Cowt – 10, M2, promtp: omegaverse.
Krobia empire was one of the most important of the known galaxy. Their race growth until it colonised all five planets in their solar system.
The royal family was ancient and strong, most of them alpha with some omega and rare beta.
The fifth day of Gelliac
That was the borntrine of prince Vantis. The day when finally reached adulthood.
“What does it mean you bought me an omega?” Said the prince glaring at his little brother.
“it is exactly what I meant. You are a man and now you can finally have a personal omega.”
“Did not occur to you that I may have wanted to pick it out myself?” His brother Jedla was meant to be an omega himself, but the fact he was born in the royal family gave him a lot of freedom, he was allowed to choose his companions and someday he would be given as a breeding omega to seal a political agreement. He was a real specimen of Krobia omega, he had big Pointy ears coming out from the mass of his long hair. It was a mystery to Vantis how he could even brush that mane, but the white locks were always perfectly coiffed in the latest hairstyle… literally, Jedla’s hairstyles were the trend on the whole solar system, there were channels entirely dedicated to reporting every new one. His skin tone was black, as Vantis even if not dark as the alpha’s, and of course, he did not have horns.
The crown prince liked his hair short but completely shaved. Just long enough to show some styles himself. He was quite proud of how the bright white of the locks contrasted with his skin pitch black,
“Well, there is one sitting into that room, what don’t you have a look before complaining?”
“Okay okay, I got it!” Vantis opened the door slowly under the amused look of his brother Jedla. After a glance, he closed it in a hurry.
“Is that a tail?” He was sweating now. It was not any tail, it was slim and long, not so many species featured that kind of tails.
“Brother, I may be not Krobia’s king to be but I have seen your history on unbounded omegas. You got a thing for tails, where is the problem?”
“I…” he did not know himself what he wanted to say so end up staring at Jedla speechless.
“I wish I could stay here whole night listening to your denial but I have got fuck to do myself, my job here is done.”
Jedla walked toward the door but he stopped just a minute before exiting. “Vantis?”
“What?”
“Happy fucking birthday you asshole.”
“Thank you slut!”
The door slammed but Vantis spotted a smile on his brother’s lips.
He slowly opened the door again, the lights were low and a beautiful creature was cocooned on the traditional circular bed of their culture in the centre of the room, half-buried in a mountain of pillows. He looked so defenceless that Vantis was fought about waking him up.
His beauty was unique, probably he was a half breed of some kind because even if had been a proficiency student in species he could not recognise this one.
It was not just the tail, the whole body looked slim and toned. His skin was lilac-coloured with darker strips, distributed casually, without a specific pattern. He had long waving hair also purple but very dark, almost black. Two little pointy ears pocked between locks but all Vantis attention was focused on the tail, which the omega was waving a little in the sleep.
It had been ten years since he was allowed to the company of pleasure omegas. He never slept with the same twice as the law stated, but he developed a type. He liked his lovers not so built and very submissive. He realised he had a kink for tails around his fifteen borntrine, his slutty brother sneak him out of the palace, he had an orgy organised in one of the pleasure houses. There were so many different species and body-types as he has never seen before. But as soon as he eyes found a Teborian with a long tail, yellow as his eyes, he was gone. He was getting hard just by remembering his back arching in front of him when he penetrated his rounded ass gripping his tail not so gently.
Unfortunately, it was not a common feature between know species; he was lucky sometimes, but thank the fucking law he had to give up on omegas after one night.
But now finally he had a personal omega.
Said omega that it was waking up at that moment.
“Nnnh,” the guy emitted an undefined sound stroking his face on the pillow.
“Uhm hello?”
His eyes blinked open. He looked at him a little lost.
“What is your name?” Jedla just told he was untouched and trained in one of the best center, he did not have a family or a clan.
“Yuliel.” He held a pillow against his chest looking at him with bright light eyes, they were hypnotising glowing in the darkroom.
