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My mate grunts deep in his chest and I feel a flood of his cum soaking my ass.
His strokes slow as he leans down to kiss me, my blood singing in my veins with how he treated my body. Andrew keeps kissing me, even when my cum starts to dry and his softening cock slips out of me. He only stops when I giggle.
“What?” he asks, looking down at me with a gentle expression on his face. Gods, I never would have guess Scrooge was capable of an expression like that.
After my giggle fit is over, I place a hand on his cheek, rubbing his face. His bright eyes shine down at me, and my heart constricts. I’m not sure what that emotion is, so I push it to the side. “I’m laughing because I’m lying in the wet spot.” Andrew’s face turns pink, which makes me laugh more. “You came a lot, wicked alpha.”
He groans, leaning his head on my shoulder. “Sorry,” I hear him say, though a little muffled. “I probably should have told you that, but it slipped my mind. I haven’t had sex in …” He pauses, then groans again. “Almost a year.”
“Same, so I’m not judging. But fuck, that was a lot. I can still feel it leaking out. Let’s go shower and change the sheets. We might need to stay at your place tonight if my bed isn’t dry.” I’m joking, but also serious. No one wants to sleep in the wet spot.
Andrew sits up, looking down at me. “You want to come to my place? And stay the night?”
“If I can. But not tonight. I was kidding.”
“You can, ya know? Whenever you want. As long as you want. You’re always welcome.”
The smile that spreads across my face won’t leave. Good. I like it there.
Chapter 9
Andrew
Waking up with Dylan in my arms was amazing. Being inside him even more so. I’m still surprised he let me mark him. I don’t regret it, though; Dylan is mine.
We shower together, exchanging gentle touches and a few kisses while washing each other. Dylan has a small smile on his face the entire time, grinning up at me with a twinkle in his eyes. I’ll have to call Rome and let him know what happened and thank him for giving me the push to get my mate.
After the shower, I grab a towel from the counter and wrap it around myself, then palm the other. Turning back to Dylan, I dry him off, tenderly touching his body, a small smile on my face when I come across where my marks are on his skin. He tastes so sweet that I had to suck on his skin everywhere. I drop to my knees in front of him, tapping his foot so I can dry it.
I look up at him and see his smirk. “All it took was for me to give you some ass to turn you into this sweet alpha?”
Dylan gives me his foot and I dry him off, scoffing as I do. “Do you want me to finish the job or not?”
With a tinkling laugh, Dylan gives me his other foot and I dry it and his lower leg. He’s so small and his legs only have fine hair, making him appear almost hairless. I see his cock grow and I grin, loving that I have this effect on him, even after I just drained his balls dry.
Putting the towel on the counter, I press into him, feeling his cock harden even further against my naked thigh. “Something you need, my little omega?”
Dylan licks his lips, panting slightly when I drop my hands to his ass. I knead the flesh, but don’t slide my fingers between his crease, even though I’m longing to feel his drenched hole again.
Shaking his head, he says, “No. I’m good.” His voice is shaking and I see how fast his chest is rising and falling. “You need something?”
I lower my face to his, watching his tongue dart out quickly to moisten his bottom lip. When I’m only about an inch from his mouth, I stop. “No, baby. Let’s go rest, yeah?” I pull back and watch him pout, laughing as I hand him his clothes.
We dress and go to the living room, sprawling on the couch. I pull him against me, so he’s lying basically on top of me. “That’s better,” I mutter, rubbing my hand over his cheeks.
His smile is bright as he says, “You are a contradiction, Scrooge. You’re sour, then you’re sweet.” He puts his finger on his chin like he’s thinking, then says, “Like a sour patch kid.”
“Ha ha,” I muse, kissing his chin, then tucking him beside me. “Want to put on a Christmas movie? I’ll suffer through it for you.”
Dylan’s smile softens as he leans forward and plants a chaste kiss on my lips. “No, it’s fine. I told you, I watch them all year round, so I’m not missing anything.”
I select an action movie and we settle in for a good watch. The whole time, Dylan barely moves, his warm weight making me happy in a way I’ve never experienced before. His quiet contentment warms my heart and I’m thankful that my cold shoulder didn’t deter him from trying to get to know me.
Over the past few days, he’s been trying to bring me around, asking me questions and sharing things about himself. I’ve answered, but didn’t share more about what happened with my ex. If I could go back, I would have tried to be more open. I wouldn’t let the shitty thing Carlton did cut me off from anyone. Especially an omega as sexy and friendly as Dylan.
I want to give him something, but what? What can I possibly give him that will make up for my shitty attitude, when he was nothing but kind to me? Even when he was teasing me at the bar, it was all in good fun.
Then I have it. It’ll be out of character, but I know I should risk it. For my mate.
