Ashton's POV:
Sage has been near impossible to satisfy in the last two hours because he's just hit his peak. Even when he's knotted, he won't relax and just keeps grinding down on me to try to feel more.
"Ashton, I need more," he begs, getting all pouty because I won't give him more. "You're supposed to take care of me!"
"Sage, light of my life, you're literally on my knot. There isn't much more that I can do," I say as he growls irritably and leans up to lick my mate mark before biting down on it and making my cock let out another gush of semen. "Brat..."
He cackles happily, but I push his face away before he can continue to nip at my flesh. "I'm in heat! Let me do what I want!"
"We're between rounds so you need to rest, Sage," I tell him, trying to be firm, but I don't like using my Alpha voice on him while he's in heat.
I did closer to the start and he immediately obeyed, but it was scary to have and use that kind of power. I haven't fallen into it since because he's my mate and the man I love. He's not some toy or something for me to boss around.
"I'm the one in heat, so I know what I want."
"Yes, but I'm the one watching over you and taking care of you, so I know what you need," I tease, kissing his forehead.
A knock at the door has me growling ferociously because I wasn't expecting it and I don't want anyone in here. However, I know that we both need to eat and get some water into our systems, so I tone it down and pull a blanket over both of us.
"Calm down, big guy," Sage says, nuzzling my neck.
The door opens slowly and Alder walks into the room with a tray. There's some fruits and vegetables on a plate, crackers, and two huge cups of ice water. He sets it down on the nightstand and pulls a pill bottle out of his pocket.
"Do you need any painkillers, sweetheart?" he asks Sage, before looking at my back and wincing. "The offer is open for you, too, Ashton."
"No, I have a dick inside of me, so I'm all good," he says happily, laying against me in content. "We're just past the peak."
Alder leaves the bottle of painkillers on the nightstand beside our food. "Make sure Sage drinks all the water at least. He's dehydrated himself during heats before and I don't want him to have to deal with the headache. You need to make sure you're also hydrated, Ashton."
I salute him and he leaves the room quietly. As soon as he's gone, I grab the cup of water and hand it to Sage, but he wrinkles his nose.
"No thanks," he comments, scowling. "I'm not thirsty. Well, for anything other than dick."
I sigh.
Sage can be such a stubborn brat when he's horny, from what I've learned, and it's among the most frustrating things that I've had to tackle with my mate. Especially because I'm really against using my Alpha voice since I have to rely on persuasion as opposed to just telling him what to do, not that I'd change my method.
"If you drink all of your water then I'll let you try to make me come again even though you're already knotted..." I purr in his ear, making him perk up a bit. "But you have to drink it all first."
He huffs but grabs the glass and slowly drinks it. About halfway through the glass, my knot finally goes down and I pull out of him. The action seems to piss Sage off and frustrate him because he immediately starts to drink the water as quickly as he can.
Instead of looking all cocky and satisfied once he's drank it down, Sage's eyes widen and he sprints to the bathroom.
I follow him and rub his back as he throws up all of the water, coughing the entire time once he's gotten rid of the contents of his stomach. It's hard to see him like this, so I sit behind him while he coughs and eventually leans back against my chest.
"Sorry," he whimpers in a scratchy voice, pushing his face against me and crying. "I'm sorry, Ashton."
I run my fingers through his soft, blonde hair. "You don't have to apologize, Sage."
"I was so cocky that I threw up," he cries, and it would be a funnier sentence if he wasn't so distressed. "I'm a bad Omega!"
"You're the best, cutest, funniest, and my favorite Omega," I say, trying to stop his self loathing because it could lead to a drop. "I'm going to run us a bath, okay? And I'll go get you the other glass of water so you can get some in you and rehydrate."
He whines when I try to leave him for a brief second, so I end up carrying him to the bedroom to get the glass of water and then set him on the closed toilet seat. Sage slowly drinks the water as I run the bathtub and put some lavender bath oils in it to calm him down and hopefully get him ready for bed.
Once his peak is over, we should be able to relax a bit because he won't need as much sex or attention.
But for now...
"You need to get in the tub first," Sage comments, once he's mostly finished the glass of water and seems less upset as opposed to his mood a few minutes ago.
"Why...?" I ask, because my biggest fear is he's trying to catch me off guard so he can run off and do something stupid.
Sage is smart, but heat-Sage likes to make dumb decisions just because he's stubborn. He kept trying to leave the room on his second day of heat, claiming that he could kick Zach's ass even with his heat. It took me promising to let him suck me off (because apparently Omegas in a heat lull are addicted to giving blowjobs and pleasuring their Alphas) in order for him to stop trying to leave the room.