“Yuliel…” repeated Vantis tasting the name, he was simply perfect, unbelievable as it was he had to thank that dick head of Jedla.
He landed a knee on the bed before lowering himself on his hands, he cradled on him caging him between his arms.
“I was told you have never done this.”
“No Sir.”
Oh fuck.
A certain part of him really licked being called that.
“So your trainers never tried to have their way with you?”
He lowered his gaze.
“Speak, nothing his going to happen.”
“One tried,” he said really low.
Vantis stopped.
“Did he hurt you?”
“He tied me too tight to keep me still, there were sings…”
“Where his him now?” His tone was cold and dangerous.
“He is death, there were hidden cameras, to prevent these things, he did not know and they stopped him.”
“Good.”
Yuliel took back his eyes on him surprised.
“You are now my personal omega, it means that you are a part of the household, if anyone lay one hand on you he commits a crime and I will have his dick!”
He was not kidding. That creature was his to protect.
He lowered slowly savouring the moment.
Yuliel’s eyes closed while he tilted his chin to offer his lips. His saliva also softly glowing in the dark, Vantis never saw a race with this specific feature but it was already on his king lips; he could not help think about what was going to happen with those lips on his cock, he also wondered if that glow was extended to another kind of body fluids. He was going to enjoy unwrap his gift a lot.
He sucked at his bottom lips, licking his mouth, it was soft as a cream.
He definitely has to cover him in cream one day or another and lick it all away. He had all the time in the world finally. Those beautiful lips opened and another tongue met his. He found his way inside meeting two sharps ends. He lifted curiously.
He cupped Yuliel’s cheek with a hand tracing the lip’s shape with the thumb. He pushed it inside, the boy had two sweet pointy canines white as milk.
Vantis saw one hand raising from covers going for his body but it stopped middle air and fall back.
“Sorry.” He said.
“What for?”
“The head trainer says that initiative is something a good omega never has Sir.” He had a way with words a little off, with an adorable accent. Vantis loved every second of it.
“Well me, as your lover, appreciate submission, but if you feel like touching me I want you to do it. I will never push you away.”
He waited while Yuliel fidgeted on sheets fighting with himself.
This was not working. Vantis gripped his hips and rolled on the bed dragging the smaller body with him. Yuliel let out a yelp finding himself suddenly on top with Vantis’s hard cock pressed between his butt-cheeks.
“Here we go.” Said Vantis caressing his strong tights to help him relax. His skin was so peculiar to touch, it was hairless and soft but somehow silky. He reluctantly let go and put his hands behind his head in a relaxed pose, “help yourself.”
The purple on his face darkened his species version of blushing probably. His eyes sparked a little, their glow was not steady but flickering, like a candle, it looked alive.
Hesitant, Yuliel placed his hands on his chest, still covered by clothes, palming his muscles through the fabric. Focused on his exploration he did not notice Vantis lingering observation. Finally, he had the chance to have a good look at the boy. The stripes were random as his suspected but all of them inclined to the right creating a sort of diagonal pattern on his body, he had one crossing his neck but none on his legs, instead they were heavier around his tail; which was moving again on his own, undulating behind his shoulder, the temptation of grabbing it was really strong. Vantis found himself almost prying that that specie did not found it unpleasant.
“Where are you from?” He suddenly asked. Yuliel looked up from the knot of his rope which he was opening.
“I…do not know.”
Vantis did not say anything just reclined his head on the side.
“I mean, I was sent to a facility for lost children after they found me in a hospital. They had a room with cribs unsupervised for parents who did not want their children. I stayed there until I presented as an omega. Then they sent me to the training center.”
His tone was neutral but his eyes were distant.
Vantis sit up facing him.
“Hey, look at me.” He lifted his chin kissing him, “just let go, this place is your home now.” He kissed him again deeper for a long time, until leaving him breathless clinging on his shoulders. He kissed his way down to his neck cupping his ass, Yuliel started grinding against him. His cock was taking interest in the situation finally, Vantis was a little worried about it but probably the boy was just feeling shy.
