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Kim raised the blade over the sleeping form of his target, ready once again to take life in the name of his order, only to pause when a pair of dark brown eyes met his own. Kim blinked, staring down into the startled gaze of the boy beneath him. Tears started to form in the eyes of the young prince as he realized what was about to happen.
Kim expected him to scream out for help, but no shout came. The boy’s eyes searched his face as if drinking in the form of his soon to be killer. He looked almost… heartbroken if that was possible. Why would this moment elicit this response instead of calling for help?
That’s when Kim realized what was wrong with the image in front of him. It was in color. This boy, the prince, his target, was his soulmate. The prince had awoken to an assassin standing at his bedside, ready to murder him, looked into his eyes and realized his killer was supposed to be the love of his life.
Kim’s hands shook, hesitating for the first time since he’d first taken a life. This is what he was trained to do. He had to do this or his order would punish him harshly for failing his contract. Sensing his hesitation, the prince slowly started to sit up. Kim backed away from him, his knife slipping from between his fingers, clattering onto the floor below. The young prince’s lips parted in shock as the assassin floundered before him, stumbling back against the nearby wall.
Kim couldn’t do this. He couldn’t kill his soulmate. He’d been conditioned to accept that he might one day have to kill his soulmate and he’d always believed that he would be able to do what was necessary. In the actual face of it, however, he couldn’t go through with it. He looked up at the prince again, awestruck by the beauty of the person the universe had chosen for him. Colors he’d never seen before making the boy look almost angelic.
“I’m sorry,” Kim swallowed harshly, voice quiet in the space between them, “I’m so sorry that it’s me.”
The boy watched him intently from his position on the bed. Shame began to pool in his chest. The weight of all the lives he had taken and how bloody it left him threatened to crush him in the face of his soulmate. How could the universe have been so cruel to this boy that it had given him a murderer as his soulmate?
“Why are you sorry?” the boy asked, his legs falling over the side of the bed.
“I came here tonight to kill you simply because I was ordered too. I’ve killed hundreds of people without hesitation since I was fourteen. If you hadn’t woken up, you’d be dead right now and I’d have walked away never knowing who you are to me. No one deserves a soulmate as blood soaked as me.”
Kim hung his head to avoid looking into the face of the boy who was meant to be his. He didn’t want to see the disgust and rejection there. There wasn’t a chance in hell that this beautiful boy in front of him would ever accept him as his mate.
“My brother, the king, has issued orders to kill far more men than you. Each battle he commands takes the lives of hundreds of men on both sides. Why should the blood on your hands disgust me more than the blood on his?” the prince asked, head cocking to the side.
Kim stared at him in disbelief, “That’s different. I’m a hired assassin. Your brother is a king fighting a war.”
“And yet both result in the loss of life. Why should his taking of it be considered better than yours?”
Kim didn’t know how to respond to that. Nobody blames a soldier for defending their country. Assassins work in the shadows, accepting money in exchange for carrying out murder. His order has been known to slit the throats of innocents to please their clients, just like he was going to tonight.
“Why did you come here to kill me?” the boy asked, moving on from the unanswered question, “Who desired my death?”
“I am with the order of shadows in Virnen, the kingdom your people have been at war with for the past three years. I did not ask who ordered your death when the assignment was handed to me by my superior. Our employers can be anyone and they can have any motive. The only thing that matters is if they can pay.”
“What is your personal guess for why I’m wanted dead?”
“I believe the order came from one of our king’s generals. Your brother has made great strides in the war against my home and many high ranking officials want him to suffer even if they already know they can’t win the war.”
The prince nodded, unsurprised by the answer. He stood from his bed and took a step towards Kim. Kim shuffled back against the wall, pressing as far away from the prince as he could. He could feel the prickle of need starting under his skin, but he still did not believe the boy in front of him would accept him.
He tried to tamp the feeling down, but that seemed to only agitate it. The overwhelming scent of alpha, his alpha, in the room wasn’t helping at all. It was more earthy than a lot of the alpha’s he’d met in his life. It smelled of bergamot and cedar wood with maybe a hint of rosemary. Kim wanted to bury his face in it and never come back up for air.
“You said you are of the order of shadows,” Chay started, seeing Kim’s fear and pausing in his advance, “From what I know from my tutors, initiates are sold to the order as children and raised to be assassins. It’s not a life chosen, but one forced upon them. Is this true?”
Kim remembered how he’d cried as he was ripped from his mother’s arms by his father and shoved into the harsh embrace of an assassin when he was just six years old. He didn’t know why his father had hired the order, just that he had.
“Take this one as payment for your services,” his father had told the masked assassin, “He’s strong and agile. I’m sure you’ll be able to make use of him.”