Once his heat started hitting harder though, he got a lot more clingy and reliant on me. Sage did explain that because he is a stubborn, take-control Omega that it's a little more difficult to handle him as opposed to another Omega who is naturally more submissive.
I don't mind because I love every piece of Sage, but I know it makes him nervous since he thinks it'll make me like him less. I don't want to change who he is because we are meant to be together and I like how his personality is.
"So that I can sit on your dick," he says, like it's obvious. "I want bathtub sex."
Well, I'm fine with that, honestly.
I get into the hot water and Sage is on top of my thighs in a second.
His hand find my cock and he starts moving it so that I get harder. Not that my cock has really softened during his heat because of his scent, but Sage likes it when I'm as hard as I can get.
He wastes no time impaling himself on my cock once he decides that I'm hard enough and he can't wait any longer to be filled. The soft moan that escapes his lips has me struggling and breathing slowly so I don't start slamming into him.
Through the heat and with Sage's guidance, I've become more forward and willing to be a little more rough when fucking him. It makes Sage happy when I do so, but I don't want to slam his head into the tub's faucet.
Sage moans again as he sinks down all the way, the water sloshing around us. He pushes his face into my neck, licking at my mark like he's been doing since he put it there.
"You feel so good," I whisper in his ear. "My perfect, beautiful mate."
According to Sage, all Omegas love praise during their heat (and, honestly, in general as well) so I've been getting more and more comfortable with showering him in praise and compliments. Every time Sage blushes and smiles when I compliment him makes it worth it.
He purrs and tries to move quicker on my cock, but it's not doing him much good. "Alpha, help," he groans irritably. "I need to feel more."
"I think you're doing just fine on your own."
Sage glares at me. "I'm not!" he whines. "Will you just fuck me?"
"I could probably make that work," I growl seductively, making him shiver. "Are you going to be good?"
"I'm always good."
"That quip was a little bratty..."
Teasing him like this is so much fun, but I have to follow my instincts because normal-Ashton is nervous about this. However, Alpha-Ashton wants control and loves to tease our Omega.
Sage whimpers and bares his neck. "Can you please fuck me, Alpha?" he asks me sweetly, kissing my lips.
I grab his hips and try to balance myself in the tub as I start thrusting into him like a true animal. I can hear Sage groaning and whimpering, but his body language shows nothing but pleasure so I know he's comfortable. I'd know if I was hurting him, and I know right now that he's desperate for me.
My knot starts to form and I pause briefly.
"Sage, if I knot you here we're stuck in the tub for the next half an hour."
He doesn't hear me and just grumbles because I stopped and starts moving himself to get me to finish inside of him.
"Did you hear me, Omega?" I ask firmly.
Sage whines. "I don't care, I just want you to knot me," he begs, giving me that damn submissive Omega look that makes me want to move the moon and stars for him. "Please?"
I don't answer him verbally and start fucking him quicker than I did before. I know that I'm close so I stuff my knot inside of him and make him cry out in pleasure as he comes on my stomach and I fill him up.
Sage is panting against my chest, licking my mark and then he kisses my lips. "Uh... I didn't think that through," he says when he realizes we can't move for the next half an hour. "Sorry."
"I didn't think so," I respond, kissing him and rubbing my fingers through his hair. "It's okay, I love you anyway."
His eyes meet mine and my smile slowly falls.
"I love you, too," Sage whispers, kissing my lips.
I relax immediately and grin, kissing him harder. "I never thought I'd get to escape that place and be with my mate, but here you are."
"I love you, Ashton," he says for the second time, kissing me again.
•••
When my knot finally goes down, we discover that Sage has passed his peak and we're both famished. We run downstairs, Sage trying to run in front of me and me pushing him behind.
We don't even make it to the kitchen and end up making out on the couch until Charlie walks into the pack house with Nolan and groans.
"Pregnant Omega here, can you move this to the floor? Or your room?" he asks, making Nolan chuckle and point out that there's plenty of chairs around the room.
I lift my mate up and we finally move to the kitchen where I get the supplies together to make my mate some eggs, toast, and Canadian bacon.
Hazel enters the room, conversing with Alder when Nolan leaves.
"Charlie will be staying here for a couple of days while Nolan visits a couple of packs with a group of warriors," Hazel tells us while I fry the Canadian bacon.
Sage is a bit confused, I can tell through his scent and facial expression that he's concerned. "Why is he visiting another pack so close to Christmas? Don't ambassadors get the month off of visiting?"
"No, unfortunately not this month," Alder tells us bitterly. "Alpha Bay told us that he smelled unfamiliar Alphas on their borders, and other surrounding packs have reported similar occurrences."
That makes my heart drop because I know that it's not just any group of Alphas; it's the group I left behind.