Before feeling Davian under him, Lake had smelled his mate’s arousal. His dark, bittersweet scent was enough to make slick pool between his thighs. Davian was usually always in control, it was why he couldn’t ignore this exception despite how sleepy he was.
It took a couple of tries, but he eventually got the tip in, his legs trembling slightly as he slowly sat down on his husband’s length. He looked up at Davian then, pleasantly surprised at how cooperative he was being. Any other time, Davian would have interjected several times to stop him from hurting himself.
Davian’s gray eyes were fogged over as he stared down at him with a spaced-out expression that showed just how much pleasure he was in. His powerful hands held his waist and thigh to keep him upright, but that was all Davian did.
It kept Lake from falling face forward when he bottomed out, several full-body shivers going through him, his stretched hole pulsing wildly, precum spilling onto Davian’s tank top.
He was so deliciously full, Davian was big enough to constantly press down on his prostate, sending shockwaves of pleasure radiating through him. Lake reached out for his mate, clinging to Davian with an expression of bliss on his face. He had gotten exactly what he wanted, his eyes drooped as he started to doze off.
Davian held Lake close, his reactions more out of habit than anything else. He felt like electricity had arced right through his brain when Lake took him in so easily without prep, there hadn’t even been the slightest hint of discomfort on his beautiful face.
It was a miracle had hadn’t cummed the instant Lake bottomed out, his mate’s tight hole milking him. Davian could stay , and he planned to. Lake was about to fall asleep, and he didn’t want to ruin his mate’s nap.
Lake gradually went limp on him, his face resting against his shoulder, his breath light and warm. The Omega seemed perfectly comfortable in his current position, his stiff cock pinned between their bodies.
Davian stifled a low moan, leaning back against the chair, spacey and a little out of it. He had to put in some effort to stop his hands from roaming, he wanted nothing more right then than to take off Lake’s colorful nipple pads and get his fingers wet with milk.
His mate was so addictive, he could never get enough of him.
Lake woke up to a moan being fucked out of him, his arms instinctively going around his mate’s neck as soon as he opened his eyes.
Davian paused as soon as he noticed, a frown on his perfect face. "I woke you up."
Lake rotated his hips a little, but it was enough to wipe the frown off Davian’s face, the muscles in his abdomen flexing. He had taken off his tank top sometime while Lake was asleep, and he couldn’t be happier, plastering himself up against the Alpha.
"I can always go back to sleep," He said flippantly, making a move to get off Davian.
The Alpha stopped him with a possessive hand on his waist, "What are you doing?"
"Getting comfortable so you can better fuck me. I want to lie on my back." Lake explained bluntly, his voice quiet from sleep.
Davian didn’t let Lake get off him, he needed to be inside his mate, or he would lose his mind. He easily changed their position while keeping them joined, leaning down to kiss his mate, who was staring up at him with wide brown eyes.
Lake had a look of pleasant surprise, Davian was being very demanding, he almost couldn’t believe his eyes. He held Davian’s face to keep him close after the kiss, "Are you in rut?" He teased, the expression contorting to one of pleasure when Davian thumbed his nipples through the pads.
"M’not," Davian murmured. And he wasn’t just saying that, he made sure to check thoroughly with Doctor Perez. Although he knew Lake had handled him in rut before, he didn’t want to pose a threat to his pregnant mate.
The conversation trailed off there, Lake’s mouth fell open in pleasure as Davian fucked him into the bed like he asked for, his over sized shirt bundled up around his shoulder blades, soft skin splashed red.
His cock spasmed as his orgasm washed over him, completely forgetting what he had been saying to his mate. He arched as Davian fucked him to another orgasm before filling him up, his entire body oversensitive.
Davian still made no move to pull out, it made Lake open his eyes, a curious look in them, one that held no judgment. His mate was wrapped around him, his face tucked in his neck, there was no missing that he was still hard.
Lake welcomed his warm weight, his hands stroking Davian’s bare back. Usually, his mate would be too self-conscious to lie on him , it sparked a bit of worry in him. "Are you alright?" He asked gently, he didn’t doubt Davian’s claims that he wasn’t in rut, but it had him wondering what else could cause this sudden change, "Are you in pain?"
Davian shook his head, he should get up and get them cleaned, he should give his pregnant mate a break but his body was doing fuck all but listening to him. "I’m fine..." He dredged up a response, his voice muffled, "It’s just... your scent," A shudder wracked through him as he spoke, "It’s driving me crazy."
Lake’s eyes sparkled at Davian’s words, "Really?" He asked without really expecting a response, already scheming. "Let’s move this to the bed then," He suggested.
He planned to make a call to Doctor Perez that evening, he had all his fingers crossed that there was nothing wrong with his mate. He wouldn’t even mind if they spent the last week of their honeymoon in bed.
They were supposed to go to the amusement park the next day, which was a weekend, but amusement parks were a dime a dozen, he would rather be robbed of his ability to walk some other way.
"I need to get you cleaned up. Are you sleepy?" Davian said instead, although it sounded like he was convincing himself, his hips flexing.
Lake hummed happily, as content as a sunbathing cat. "We can do that in the bedroom."