The assassin had poked and prodded him, ensuring he was a good candidate for training as Kim struggled to get away from him and back to his mother. Kim had screamed for his family as he was dragged from his home. He hadn’t understood at the time why his father had given him away when he could recall the lavishness of their home. Certainly money to pay for the assassin’s services had not been an issue. When he was finally old enough to experience his first heat and understood how children truly came to be, the words of his father as he was taken away made more sense.
“Quiet Araya,” his father had scolded his mother harshly, shoving her pleading hands off him, “I will not raise your mistake as my own any longer. If he suffers, it is your own fault. Be happy I allowed him to live at all.”
Kim had been a bastard and his father had known he wasn’t his son, so he had cast him out at the earliest opportunity. He supposed he should be grateful that he was only abandoned. It wasn’t unheard of for alphas to murder the bastard offspring of their mates at the time of their birth.
It was still, however, another black mark against him as a potential mate for this prince. Princes are usually expected to bond with other nobles, or at least someone with a solid and honorable bloodline, to add to their nation’s strength. Accepting him as a mate had no benefits for the young prince in front of him. Kim didn’t even know who his real father was, his last name was a lie.
“Usually yes, we are sold to the order and raised to be assassins. I was sold to them by the man I thought was my father when I was six,” Kim revealed, ignoring the cramping in his stomach that was starting to become painful.
He desperately wanted to cling onto his destined mate, to bury his nose in his neck and allow himself to be cared for—maybe even loved if he was lucky—but he held back, shoving down his base instincts like he’d been taught to his entire life. No matter what the universe said, this prince could not be his mate. His scent, however, was not listening to him at all and was starting to overpower the blockers he wore to do his job. It wasn’t long now until the boy in front of him realized what was going on if he hadn’t already. It was only natural, a biological reaction to finding his soulmate, but it was still embarrassing for him to feel these things for the first time since he presented at sixteen.
A touch of horror entered the prince’s eyes, “Your father sold you?”
“He wasn’t really my father and he knew it. I’m lucky he didn’t kill me when I was born. I don’t know who my biological father is.”
The prince’s gaze saddened at his revelation, “Would you have chosen this life if it had been up to you? Would you have chosen to kill?”
Kim shook his head, “I would like to think I wouldn’t have, but I can’t say for sure. I don’t like killing, it doesn’t bring me any joy or satisfaction. It’s just something I have to do.”
“Why?”
“They make trainees watch what happens when an assassin fails. Death would be kinder than the fate that awaits me back home when it is discovered I’ve failed to kill you.”
The prince considered his words for a moment. He took a few more steps forward, close enough that Kim could reach forward and touch him if he wanted. And he did want to, but he kept his bloody hands to himself. He would not taint this beautiful boy in front of him.
The prince lowered himself to the floor, sitting crisscrossed in front of Kim, “Do you want to return home?”
“No, I don’t,” Kim admitted softly, “but if I don’t return, they’ll send someone to take me back and complete the contract on you.”
“We have the advantage this time. We know they are coming and can prepare for it.”
It sounded like the prince was talking about protecting him as well. Kim didn’t understand. He’d tried to kill this boy, why would he protect him?
“I killed three of your guards tonight with relative ease and made it to your chambers unscathed and undetected,” Kim reminded the prince, “They are an elite order of assassins. Even when you know they’re coming, they are not easily stopped.”
“Well then, it’s a good thing I’ll have one of them as my mate to protect me,” the boy smiled at him, taking a deep breath in, “You smell so good, like bourbon and brown sugar. I think there’s some vanilla in there as well.”
Kim’s jaw dropped open slightly in shock, “You’re accepting me? Why would you do that? I’m your enemy, I’m a killer, I’m… nobody.”
The prince’s eyes focused back on him, a primal hunger in his gaze, “What’s your name?”
Kim swallowed harshly, unable to believe this might actually be happening, that this beautiful alpha might actually want him despite everything. He could feel himself starting to get wet, his body craving the boy in front of him.
“Kim,” he replied simply, leaving out his false surname, “I’m known in my order as Kim.”
“See? You’re not nobody. Nobody wouldn’t have a name. I’m Porchay, Chay to my friends,” the prince beamed at him and Kim wanted to cry at the sincerity in his voice.
“Prince Porchay-”
“Kim, you’re my soulmate. It’s just Chay. There’s no need for fancy titles between us, especially not while we’re here in my… in our chambers.”
Kim wanted to cry at hearing Chay call this place theirs. He’d never had a home before. He desperately wanted this with Chay. The prince leaned forward, letting his scent finally answer in response to Kim’s. His whole body shook as his alpha’s fresh scent rolled over him. He felt the last of his willpower give out in the face of the warmth he felt from it.
“Chay, alpha, please,” Kim whimpered, clutching at the fabric of his shirt.
Chay shifted closer to him, “Yes, Kim? What do you need?”
“Please, it hurts. If you’re serious about wanting this with me, about accepting me as your mate despite everything that I am and everything I am not, please, make it stop,” he begged, reaching out towards the prince for the first time.
