"Who knew you could be so beautiful, Captain?"
Kaelis knelt behind him, his own breath catching at the sight. Ezra's bare back was a taut landscape of muscle and sweat, trembling slightly.
But lower… Kaelis's gaze fixed there. Between the firm curves of Ezra's ass, glistening in the dappled moonlight, was a glimpse of something pink and furled, slick with a clear, viscous wetness.
It pulsed, a tiny, desperate rhythm.
'So that's how it works for a male omega.'
It was fascinating.
He'd never had the opportunity, nor the particular interest, to try this with a woman. They'd never wanted it, and he'd never pushed.
But this… this was different.
The biology was right there, inviting, prepared just for him.
He placed a broad hand on the small of Ezra's back, feeling the heat sear his palm. "Easy," he murmured, though the command was for himself as much as for Ezra.
