The Omega's Price

Chapter 22: Secrets

Mew's eyes blinked open slowly and Gulf groaned in impatience, he needed him awake now. He needed... he needed... he just plain needed. The bed creaked under Gulf's weight as he climbed up, throwing a leg over Mew's waist. The friction of his pajama bottoms against his throbbing erection had him whimpering and he bent down eagerly to brush his lips against Mew's mouth. Mew's eyes widened as he came awake, and Gulf moaned at the hardening member pushing against his ass. This is what he needed. He needed to be full, the emptiness sated.

Gulf's brain short circuited as Mew's rough hands came up to caress along his thighs and his pajama bottoms became uncomfortable as his ass gushed slick. His hole clenched up, the aching emptiness enough to drive him crazy as loud whimpers echoed around the room and their mouths moved together violently. He had never been this desperate, but the insane need was making his eyes water in frustration. He couldn't seem to remove his clothes and kiss Mew at the same time, but the thought of parting from those lips made panic settle in his chest. Quickly, he needed to be filled quickly. If not, he was pretty sure he was going to die. His body flushed with fever and his mind clouded with an indescribable lust.

Gulf tried to get his shirt unbuttoned but the material stretched tight over his belly was too much as his fingers trembled.

"Mew get these fucking clothes off me right now. Mew please!" Gulf whined as he broke the kiss and cried out in anger.

Mew's eyes filled with worry as he finally came fully awake and noticed Gulf's desperation, "babais are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Less talking more fucking" Gulf replied impatiently as he cried in triumph at getting a button open.

Mew's eyes narrowed as his gazed dragged along Gulf's body before they widened in understanding. A smirk twitched along his lips as mirth filled his eyes and his fingers drew patterns on the heated skin of Gulf's thigh, "what's going on Gulf? Is something happening? Surely it can't be a heat cycle while you're this pregnant."

"I swear Mew, if you don't get that cock in my ass in the next two minutes you won't touch me ever again."

"What will you do for the next month then babais?"

"Mew..." Gulf drifted off in warning as he panted, cock straining against the sticky material of his pajamas.

Mew chuckled seductively as his palms drifted up his thighs and moved towards the opening of his shirt, fingers gripping and ripping, the shirt parting to expose his giant belly and buttons flying in every direction. Gulf moaned impatiently as his hips moved on their own, grinding down on Mew's fully hard cock, his breath hitching as he felt the object of his desire through the thin cotton.

His belly kicked and Gulf sent a mental apology for what the babies were about to endure even as his mouth moved, words gasping from his lips, "Mew please fuck me. I need you so bad. I've never needed anyone the way I need you."

All mirth fled from Mew's eyes and hunger filled them as Gulf's neediness finally pricked his alpha nature. Pheromones filled the room as they billowed from Gulf, his clean, slightly floral scent masking everything. Mew sat up, his own body bursting with impatience as he fumbled with the pajamas before blowing out a frustrated breath. His body moved, muscles shifting beneath his skin as he stood up, lifting Gulf with him and ripped his pajamas down and away. Gulf kicked his feet throwing the pajamas across the room as Mew began to gently place him back on the bed into his favorite position of being on his side so he could feel Mew filling him up from behind as his arms wrapped protectively around him. Gulf's hand pressed against his chest as their eyes met and Gulf shook his head before he could be placed down, "I-I need to be on top."