Chay took him into his arms immediately, nuzzling against his neck and breathing in his scent, “I don’t care that you’re not some nobleman’s kid and the blood on your hands doesn’t bother me. You were sold into that life and did what you needed to in order to survive. I will never hold that against you.”
Kim felt hot tears fall down his cheeks onto Chay’s shirt. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d cried. Until now, he honestly thought it had been beaten out of him.
“I’ve got you, Kim,” Chay reassured him, cuddling him close, “I’ve got you now, my omega, my mate. You never have to go back. We’ll protect you here.”
Kim clutched Chay close, comforted by his words. Kim’s hands found purchase in Chay’s damp shirt, fingers twisting in the fabric. When he was finally done crying, Kim pulled back to wipe the tears off his face, but Chay beat him to it, gently caressing both of his cheeks. Kim stared into the dark brown eyes of his soulmate and leaned forward, his eyes slipping shut. Chay met him halfway, kissing him so sweetly.
Chay kissed him until their lungs ached and their lips were red and swollen. A flash of pain shot through Kim's abdomen, causing him to cry out softly into Chay’s mouth. The other boy pulled away, studying Kim’s flushed expression and heightening scent.
“Chay, please…” Kim begged, desperate for the ache in his body to stop.
The prince hushed him softly, “I know, I’ll help. Let me get you up onto the bed first.”
Chay let go of him and stood, pulling Kim up beside him. His arms encircled Kim’s waist and suddenly he was airborne. Kim gasped as he felt himself be lifted up into his alpha’s arms. Kim wrapped his legs around Chay’s waist to steady them without even thinking about it. Chay walked over and laid him carefully on the bed. He unbuckled and slid Kim’s shoes off his feet, pulling his socks off with them.
Chay climbed onto the bed, hovering over him. Kim stared up at his mate, completely out of his depth. He’d never had sex before, never seeing the point of it without his soulmate. He wondered briefly if Chay had done this before. Surely a prince could have anyone he wanted. There was no way Kim was his first. That was okay though, Kim didn’t care about the past as long as he was Chay’s future.
Chay kissed him again, stealing the breath from his lungs. Chay coaxed him back up the bed until he was laying in the center of the largest bed he’d ever seen. The sheets felt like heaven against his fingertips and he couldn’t wait to feel it all over him. During his presentation heat he’d had nothing but a scratchy blanket on the small twin bed the order had in their minimalistic heat room. There had been toys available to him, but he’d been too shy and nervous to use them. Afterwards he’d been put on suppressants and never went through another heat again until now.
“Have you ever done this before?” Chay asked, rubbing Kim’s side to help him relax.
Kim shook his head, blushing slightly, “No, there’s never been anyone else.”
“I haven’t done this either. I wanted to save myself for my mate, preferably my soulmate,” Chay admitted, mirroring Kim’s red tinted cheeks, “I’m twenty, so this was my last year before I would have been forced into an alliance marriage. Nobles, royalty especially, can’t wait forever for their destined partners to show up, so don’t think this is a one sided rescue. You’re saving me as much as I’m saving you.”
That made Kim feel slightly better. He still owed his life to this boy and he would spend it protecting him from whatever evil came his way.
“I think I’m 23, but I’m not sure exactly when that changes,” Kim revealed, heart sinking at the reminder of everything he’d lost when he was sold, “The assassin who took me never bothered to ask my family what my birthday was, so all I know is that I was six when I was taken and that was about seventeen years ago. We don’t celebrate birthdays in the order, so even if I did know when I was sold, I eventually stopped thinking about it and forgot.”
Chay whined at the notes of distress he could smell mixing in with Kim’s natural scent.
“Well, we’ll just have to pick one out for you then. You deserve to be celebrated,” Chay decided, nodding his head resolutely.
Kim’s heart fluttered at the attention. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had cared what he was feeling. Kim drew him into another kiss, groaning into it when Chay lowered his body over him, finding a home between his spread thighs. Kim gasped when Chay ground their hips together for the first time. He’d never imagined it feeling this good.
Chay’s head buried itself into his shoulder, his lips leaving warm, gentle kisses all the way down his neck to his scent gland. Chay breathed in deeply, humming with satisfaction as he scented his soon to be mate for the first time. Kim took the opportunity to do the same, nosing at Chay scent gland, licking gently at the skin.
Chay nipped at his neck in response, a small reminder of what was coming. Kim wanted it so bad it almost scared him. He’d never thought this was how he’d react to finding his soulmate, yet here he was, desperate for the care and affection of his alpha. Kim felt more slick gush from his already very wet hole. His underwear was going to be soaked by the time Chay got them off him.
Kim wiggled his hips in discomfort, begging the boy on top of him, “Please Chay… I need you.”