He let his hands grab those round butt-cheek appreciating how they fitted perfectly in his hands, they were firm but not bulky. He thought Yuliel could not be more perfect but then he reached for his entrance and met something wet.
He moved enough to looked the other surprised.
“Slick?”
Yuliel looked adorably embarrassed.
“My kind do this… I sorry if is a turn-off.”
Vantis silenced him with another kiss. “Ssshh, you are perfect.”
He made sure to cover his fingers in the slicky liquid before pocking his entrance. “Relax.” He kept kissing him to take his attention from the finger he was pushing inside. I hooked it a little tasting around; he was not familiar with this specie he wondered if they had it.
Yuliel wailed in his arms.
“There it is, did anyone ever touched you there.”
Yuliel watched at him with lucid eyes.
“Sometimes the trainers fingered us to teach us how to relax, and there were machine and toys. For training and for punishment.”
“Mmmm;” Vantis licked his neck leaving dark marks on every piece of skin he could reach, he added a second finger and he was scissoring them slowly, “you will tell me more about it another time, I want to do all sort of things to you.” He pressed hard on his prostate and Yuliel screamed squirming but Vantis kept him still. By this point, he was up to three fingers and his patience was rapidly running short.
He had him lying down between pillows.
“I am confident they taught you the presentation position.”
Yuliel rolled panting hard. He pressed his upper body on the bed and lifted his hips.
“Oh shit.” Vantis could see everything, from his hair, open around him like petals, his back was so beautifully bent and faded in the most perfect ass he ever had seen. On top of everything, his tail was flipped showing his dripping entrance.
It was not going to last but he did not matter, he could fuck this omega every time he wanted.
The thought went directly to his dick, which was pocking the hole.
He pushed the head inside letting Yuliel get used to being penetrated by a real cock for the first time. It took a while to get his long girt inside but it was worth it. Hot walls clenched around him reverberating with Yuliel shaking. The boy took it well trying to get away just once but Vantis kept him in place, in a different situation he would have punished the omega but he was ready to cut him some slack since it was their first night.
Finally, all seated inside, his heavy balls grinding right against the omega’s smooth ass, he let out a groan, it was paradise. The virgin tight hole was going to be the death for him.
He caressed the Yuliel’s back getting him to relax. The pale skin was covered in a layer of sweat, the tail curling like his toes. The sweat was not so glowing, noticed Vantis, the were shiny spots only where there was a lot gathered, like in the middle of his shoulder blades.
“You doing well, taking me all the way inside. I will take care of you, I’ll make you feel good. Relax.” Slowly his shoulders relaxed the tail waving a little.
It was hypnotising. Riled up Vantis gave thrust and then another one. The wet hole tight around him, spasming occasionally when he brushed against the prostate.
Soon enough he was pistoning the small body under his. Yuliel’s moans filled the room fueling his arousal.
Feeling the orgasm building he slowed down giving stronger thrusts, his knot started forming and he kept pounding the omega until he managed to slide it inside.
He gave a deep hard plunge tucking the smaller body close to his larger frame, the rim suddenly loosing up. Stuck inside, he rolled his hips feel himself tensing. A moment away from the orgasm he grabbed the tail pushing as deep as he could.
The orgasm rushed through him like a bomb. The alpha came with an intensity he had never felt before, howling to the heavens in pure pleasure as his seed filled up the defenceless omega. Yuliel was screaming in ecstasy his tail trembling in his grip.
He fell on the pillows trailing the omega with him. He was near his rutting period and he was going to take a while before he would stop cumming.
He was pleased to find the traces of Yuiliel pleasure on his stomach, his spurt was glowing as well as he suspected and it was much brighter. The omega was curled up keeping Vantis arms around him. He was needy and soft. Vantis was going to enjoy him a lot.
