Malachi braced his legs, his hands on his hips.
Fuck he felt so good. Was this what good sex felt like… was this making love?
Malachi pulled out and pushed in again, and Alfie could see how much it took for his mate to go slowly. Alfie couldn’t take it anymore, he bucked up into him, taking Chi’s cock all the way back till the man was fully seated in his ass with Chi’s balls resting on his crack.
Chi pulled back slowly before he pushed back into him in one long fluid motion. Alfie’s entire body spasmed, and he almost came just from that.
“More, please. Close. So Close.”
“Me too, love.” His voice was so deep it was barely audible.
“Harder. Please. Please.”
He knew Malachi was being gentle, but he could take it.
Alfie wanted—no, he needed to feel him.
He pushed Alfie’s legs higher, pulling him up so he was even more open. His next thrust nailed Alfie’s prostate, and he gasped as his muscles contracted.
“More. Please, Chi. Fuck me, please.”
That seemed to get through because Malachi began ploughing into him, and all Alfie could do was groan and gasp as he was pushed further to the edge.
Malachi’s thrusts picked up speed, but the gentleness, the sweet words telling him how good he felt and how amazing he was never stopped.
Chi reached between them and grasped Alfie’s cock. His balls were full with the need to cum, but his orgasm seemed just out of reach.
Alfie didn’t know what he was waiting for, or if he just needed a little more, but with Chi’s big hand wrapped around his cock, it was right there. He felt Chi’s movements stutter, and he knew that meant his mate was close.
Alfie squeezed his ass tight, and Malachi cursed and stilled.
“Come for me, love,” Chi murmured in his ear. Then Alfie felt a bite where his shoulder and neck came together and knew that Malachi had claimed him.
Between that and his command Alfie couldn’t hold back. Cum shot from his dick and landed in the space between them. As his orgasm flowed through him, he felt Chi’s cock pulsate deep in his ass, filling him with his release.
This was his first time going bare, and it felt like he was being marked. Owned. Alfie was stretched more than he had ever been and it was the best feeling ever. So this was what Axel meant when he explained knotting.
Chi collapsed on top of him a moment later, although with his weight to the side, so he didn’t crush Alfie, since they were still joined.
They both panted and gasped for breath.
Then Alfie felt himself being rolled so he was on top of Malachi.
“Mine.” Malachi sighed.
Alfie felt Malachi’s joy and realised this was what Axel had described. He also felt like there was an invisible shield surrounding him, and he knew it was Malachi.
A feeling of completeness as he’d never felt before filled him.
Thirty
Malachi
Alfie whimpered as Chi moved him to the bed and he sat up, swinging his legs to the side. They’d had a couple of rounds, and his mate was totally spent. Malachi had cleaned Alfie up the final time and jumped in the shower before snuggling up with his mate. And somehow while they slept, they’d gone from spooning to Alfie on top of him.
But now it was time to feed Alfie. He called down for breakfast and ordered enough to replenish the calories they’d burned.
Chi placed a kiss on Alfie’s forehead before standing up and stretching, then he headed to the bathroom and relieved himself.