Chay kissed his mating gland drawing a moan out of Kim, “I’m going to take such good care of you, my beautiful mate. Do you have any idea how handsome you are? I’m sure you were beautiful in black and white, but the colors I can see now make you positively stunning.”
Kim flushed at the praise, grinding his hips up against Chay’s. He’d never taken much time to appreciate his own body or looks, too focused on the next lesson, the next target. He was glad that Chay seemed pleased with what he saw. Kim was very happy with what he saw of Chay and couldn’t wait to see more.
Chay groaned into his ear, “So perfect, so handsome for me.”
Chay pulled back from him and Kim whined at the loss. Chay chuckled, hands running down his chest, finding the clasps on his clothing and pulling them open. Kim helped him find all of the fastenings of his assassin uniform. The prince cheered softly when the black garb finally came free and he was able to pull it away to reveal the golden skin of his mate.
Kim smiled at Chay’s reaction, “You’re adorable.”
Chay matched his grin, “Thanks, I know.”
“And beautiful.”
Chay rewarded him with a kiss for the comment, tongue slipping in to ravage his mouth. Chay broke the kiss to lick down his neck on his journey to the freshly revealed skin before him. He paused to leave marks on the side of his neck and upper chest as he worked his way down. His breath ghosted over his nipples making Kim shiver. His tongue coming out to dance against them, pulling soft cries of pleasure from Kim’s lips.
Kim pulled at the prince’s shirt, “Your turn, Chay. I want to see you.”
Chay’s mouth left his chest as the prince sat up over him. He didn’t make Kim wait any longer to see him as he pulled his dark blue pajama shirt off and tossed it to the floor alongside Kim’s discarded clothing. Kim’s hands reached out to touch Chay’s chest. It wasn’t as built as his own, but it was still strong from what Kim assumed was the years of weapons training he’d gone through as a prince.
“I’m going to take the rest of my clothes off and make sure we won’t be disturbed, okay?” Chay explained, moving to stand up.
Kim nodded and watched him go even as his heart pleaded for the prince to stay on the bed with him. Chay ran over to the door and double checked the lock. He put the barricade bars, normally meant as a last resort in case of an attack, down for extra protection. He didn’t want anyone getting inside his room while he bonded with Kim over the next few days.
He then grabbed a nearby piece of paper, wrote something hastily and shoved it under the door. The door would block most of their scents, but not all of it. Porsche would probably lose his mind when he smelled it, but he knew better than to enter the room of a mating couple. His promise to explain in a few days would have to hold his brother over until they were back to normal.
Kim glanced around the room as Chay took care of making sure they wouldn’t be disturbed during their first mating. He didn’t fully understand how he had so much trust in this boy already, but he did. It was the first time he’d ever been invited into a space as luxurious as this. The room was full of soft blues and whites, giving what could have been an easily overwhelming room a comforting feeling. The silk sheets at his back felt like heaven, just like he’d known they would.
Chay made his way back to the bed, discarding his pants and underwear as he went. Kim swallowed at the sight of his mate’s thick cock, standing proudly between his thighs. Slick pooled in his underwear, his scent intensifying even more in the air between them, mingling with Chay’s. He had no idea what it would feel like to have that inside him, but he desperately wanted to find out.
Kim sat up as Chay came to a stop at the side of the bed, “Like what you see, baby?”
Kim’s heart fluttered at the pet name.
“Very much so,” Kim replied, mouth watering at the sight before him, “Can I touch you?”
Chay crawled onto the bed, easily finding his way back between Kim’s thighs.
“Of course, explore however you want. I want you to feel comfortable and safe here. I’ve never been with anyone, but learning about how to treat my mate was part of my education. I know this isn’t your nest yet and you don’t have anything from your home, but once this is over and you’re mine forever, I’ll buy you whatever you want to build one.”
Kim felt more tears forming, “You want me to build a nest for us?”
“Of course,” Chay took one of his hands to nuzzle gently at the back of it, “You’re my soulmate, my partner. I want you to make your home here with me. If that’s what you want?”
“The order owns me, it’s not home. I’ve never had a home and I’ve never built a nest. The order didn’t allow it. We were taught to reject and ignore our base instincts, especially omegas. They wanted us to appear strong and unaffected by such things.”
Chay whined at the description his mate gave of his previous life, kissing the back of his hand, “Never again. You never have to hide these parts of yourself again. The order doesn’t own you anymore. Omegas are so strong, much stronger than alphas in my opinion. Maybe not in body, but in every way it really counts. My brother is the strongest person I know and he’s an omega. You are safe to be yourself here, Kim.”
Kim was surprised to learn that the king of the powerful nation of Aurin was an omega. Royal omegas in Virnen were married off at the age of 18 to high class noblemen or other royals. They never saw the throne themselves, even if they were the first born. Positions of power were reserved only for alphas and the occasional beta if they proved themselves enough. Kim wanted to ask a hundred different questions, but the ache in his stomach overrode his curiosity. He’d ask Chay about Aurin’s gender politics at a later time.