—-
Prince Jedla, enjoyed a lot being a ìn omega. He did not have pressures like Vantis, all he had to do in his life was to give birth to some pups at some point, which meant sex, possibly a lot of it. He liked sex a lot. Especially with other people, his father used his passion more than once to get political favours. He made sure to get for Jedla the best anti conceptional and he made sure he had a personal healer.
He was pretty satisfied with his life. He also had a big brother to torment. Vantis walked in the room like a robot, without acknowledging his presence. Jedla loved sneaking into his rooms just to piss him off, but it was not fun he did not lose it.
“So, on a scale from a dry handjob to the fuck of your life how grateful are you to me?”
“I just woke up, can’t you wait until after breakfast to be weird?” Finally looking in his direction, he had shadows under his eyes and the hair were wild around the horns.
Jedla arched one eyebrow.
“Don’t tell me…”
“Jedla.”
“You did not sleep did not you?”
“I need a coffee before this.”
“YOU DID NOT SLEEP!”
“Jedla I swear I’ll kill you.” A vase went flying over the room missing Jedla widely.
Jedla literally danced out of the room giving his threat no spare attention. He was shining whit self-satisfaction. He knew the young slave was going to be perfect for Vantis. He was so innocent yet well trained, with the tail and the full submissive personality he made the perfect match for his brother.
Unfortunately, his good mood was not going to last.
“Prince Jedla.” Said a raspy voice.
Jedla stopped swallowing a curse.
“Ambassador, good morning.” He said turning with the best fake smile he could put together.
“Be good, you call me Razloc, I’m asking you.” Tentacles lurked around him. He was not allowed to touch him but he did not stop him to be creepy.
His race, the Nameries, had a conspicuous number of tentacles coming out from their back and poor manners when it comes to personal space. On their planet omegas were not much more than properties, there were no rules for the alphas to respect if they could afford an omega they could do whatever they pleased with him.
Jedla heard terrible stories about omegas, from the lower class, being tied to benches since the day they presented in specific facilities, with a tube stuck in their mouth for feeding.
The alphas could come by and have their way with them with no surveillance.
Nameries hardly adapted to the empire’s laws.
“That would be unappropriated.” It was his fault. His father gave him a bodyguard since the day Razloc started to show interest in him. He was far from influential enough for the king to offer a night with his son. But Jedla that morning had the terrible idea to escape his quarters just to torment his brother and now he was alone with a tentacle just an inch away from his face.
“Oh, such a prideful omega. It is good you make yourself so hard to get, make hunt better. But don’t you worry, the king would beg for me to take you after my next deal. Then you’ll scream Razloc’s name.”
He went away leaving Jedla disgusted and exasperated. He seriously doubted he would never achieve anything which could make the king beg…or even just look at him, luckily his father shared his repulsion for those creatures.
He shacked the sensation away, he had an appointment with general Minust’s firstborn, Hubnir, the young soldier stopped a terrorist on the third planet and saved hundreds of people. Jedla had jerked off twice when his father told him he was going to be his reward. The boy was so well built and so inexperienced, Jedla was going to have so much fun with him.
He danced down the hallway blowing kiss to guards.
Razloc observed him. He was going to ruin the frivolous omega, fuck him full with his eggs and delete his smug smile.
Vantis had his mood ruined as well. He marched in the king’s quarters flagging a pad.
“What does it mean we have a meeting with Vithois?!”
“Leave us!” His father strong personality gave that peculiar ability to exude authority even with a quiet tone. All the attendants and advisers fled the room. “It would be expected for a prince to know some manner.”
“It would be expected for the Prime of Krobia to not invite the most vicious race in the galaxy to his court.”
“You will have more gentle manners to our guest when they arrive.”
“You are really doing this?”
He put down the glass with a thud. “I’m the Prime King I don’t need to explain myself.”
Vantis crossed his arms, he wanted a prince he shall have.
“Yes father, you don’t need to, I’m sure you have your reasons, the thing is that you may want to educate your heir to the king’s ways since he is supposed to live up your name one day.”
