Chapter Twenty-Six
Ollie was only too happy to clear out of his place for a few hours, stealing Skye away for some bonding time with his cousins. It left Dara and Seth to a quiet house and a baby book.
“How about a bath?” Seth asked him as Dara stretched his arms above his head, stifling a yawn.
“That sounds nice,” he replied, wiggling his hips to try and ease the stiffness in his back.
Seth made a sound low in his throat and Dara glanced at him over his shoulder, finding the alpha’s gaze had drifted below Dara’s waist. Dara grinned, turning his back again and slowly peeling off his T-shirt, swinging his hips slowly from side to side. Seth actually moaned and Dara muffled a laugh. With a new baby, a pack to run, and a house full of shifters, they didn’t get a lot of alone time with each other.
Dara let his hands drift to his jeans, undoing the button and sliding down the zip. He knew Seth would hear his every movement even if he couldn’t see it. He wasn’t afraid to show off, slowly tugging the dark material down his hips, pulling his boxers with it. He kicked the last of his clothes off, hit by a wave of self-consciousness on catching sight of his belly. With three pups in there, it was growing fast. Before he could dwell on that thought, Seth was pressed to his back and the alpha’s nose pushed against his neck, inhaling deeply.
“You smell amazing,” the alpha murmured. “Look so sexy dancing for me.”
His hands found Dara’s hips, and Dara shimmied a little, loving how it made Seth growl and hold him tighter. He could feel the alpha’s lower body where it pressed against him, could feel how hard Seth was.
Dara turned in the alpha’s arms, looking up at Seth under his eyelashes while his hands found Seth’s jeans, undoing his belt and teasing his zip slowly downward. He dropped to his knees as he drew Seth’s clothes downward, a little off balance with the weight of his stomach.
“Whoa, you shouldn’t be on your knees,” Seth said softly, drawing him back up.
“But I want to,” Dara replied, pressing a slow kiss to the wolf’s lips, a tease of what was to come.
Seth moaned against him but shook his head. “Not on your knees on the hard floor.”
“Okay,” Dara agreed, grasping Seth’s hands in his and walking backward, tugging the alpha’s arms.
Seth allowed Dara to lead him to the bedroom they were staying in, Dara turning them both so that Seth’s back was to the bed. With a swift push, he had the alpha lying on his back, arms under his head, watching Dara with amusement.
“I know that look,” Seth said. “When you’re determined to do something, nothing in the world will stop you.”
Dara smiled and ducked his head. His mate knew him well. He grasped Seth’s jeans and pulled them down and off his legs, then hooked his fingers under Seth’s boxers, drawing them slowly down and off. Seth helped by pulling off his T-shirt, tossing it to the floor, before holding his hands out for Dara. He let himself be pulled up onto the bed, settling on his knees between Seth’s thighs. The alpha was right, this was a lot more comfortable than kneeling on the floor.
The urge to touch and taste Seth hadn’t abated. Dara stretched out, laying his head on Seth’s thigh and stroking a hand across his groin. Seth shuddered at even that light touch. Dara knew how he felt and vowed to devote more time to the physical side of their relationship.
He eased closer, pressing a kiss to the base of Seth’s cock. The alpha’s eyes closed with a long moan, one hand reaching down to tangle in Dara’s hair.
“You’re amazing,” the alpha said. “The things you do.”
Dara smiled, silencing Seth by kissing his way slowly down his shaft, hearing the alpha’s pleasure, watching him shudder and strain to hold still. Once he reached the tip of Seth’s cock, he licked his lips and opened his mouth. Seth’s hand tightened in his hair as he took the alpha as deep as he could, relishing the feel of him in his mouth, the taste of him on his tongue.
“Fuck, Dara. Don’t- don’t stop,” Seth pleaded softly. Dara could hear the stress and strain his voice and knew Seth was desperate for some relief. Relief that Dara would willingly give.
He closed his mouth around Seth and hummed, feeling the alpha tense, his hands grasping the bedsheets. Then, teasing with his tongue and sealing his lips around him, he sucked, like Seth was his favorite flavor of lollipop. Seth shuddered, calling out a warning. “Dara, I’m gonna-”
Dara didn’t hesitate, swallowing as Seth came, loving the alpha’s every moan and shake of his body. Once Seth was spent, he pulled his mouth away, wiping a hand across his lips and resting his head against Seth’s thigh once more.