“I don’t… I don’t know how to build a nest, how to look after a home, or care for children or anything normal omegas would know how to do. I wasn’t raised to be that. Are you sure you still want this, want me? I’d understand if you wanted an omega who could actually live up to their role,” Kim turned away from Chay, his fears of rejection hitting him with full force once again.
Chay’s hand caressed his face, making him look up into the prince’s eyes. Chay brushed his hair out of his eyes, bringing him in for a gentle kiss. Kim’s hand came to rest on Chay’s bare chest, taking in the feeling of his muscles moving beneath the surface.
“You could never disappoint me for not knowing those things. Being a homemaker isn’t your role, not unless you want it to be. Not every omega dreams of a family. You’re free to be whomever you want to be. I would love to have a child with you someday, but if that’s not what you want then we don’t have to. The future of the bloodline doesn’t rest on me, it’s on my brother and he is already with child.”
Kim thought about that life for a moment, growing heavy with a life inside him, raising a child in a family that loves them, spending time with his mate and watching them grow. It wasn’t the life he’d imagined for himself growing up in the order of shadows, but it was a life he could see himself living.
“I’m not saying I don’t want to bear children for you, I just don’t think I’ll be very good at it. I don’t want how I was raised to hurt any future children we might have,” Kim explained, trying to picture a healthy, happy child raised by him and he just couldn’t see it.
“Well the good news here is that I don’t expect that from you. I love kids and work with them all the time through my outreach programs. You wouldn’t be alone in it. Any child you bear for me are also mine and I will be at your side to help raise it. I don’t know what alphas are like where you’re from, but I would never ask you to raise a child alone simply because you are an omega.”
Kim sat up and threw his arms around Chay, kissing him deeply. Maybe it was okay he was a little broken if Chay would be there to pick up the pieces with such care and kindness. Kim dragged a hand down Chay’s chest, heading directly for his main target, too impatient for any more delays. The more Chay talked about what their life together could be like, the more desperate for it he became. He wanted to know that life, to live it and never feel abandoned again.
Chay groaned into his mouth as Kim’s hand made contact with his cock for the first time. It felt heavy and thick in his hand, his body responding to the feeling with another wave of slick. Chay’s hand covered his own and guided him along the shaft, using the alpha’s precum to slick the way. Chay thrust forward into his fist as Kim’s finger grazed where his knot would form during their mating. He’d no idea it was such a sensitive spot.
“Not going to last if you keep doing that, baby,” Chay chuckled, removing Kim’s hand from his cock, “I think it’s time you let me see the rest of you.”
Kim nodded, laying back against the bed and lifting his hips for his mate. Chay quickly undid his belt and pulled the last pieces of his clothes off of him. Kim’s scent swelled as it was no longer blocked by heavy fabric. Chay took a deep breath in, growling at the scent of his mate in heat. Chay’s hands found purchase on Kim’s thighs, rubbing gently as he took in Kim’s fully naked form for the first time. Kim couldn’t find it in himself to be embarrassed, instead relishing the attention the prince was lavishing on him.
“So handsome, so beautiful,” Chay murmured, drinking in the sight of his mate.
A wave of need shot through Kim, making him whimper, “Chay, please, make me yours. I want to be yours.”
Chay lifted one of Kim’s thighs to expose him fully to his view. Kim hissed as the cold air met his overheated skin in his most intimate of places. Chay licked his lips at the sight of Kim’s wet hole winking at him as if asking to be filled. Chay kissed the side of Kim’s knee, slowly tracing a line down to his groin. Kim jerked slightly when the prince’s breath hit his cock for the first time.
“I’m going to taste you and prep you with my fingers first,” Chay informed him, “I want to make sure you’re ready for me. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Kim went to reply, but then Chay’s mouth was on his cock and his words were lost to the loud moan that was punched from his lungs. Chay took him into his mouth, bobbing his head along his length. Kim had assumed he would go right for his entrance like most alphas in his home country said they did. He hadn’t expected Chay to care about his pleasure in such unorthodox ways. He wasn’t complaining though, loving the feeling of his mate’s mouth on his cock.
One of Chay’s hands moved from his thigh to his ass, squeezing the soft flesh there and making Kim moan as he clutched the sheets below him. One of Chay’s fingers grazed his hole, making him jump slightly. The finger retreated and Chay pulled off his cock to check on him.
“Are you okay?” the prince asked, his tone one of concern.
Kim nodded, trying to catch his breath, “Yeah, I’m okay. Just a new feeling. You can continue, please continue.”