The king growled exposing his fangs.
“You will respect me!”
Vantis hold up at the best of his possibilities, but he ends up on the floor on his knees, his long ears flat.
The king exhaled a breath: “get up, a prince shouldn’t knee in front of anyone.” He held out his hand and Vantis accepted.
“What happened?” He asked serious.
“Is the Reanus system, they are backing from the conflict on the Frost border.”
“What? They can’t just back off!”
“The prime died. Their religion says the whole race will refrain from conflict or carnal pleasure for a Gorb.”
“And you need new alliances.”
“I also gathered the Rimblers prime, the Nemeries cartel’s counsellor, the Khnesel father and the Asanes kings. Together with our allies. The formal reason was your adult ceremony.”
Vantis nodded. “What is our goal?”
“We need to show strength, to make them understand what good could come from being part of the Pack’s alliance.”
“I will give dispositions for the ceremony and the celebrations.”
The prime gave him a rare paternal smile.
“Good. Now tell me, I was under the impression Jedla got you a bornthrine’s gift.”
Vantis blushed, he was not ready to have that kind of conversation with his father.
“Yes, it was…acceptable.”
“Acceptable? Who do you think suggested to Jedla where to find it?”
“Good, I mean good. I…I think I better go to give orders…for the ceremony…to be ready.” He kept blabbing retreading. A deep laugh followed him out of the room. The valet gave him a look.
“What?” The poor guy gulped and run away.
He had to be adopted, decided Vantis, no way he was blood-related to those two.
–
Later that day Vantis walked in his rooms with a gloomy aura, he had a shitty day and he felt like going to bed right away just to make it finish.
“Oh…hi?” He stopped surprised, Yuliel was standing near a window. He almost forgot about the omega. The other one meanwhile crossed the room the knee at his feet. That was a hell of a show. He did not glow in the daylight and he noticed his hair were not exactly purple as he thought; there were traces of a dark blue in the locks.
The cute boy all submissive with his head reclined and his hands on his lap.
“How may I serve you master?”
“You don’t have to kneel when I walk in, you don’t have to kneel at all unless I instruct you otherwise.”
“As master want.” He got up with grace smiling.
Vantis brushed one of his cheeks reaching behind his neck and dragged him forward.
Their lips met and they kissed for a long time.
Then it really hit him.
Yuliel was his, he was not going to be taken away, no one else would touch him. As the prince, you could think he had everything. But his father always made him feel like he did not earnt anything, that everything was given to him because he was the king.
But that did not apply to Yuliel, omegas only belonged to their alpha, even the king did not have the power to bring them apart.
He suddenly felt the compelling need to hug the omega tight.
His omega.
Yuliel let him, also reclining the head to giving him space to scent him. That was also new. He could scent the pleasure’s omega all he wanted but it was going to fade away, on the other hand, Yuliel already smelled like him, and he would always do.
The end up on a soft armchair. The omega was sitting on his lap and just revealed another feature of his race. His was purring happily against his chest, the small body was a perfect fit against his broad one.
Vantis was hard, but he did not feel like doing anything about it, not yet. For now, he was satisfied in running his hand between the lock and caressing his tight with the other.
“Tell me more about your training, yesterday you mention toys, for punishment I believed you said.”
“They teased us for long periods, but we were allowed to cum. Or they also made us orgasm multiple times in a row until we were dry.”
Something in his tone was weird. Vantis had been trained in reading people since he was old enough to stand.
“You liked it? Being teased without being granted release?” He closed his hand at the base of Yuliel cock which jerked in his hold, “What about multiple orgasms, how many did you have in a row?”
Vati let his hand slid from his head, behind his back and then on his ass; he did not give the slave any instruction about clothing so he did not wear anything. He made a mental note to put together a wardrobe for him, not that he minded having him naked all the time. Yuliel let out a little moan against his neck. He obliviously was touched starved but he was going to put an end to that.