Seth’s fingers teased through his hair, scratching gently at his scalp, and Dara let his eyes drift closed.
When he opened them again, aware that time had passed, he was alone. There was a blanket over him and he could hear the sound of running water nearby.
Rubbing a fist across his eyes, he sat up and glanced around. Seth appeared in the doorway seconds later.
“Hey, sleeping beauty. You’re up. And here I was hoping to wake you with a kiss.”
Dara lay back down and closed his eyes, feigning sleep.
Seth snorted and Dara heard his footsteps moving closer. The bed dipped and a hand caressed his cheek, tipping his head upward. Then soft lips were on his, pressing a chaste kiss to his mouth. Dara leaned into it and Seth responded by deepening the kiss, gently pressing his tongue into Dara’s mouth when he parted his lips. They kissed until they were both breathless, Dara opening his eyes as they broke apart.
“My prince is awake,” Seth said with a grin. “Your bath awaits.”
He pulled back the blankets covering Dara and lifted him into his arms. Dara rested his head against Seth’s chest, hearing the beat of the alpha’s heart against him. Gently, he was lowered into the bath, warm water surrounding him.
“Scoot forward,” Seth urged. Dara did, and Seth climbed in behind him, his long legs either side of Dara as he urged him to lie back against Seth’s chest.
“There, that’s better,” Seth said with a sigh.
But being this close to Seth wasn’t as relaxing as Dara hoped. He wiggled his hips trying to get comfortable.
“What is it?” Seth asked, wet fingers trailing across Dara’s skin.
Dara struggled to find an eloquent way to tell his mate that he was horny. Would Seth want sex given his condition?
“I need my alpha,” he said simply.
“Good thing I’m right here. But you might need to be more specific? Like do you need me to hang some shelves or chase off another alpha whose sniffing around and bothering you? Or-”
Dara pushed his hips backward, grinding against Seth’s groin.
“Oh, you need your alpha. I always suspected you only liked me for my body. Do you think we can manage like this or-”
Just as Dara was contemplating the physics of bath sex, Seth seemed to do the math, urging Dara forward and onto his knees.
“Here, lean against the edge.”
Dara grasped the cool porcelain with both hands, bending his head to rest his forehead against the rim.
“Easy,” Seth said, his hands kneading Dara’s shoulders before pressing a kiss to the mating mark on Dara’s back. “I am going to take such good care of you, wear you right out.”
And then Seth’s hands were on his ass, gently spreading him while the alpha prepared him. He whimpered, pushing himself back into Seth’s touch.
“That’s it,” Seth urged, pressing a kiss to Dara’s wet shoulder.
He glanced back over his shoulder at the alpha, meeting his dark eyes.
“How do you want it?” the alpha asked. “Hard and fast, or-”
“Slow,” Dara said with a gasp.
“Slow and steady,” Seth agreed.
He took Dara at his word, pushing into him with exaggerated care as the water shifted around them. His thrusts were just small movements of his hips back and forth, pulling gasps and moans from Dara as Seth brushed against that sweet spot inside him, over and over.
Seth took him right to the edge and kept him there. Dara could feel everything building inside him as he clung to the cool edge of the bath. He was close to tears from frustration at all the feelings he couldn’t seem to get out when Seth pressed another kiss to his shoulder and murmured into his ear.
“Ready, beautiful?”
The alpha’s hand stroked his stomach before dipping lower, wrapping a firm hand around Dara’s shaft and stroking. At the third push of Seth’s hand across his sensitive skin, he came with a gasp, sagging against the edge of the bath. His vision went white as pleasure soared through him and things got a little hazy.
There were arms around him, a soft towel against his skin, and then he was lying on his back, Seth’s body pressed against him, the alpha peppering kisses everywhere he could reach.
“Beautiful,” Seth was saying, his voice hushed. “Amazing. Sexy. Stubborn.”
Dara chuckled, reaching for his alpha, tugging Seth’s mouth to his. The kiss was hot and heavy, no sense of hesitation. Because Seth loved him, all of him, baby bump included.
With a happy, tired sigh, he let go of his fears.