Satisfied that his mate was okay, Chay picked back up where he left off with his hand. Using one hand he lifted Kim’s thigh back up and to the side to expose his hole to him again while the other skimmed down the inside of his legs until it found its prize. Kim gasped at the feeling of Chay’s finger circling his entrance, playing in the slick there as it leaked onto the bed below him.
“So wet for me already,” Chay growled, eyes darkening as he pressed his fingers against his mate’s hole, “Such a good boy.”
The air around him was filling with Chay’s scent, but it was deeper than before. The bergamot and cedar started to smell almost smoky as it filled the air and blended with his own heat scent.
“Your scent, it’s changing,” Kim noted aloud to his mate.
“Just how an omega finding their soulmate triggers their heat, finding each other has triggered my rut. It’ll be in full force in a few hours,” Chay explained, nipping at Kim’s inner thigh, then soothing the area with his tongue, “You ready for more?”
Kim nodded, the ache in his stomach an ever present reminder of what he wanted so badly. Chay’s finger on his hole pressed insistently against him until it finally slipped inside. Kim gasped, high pitched and breathy as he was penetrated for the first time. It felt so weird, but also good. The finger went into the first knuckle and then retreated.
Kim whined and Chay chuckled, “Patience Kim, I don’t want to hurt you.”
Chay took his time in preparing his mate, much to Kim’s both pleasure and annoyance. The first time he touched his prostate, Kim’s entire body lurched on the bed, crying out at the feeling. Chay did it again and again until Kim was near tears. By the time Chay had three fingers in him, Kim was a moaning mess, pressing back against the fingers inside him.
“Please, I’m wet and open enough, please Angel,” Kim begged, squirming on Chay’s fingers as they tapped rhythmically against his prostate.
“Angel?” Chay questioned, grinning at the nickname Kim had unconsciously given him.
Kim covered his face with his hands, “I’m sorry! It just slipped out.”
Chay pulled Kim’s hands away from his face, kissing his fingers, “I love it. I’ll be your angel if you’ll be my baby.”
Kim was pretty sure he’d never wanted anything more in his life.
“Yes, Angel, I’m all yours, whatever you want to call me is good.”
Chay pulled his fingers free and leaned over Kim’s body, their cocks rubbing together making them moan as he braced himself on his elbows over his mate.
“Kim,” Chay said, pressing a kiss to his lips between each title, “my baby… my soul… my mate… mine.”
Kim whimpered at the possessiveness of his alpha’s words. Anyone who tried to take this boy from him would meet a quick end by his hand. Even if grandmaster assassin Tarn, head of the order of shadows, himself came to Aurin to kill them, he would fight until his last breath to keep Chay safe. Kim would lose his life before he let anyone hurt the amazing boy above him.
“Then fucking take me,” Kim hissed, his body not sated at all by Chay’s fingers, instead craving so much more.
Chay laughed softly, “Okay, baby. I hear you. No more teasing. I’ll have plenty of time to taste and feel you all over during our life together.”
Chay grabbed one of his nearby pillows, lifting Kim’s lower body to place the pillow under his hips.
“I read about this in a book written by an omegan woman a few years ago,” he explained shyly, making sure Kim was positioned well on top of it, “She said it helps support you during sex and makes staying tied together after a little more comfortable.”
Kim didn’t know anything about sex beyond the basics the order taught him, so he just let Chay do what he thought best to take care of him. Chay repositioned himself over Kim, hands braced by his head. He used one hand to reach between them and line his cock up with Kim’s entrance.
“Ready?” Chay asked one last time, looking down into his mate’s matching brown eyes.
He could feel Chay’s cock pressing against him, the blunt tip catching against his hole. Chay ran the tip over Kim’s entrance a few times to let him get used to the feeling. Giving him time to relax in the face of what they were about to do. The sound of his cock moving through his slick had Kim practically gushing.
“Yes, Angel, please,” Kim begged, tightening his legs around Chay’s hips trying to encourage him forward.
“Tell me if you need to stop, okay?”
Kim nodded his understanding as he felt the pressure at his entrance increase until finally the tip of Chay’s cock slid inside him. Kim’s entire body arched, his back coming up away from the bed as they both let out long moans of pleasure. Chay took a deep breath and steadied himself before pushing further into Kim’s wet heat. It was so much, he felt so full but so good. Kim hooked his ankles together behind Chay’s back and squeezed in an attempt to draw him in more.
“You feel so good around me, baby,” Chay praised him, kissing and licking his scent gland as he continued to press in.
Chay didn’t stop until he was in as far as he could go, thighs pressing against Kim’s ass. Chay captured Kim’s lips in a heated kiss, groaning into his mouth as he felt Kim’s body adjusting to the intrusion.
“So big, oh fuck, Chay,” Kim gasped when their lips separated, his hole clenching involuntarily around the prince’s cock, “I feel so full.”
“Yeah? Your mate’s cock feel good inside you?”
Kim whimpered at how deep Chay’s voice had become. Chay’s rut must be starting to take hold.
