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Zee chuckled. “Bet you won’t be pointing out other Alphas any time soon.”
Ishir didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and settled on wiggling in protest.
Zee finally let his cock go, cradling Ishir’s body as it slumped.
It took a long, long time for Ishir to calm down. He felt floaty by the end of it, completely spaced out.
“Get under the sheets. I’m getting you some water.”
“M’kay,” Ishir agreed.
The water was good, but Zee cuddling him again was even better. “You okay?” Zee asked.
“Yeah. That was good.” It had been painful anda lot, but he felt better than he had in a long time, as though he’d won the best game of his career.
“Glad to hear it, baby.” He kissed Ishir on the forehead. “Now, sleep.”
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By unspoken agreement, Ishir wasn’t allowed to come until their ruts hit.
If anything, it increased their sex drive, turning them feral, Ishir soaking in the glowing cascade of Zee’s awe. No matter how hard Zee pushed him, how much he demanded, Ishir could meet and surpass his expectations.
That didn’t mean Ishir didn’twantto come. By the time both of them had stopped taking their stabilisers, Ishir was almost out of his mind with arousal, pent up with it.
Ishir sat on the couch, staring at the bathroom door Zee had disappeared behind. Zee had only left to use the toilet, but Ishir was already itching to get him back in sight, gums hurting with the need tobitesomething.
Zee stopped short the second he exited the bathroom. “Jesus, Ishir.”
“What?”
“Just…the way you look right now.” Zee approached slowly, smile widening.
“What do I look like?” Ishir asked, pulling Zee down next to him.
“Like you wanna rip me apart,” Zee murmured.
Ishir hummed noncommittally, nosing at Zee’s neck, breathing in his scent. It made his head swim, sight tunnelling.
All there was, was Zee.
“Fuck, you smell insane,” Zee groaned.
“Yeah,” Ishir muttered absently. He needed…he needed to get Zee naked. To get him in bed. “Let’s go.”
Zee didn’t protest as he was yanked to his feet and towards the bedroom. The bed was already covered in their stuff—sheets and blankets and clothes and pillows. They’d built the nest slowly this time, adding a few items each day until it was perfect.
Well, it hadn’t beenperfect—but now, with Zee sprawled in the middle, it was complete.
Ishir stripped Zee of his clothes, doing the same to himself and crawling on top of him. He had no space in his head for words—it was all teeth and tongue and pressing, stroking fingers. He needed to consume Zee. Needed to needle into each pore, to seep into his blood, infuse every organ and every cell. Needed to be part of the way Zee breathed, of the way he worked, the way he lived.
“Christ,” Zee moaned. “You wanna fuck me?”
Ishir pulled away, some of his sense returning. “What?”
Zee licked his lips. His eyes were dark pits Ishir had to fight not to fall into. “Do you…want to…fuck me?” he enunciated.
Ishir’s head was foggy, saturated with want. “You want me to?”
