KISSING WAS ALL WELL and good, but having failed at letting Ghian f**k him from behind, he was quite stuck as to what to do other than pet his mate’s shoulders and back. He could both smell and feel Ghian’s interest, banked but real, as they took their time exploring each other’s mouths and necks, and he didn’t want to push him too far.
He expected Ghian would fall off the bed trying not to make him feel uncomfortable, but what about his discomfort? Aalyan wanted to give him something, to give him joy.
Was that the alpha in him? Desperate to cater to his mate’s needs? Or the omega, who wanted to give even when his cup had run empty?
That night as they walked back together from the communal meal, Aalyan actually reached out for his mate’s hand first, earning himself a pleased smile at hi