“Yes, it feels so good. My Chay, my Angel, my alpha, you feel so good inside me.”
Chay’s teeth grazed over his scent gland again making Kim shiver in anticipation of his mark. Kim rocked his hips against Chay’s who thankfully took the hint and started to slowly withdraw, only to thrust forward again. Kim shouted as Chay’s first thrust hit directly on his prostate, making his back arch violently. Pleased with himself, Chay repeated the move over and over. He set a moderate pace not wanting to overwhelm either of them during their first time.
Kim thrashed on the bed. The feeling of Chay’s cock driving in and out of him, hitting his prostate each time he slid home, was almost too much to handle. Kim found himself completely incapable of remaining quiet. His string of moans was practically unbroken since Chay first started moving. His arms wrapped around Chay’s shoulders, his fingernails digging into the prince’s skin making him hiss at the small sting of pain.
Chay kissed the side of Kim’s throat, breathing his scent in and memorizing every subtle note. Chay could feel his orgasm building, but he wasn’t ready for this to end. He slowed his pace and withdrew further than before, until only the tip of his cock remained inside, before slamming back into his mate. Kim nearly screamed at the feeling, body contorting in pleasure beneath him. Chay kept this slow, but deep pace going for a few minutes, stretching out their first time together.
Kim whined beneath him, it felt so good, but his body was still craving more. He needed Chay’s knot and his bite. He needed to be his. The slow, deep thrusts of his mate inside him had him digging his feet into Chay’s back.
“Angel, please, I need more, please,” Kim panted, his stomach cramping, still demanding a knot to sate his hunger.
Chay knew he couldn’t hold on much longer. Kim felt too good around him.
“Hold onto me,” Chay instructed him, widening his stance to allow himself to sink in even deeper.
Kim held onto the prince for dear life as his thrusts turned short, fast and brutal. Kim shrieked at the sudden change up, fingers catching in Chay’s hair and pulling. Chay groaned at the tug on his hair, his body practically vibrating with pleasure. He continued to pound into the body of his mate below him as he felt his knot begin to expand.
“Fuck, Chay, I can feel your knot,” Kim breathed, eyes fluttering closed in anticipation as it popped in and out of his tight channel.
Chay pressed his lips to Kim’s ear, almost growling as he asked, “You want my knot, Kim? You want me to spread you open on my knot and fill you up?”
Kim groaned at the idea of taking Chay’s knot, of being bred by his soulmate for the first time. It already felt huge every time it entered him and it wasn’t done growing yet.
“Yes!” was all Kim managed to get out, the rest of his words devolving into punched out moans as Chay ravaged him.
Kim knew he was close, his legs shaking where they were still wrapped around Chay’s hips. It wouldn’t be long now.
“Fuck Kim, taking me so well. Going to fill you up so good. I’m going to take such good care of you and any children you give me. You’re safe now, you never have to go back. I’ve got you, I promise.”
Chay’s promises more than anything else had him careening towards the edge. Kim wanted that life. The order he grew up in would have no say over his life anymore. He was free.
“Chay, I’m close.” Kim forced out the warning, head lolling back against the pillow.
“Me too, baby,” Chay’s hand rubbed his side comfortingly, even as his knot continued to bully its way in and out of his body.
Kim clenched down on the feeling, fingernails leaving marks across Chay’s back. It was another few minutes of Chay’s rough thrusts until his knot expanded fully and he was locked inside Kim’s body as he came. He didn’t even pause to think before his teeth were in Kim’s scent gland, breaking the sensitive skin there and marking him as his mate for life. Kim screamed as the sensations of being knotted for the first time and bonded to his soulmate hit him at once and he came too, his cum spurting between their chests.
If he thought he’d felt full before, it had nothing on how full he felt being tied to his mate by his knot. He felt positively stuffed to the brim. Then he felt it, the splash of Chay’s cum inside him, filling him up, potentially even breeding him. Kim’s body shuddered violently and then went almost limp, his breathing harsh in the sudden quiet of the space. The only other sound was of Chay’s panting as he licked his claim bite clean.
Chay’s hips rocked against him gently as they rode out their orgasms. Kim basked in the feeling of fullness, his mates small movements still sending little sparks of pleasure throughout his body. The bond that Chay had created between them buzzed in his mind as well. Kim hadn’t known what to expect from bonding with Chay, but so far the low level feedback he was getting from his partner was amazing. He could almost feel how much Chay already cared for him and it made his heart sing.
“Why haven’t you bitten me yet?” Chay asked, hand drawing Kim’s face to meet his worried gaze.
Kim’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “You want me to bite you? But the laws I know allow alphas to take as many mates as they want, so they don’t usually let their omega partners claim them back.”