“I… like what my alpha like.” He stumbled on the words like they made him learnt them but they could not really brainwash him into interiorizing the concept.
Good.
He did not want a doll.
“Your alpha want to know what Yuliel like in bed, will you be good for me?” He pressed a finger inside, his hand already wet in slick. The omega moaned against his throat when he found his prostate and started to play with it. He did not plan taking an omega in so soon, he needed to stock some toys and ropes possibly… a lot of ropes, Yuliel would look so gorgeous all tied up.
“I don’t know…” said Yuliel.
Vantis leans down to him, nuzzling his own cheek against Yuliel’s soft one, and then pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
Vantis hummed: “I guess we just need to find out. How about for now you show me your skills with this?” He cupped his face pressing his thumb on the soft lips, he pressed it inside and Yuliel grants him access swirling his tongue around it. He was so obscene and natural that Vantis almost changed his mind, but he could always fuck the sweet omega afterwards.
Instead, he retracted his hands and Yuliel slide on his knees gracefully, the prince made room for him parting his leg and watched him in awe as he let his head rest on his tight while he mouthed his erection through the cloth.
“So beautiful.” The small fingers found their way in his clothes and soon his erection stood free.
He watched as Yuliel cupped him in his hand and pressed a kiss to the tip. He was the perfect mix of innocent and yet obscene. His heart thundered in his chest and a flush spread across his cheeks, he was no virgin but that omega drove him nuts. He slid a hand down to cup his cheek as he looked up at Vantis through heavy-lidded eyes. His lips softly closed over his head sucking only the tip, his tongue lapping his crack.
The show he was putting on was hot himself and the guy sure had some good skill. He lowered his head taking at least half of his shaft inside his hot mouth.
Vantis tangled his fingers with his silky hair following the bobbing of his head up and down. He scraped the floor with his feet letting out an unintentional moan as suddenly Yuliel went down relaxing his throat, he stopped only when his nose was pressed on Vantis pubes.
The prince sucked air in loudly his mouth gaping open, it was the best blow job he ever received.
Shiny eyes glinted with the hint of laughter at the long moan which left his lips when Yuliel hollowed his cheeks and applied extra pressure to Vantis’s length.
Crap.
He was going to come his orgasm already building. Yuliel raised his head and then he went down again sucking strongly as he pressed his face forward, Vantis dick digging deep in his throat. He planted his nails in Vantis tight and the pain threw him over the edge.
He arched on the armchair pressing Yuliel head down blindly as he emptied directly in his throat.
His body was shaking buy the strength of his climax his breath coming in raspy.
He lasted barely a minute.
Unbelievable.
He rested there letting go of Yuliel head to hold the armrests. The slave sat quietly on his heels, his head reclined as he recovered from the mind-blowing orgasm.
“What the fuck was that?!” Vantis stared at him speechless.
Yuliel shoulders tensed.
“Are you unsatisfied with my performances?” His voice was filled with worry and Vantis almost gave himself a very un-royal face-palm.
“No…” He said in a more soft voice. He made Yuliel raise his head with to fingers and smiled at him. “Came here.” He opened his arms and the omega climbed his lap curling against his chest.
He was so needy and desperate for approval that Vantis heart tightened. He hugged him tucking his head in his neck, letting his pheromones wrapping around him as a safety blanket. The alpha scent was chemically made to comfort omegas.
“I’m not disappointed, quite the opposite. It was amazing, the best blow job I ever received, I never lasted so short. That thing you did with your throat was… I don’t even know what it was, don’t you have a gag reflex? How did you even manage to breathe?”
Yuliel was purring again, his hands tightly holding his shirt. He was just adorable.
“The trainers said that I need to breathless than other species since they don’t know exactly what I am the were surprised themselves. What is a gag reflex?”
“It is that thing that sometimes make you feel like you want to throw up, doesn’t happen to you?”
“I don’t think so if I need to empty my stomach I can just do so.”
Vantis frowned. That was weird. He had no idea of what kind of genealogy brought that sweet creature in this world but he could not be helped and be grateful for it.
