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Bruiser ran his hands over Uriel’s pecs and squeezed, so milk dripped from his nipples. He gathered up those droplets and licked them off his fingers. Then he swept his hands down Uriel’s scarred belly and hips, down his thighs and back up, like it was all something to be cherished.

“Look at how gorgeous you are,” Bruiser purred.

Uriel swallowed hard, staring at Bruiser’s expression. The alpha wasn’t lying. He really thought Uriel was hot.

“Really?” Uriel couldn’t help asking.

“Mmm.” Bruiser caught Uriel’s waistband and lifted it away from his skin, peeking at his bare cock. Then he released the elastic and caressed the edge of the lace panties, barely skimming the side of Uriel’s balls.

A strangled whine slipped out of Uriel’s throat.

“You’re so hot,” Bruiser whispered, dragging a fingertip over the lace. “I love the way you respond to me.”

Uriel avoided looking at himself, all but the triangle of fabric cupping his cock. Bruiser’s fingers were slipping closer and closer to his sensitive parts, feather-light movements that tugged on the lace. Uriel could feel it though. And his cock swelled, responding to Bruiser like it already belonged to him.

“Pretty,” Bruiser murmured, tugging on the edges of Uriel’s panties to pull it straight. It made the lace stretch obscenely over Uriel’s bulge. Then his fingers slipped lower, tugging on the crotch of Uriel’s panties so it nudged his balls.

Uriel whimpered.

“Yeah? Feels good?” Bruiser kept tugging, flickers of warmth that soaked through the panties into Uriel’s skin. Through the sheer lace, Uriel watched as he grew fully hard, his tip pushing out past the waistband like it was eager to be touched. “Look at that,” Bruiser growled, tugging on the waistband so it rubbed against Uriel’s underside. Uriel jerked. “Look how hard you get for me. Such a perfect omega.”

“Th-that’s how you measure an omega? By how hard...?”

In the mirror, Bruiser smiled. And he slid his fingers boldly down the side of Uriel’s cock, a light touch.

Uriel threw his head back and moaned, his hips bucking forward, begging for more.

“That’s it. So gorgeous,” Bruiser purred. “You need to be touched, don’t you? You need to be rubbed and stroked, until you’re writhing and panting and begging.”

His fingers slipped lower, skimming Uriel’s tight balls. The panties were so thin that Uriel felt the heat of his fingers. He gasped and squirmed, only for Bruiser to hold him down, lazily stroking him through the lace.

Uriel grew so hot, he couldn’t think.

“You will watch me,” Bruiser commanded, sliding his free hand up Uriel’s stomach and chest, lightly cupping his throat. His other hand wrapped around Uriel’s covered cock. “You will see this, you will watch me fill you, and you will know exactly how you’re wanted.”

In the mirror, Uriel really looked at himself for the first time. He didn’t recognize the person in there, a scarred man with blown pupils and hooded eyelids, red lips open and panting, his nipples tight and puffy. His chest was rising and falling quickly, his back arched, his cock dripping precum onto the large hand holding it.

He looked like he was being debauched; he looked like he was drunk on pleasure, and aching for more.

“I don’t think you knocked me up,” Uriel said.

19

THE REAL, ACTUAL BREEDING (OR IS IT?)

Bruiser’s eyes flashed. “What did you say?”

Uriel lifted his chin, a thrill racing through him. “You didn’t fuck me hard enough. I think it didn’t take.”

Bruiser’s breath rushed out. He met Uriel’s gaze in the mirror, gripping Uriel more tightly in his arms. “Yeah? And how do we fix that?”

“I think you need to try harder,” Uriel said. “You should convince me that your cock isn’t weak.”

Bruiser tightened his arms around Uriel, grinding his lace-covered bulge against his back. With no difficulty at all, Bruiser lifted Uriel off his feet. He nudged over a stool and placed Uriel on it, so Uriel was closer to Bruiser’s height, their hips lining up.

“This is like our first time,” Bruiser whispered in his ear. “Remember? I had you in my arms, on a stool, and you took my cock perfectly.”

Uriel shuddered. “Y-you still remember that?”