Chay looked distressed by the information, “The more you tell me about Virnen, the less I like it. I don’t know what the alphas you’re used to are like, but here in Aurin it’s different. Polygamy is outlawed here. There are couples that practice polyamory, but generally the main couple is bonded.”
“So, you don’t want to take other mates?” Kim asked, hope filling his heart that Chay might be his and his alone.
“Never,” Chay assured him, kissing his worries away, “You’re it for me. I don’t want anyone else. Mark me, Kim. Claim me as yours. I belong to you as much as you belong to me.”
Kim didn’t know how he’d gotten so lucky to have Chay as his soulmate. All the horrible things he’d done in his life to survive and he’d been rewarded with an angel. It didn’t make sense, but he definitely wasn’t going to protest. Chay guided his head to his neck, urging him to claim him. Kim licked the area a few times first, taking in the earthy scent of his mate. Only after he’d drunk his fill of Chay’s scent did he dig his teeth in and deliver his own mating bite.
Kim gasped as he felt the bond snap fully into place. It wasn’t echos anymore, but instead a full on bombardment of everything Chay was feeling. He could feel his pleasure as he circled his hips against Kim’s while waiting for his knot to go down. He could feel the affection and care Chay felt for him as if he was him. There wasn’t a single trace of malice or disappointment to be found and it made Kim’s heart swell. Kim couldn’t help the tears as they slipped down his face.
“Oh Kim, I’m sorry. Is it too much?,” Chay apologized, using his thumb to brush away Kim’s tears, “I should have warned you what it would feel like.”
“I’m okay,” he reassured the prince, “I just wasn’t expecting it. You care so much for me already. How is that even possible?”
“Imagine what I felt first,” Chay kissed him softly, “I felt your pleasure and joy, but also your fear. Even after all my words, you still believed deep in your heart that I would eventually leave you or cast you out. You’ve survived so much and I barely know any of it still. It makes me want to protect you, to prove that fear wrong. To show you what it means to be loved.”
Kim didn’t know how to handle being so seen by his soulmate. Instead he buried his nose in Chay’s neck as he tried to take in all the new feelings their bond was bringing to him. They laid there talking softly and exchanging kisses until Chay’s knot deflated enough for him to pull free. Kim hissed at the sensation, his hole clenching around nothing.
“Let me run a bath to clean you up,” Chay said, slipping out of Kim’s arms and away from the bed.
Kim could feel it as Chay’s cum started to leak out of him. He pressed his thighs together, clenching down in an attempt to stop it. The bedsheets were already ruined from his slick, but he didn’t want to make the mess worse.
“It’s okay,” Chay reassured him when he returned from his ensuite bathroom, “You don’t have to worry about making a mess. I’ll always be here to take care of you after.”
Kim tried to get up, but quickly discovered his legs could not support him in his current state. Chay was at his side immediately, lifting him up into his arms for the second time that night. Chay carried him into the bathroom. The room wasn’t as big as the prince’s main living quarters, but it was still bigger than his own bedroom back at the order. The bathtub itself could easily fit 3-4 people. Chay placed him gently in the large bath already full of warm water. A soft citrus smell lingered in the air and Kim growled, looking around for the source of the unknown scent.
“Shit, sorry. I lit a candle thinking it would be soothing,” Chay apologized, blowing the candle out and quickly replacing the smell with his own scent, “Nobody else is here. It’s just us.”
Kim felt himself relax, embarrassed by his reaction to a simple candle, “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I reacted like that.”
“You’re being protective of our new bond and you’re still in heat. I’m used to it smelling like citrus in here but you’re not. I should have realized unfamiliar scents would upset you right now.”
Chay slipped into the large tub beside him. He passed Kim a clean rag so he could wash himself, scrubbing his own cum from his chest. They bathed together quietly, occasionally exchanging kisses to their fresh mating bites. Kim knew it was kind of pointless to be bathing this early in his heat cycle, especially a soulmate bonding one which tended to last longer than the day or two of a normal heat, but it felt good to be clean.
Once they were clean, Chay pulled him in close and let Kim wrap his arms around him, his head coming to rest on Chay’s bare chest. He could already feel the prickle of his heat beginning to form under his skin again, but it would be another hour or so before he needed Chay to knot him. Kim could smell Chay’s rut spiking in response, the young prince growling against his ear, making him shiver.
He had no idea how his mate’s brother would react to what happened. He didn’t think trying to kill Chay was a great start to a good relationship with his mate’s family. But he and Chay would meet that together when it was safe for them to emerge from the prince’s chambers. Until then, Kim intended to fully enjoy bonding with his mate.
Kim had found his mate and been accepted. It was a dream he’d never dared to have come true, but here it was and he still couldn’t believe it. Nobody was going to take the boy he loved from him, not the order, not Chay’s brother, nobody. He would die before ever letting this slip through his fingers. And from his connection with Chay, he knew the prince felt the same way.
He was safe, he was loved, he was home.