It felt like Yuliel was tailored to his desire.
He lowered his head looking for his hips. He moved the omega on his lap bringing him to sit facing him. He deepened the kiss cupping his ass to bringing him closed. Yuliel was hard against him, little moans muffled by their kiss. He guided his hips in grinding against him.
He leaned back on the armchair leaving his lips to admire his state of arousal. The small alien his gripping his shoulders to have some leverage for his thurst, heavy breathing, his tail curled around his leg and the hard press of his erection against his stomach. He eyes are locked and his head thrown back as he rode him and Vantis found himself hard again, he used to have a refractory period once… before Yuliel.
He closed his hand on the pulsing erections a the omega whine.
He pumped him a little enjoying his moans before reaching around him. He is already wet, his hole dripping and he slided two fingers inside easily. Yuliel moans grow stronger as he got stimulated from both ends.
Vantis want to fuck him again but he decided to try something else first. He fastened his stroke teasing the little bulb inside him until Yuliel moans increased. He felt his cock pulsing on his palm as he got closer then he tightened his fingers around the base.
Hard.
The omega scream looking at him lost.
He doesn’t know what to do with himself as he kept stimulating his prostate but at the same time staving his orgasm.
Yuliel crash on him painting his voice desperate and Vantis take pity on him, he brought his finger out from him giving him a minute.
When he is sure he is not going to come right away he let go of his erection to hold his hips.
“Be good for me now.” Yuliel eyes are tearful but he still raised on his lap to descend on his dick, impaling himself to the hilt.
Ball deep inside him, Vantis roll his hips drawing moans from the omega.
Everything about Yuliel feels amazing; from the way his muscles clench tight around his cock, to the desperate noises echoing in his ears, to his sweat coated skin sliding against his own he just wished the light were off to admire the alluring light of his partner.
He did not expect to be so turned on just by the fact that Yuliel was like a puzzle for him to solve, everything about him was unique and unpredictable. And he wanted to study him thoroughly, mapping every inch of skin to find out his erogenous spots and discover which other secrets were hidden in the purple silky skin.
He moved his hands to Yulliel’s ass cheeks and pulled them apart so his cock could penetrate deeper and his lover cried out his name, bouncing faster and faster. He raised one hand to tuck it in his hair again, tugging his head back so their mouth can come together in a frantic kiss full of tongue and teeth and breathy moans.
He was close his knot forming at the base of his cock. He held Yuliel tighter pressing his body forward. Yuliel scrambled a little reclined in the air, his body clenching around him by the fear of falling. His moans hot as hell near Vantis ear.
The prince increased his pace, slamming the smaller body down as his hips thrust up. He was close.
Grunting he finally shoved the knot inside, feeling Yuliel’s slick heat clench around him when another high pitched sound left the man’s mouth and his head tilted back in the air his eye wide. He felt a thick hot stripe of cum against his stomach.
He leaned back bracing himself against the armchair giving small thrust, as much as his knot allowed. Yuliel has melded against his chest still high in the afterglow. The tension around his cock suddenly relaxed and his orgasm exploded like a star leaving him rutting hard and pulsing come inside the omega.
He blanked out for some moments his legs numb and his head empty.
He came back to Yuliel leaving small kisses on his collarbone. With a satisfied groan, he held him closer. He loved the way the omega was slowly opening up. The day before he was a little bundle of nerves so tense to show up any spontaneous behaviour while now he felt so comfortable to have a little spurt of affection.
He was not scared of him.
He realised.
In the past, his title always hung over his head. Even the most submissive slave was taken aback by the fact he was the next king of Krobia. That if he was not pleased he could just go and dispose of them. To scared to realised he would never do that.
That was not the case with Yuliel.
He literally felt like the omega’s world revolved around him, that he tried to please him not because he had to but because he wanted to.
He genuinely wanted to be there.
He really had to find some amazing gift to thank that whore of his brother.