eyes from Benji’s face, marveling at the way he couldn’t keep still, how he kept biting his lip over and over.

Antoine quested inside the drawer until he discovered their container of lube. He continued to slowly pump their dicks while he unscrewed the cap from the tube with his teeth. Once he’d managed to get the damn thing open, he spit out the top. It clattered somewhere unseen in the room, but that was the least of his concerns.

He had a sweet omega to please.

Antoine kicked the blankets away with one foot, then squeezed a generous amount of the slick liquid onto their joined erections. Benji hissed in tandem with Antoine, the brief jolt from the cold lube a shock against their hot skin.

“Antoine…faster…”

He ignored Benji’s desperate plea, keeping his pace smooth and steady, reveling in the slippery, silken erections he controlled. Benji writhed on the sheets, covering the hand Antoine was using with both of his own, squeezing and tugging on Antoine’s fist in a futile effort to make Antoine move faster.

Antoine chuckled, not giving one inch—not even a half—as he kept command over their exchange. “Relax sweetheart, let me take care of you.”

“But…” Benji gave him his signature sad puppy eyes. “I wanna come.”

Antoine brushed his lips against Benji’s temple. “And you will.” He pulled back to give Benji his evilest grin. “When I say so.”

Benji let out a strangled groan then fell against the pillows. “You have to hurry in case the babies wake up!”