Chapter Eighteen
Scott
The sound of the van's passenger door creaking open jolted me awake, but I played possum as I watched through barely cracked eyes, unsure of who would have been invading my space without knocking and why. It wasn't exactly as if I was in a public place. When Harley inched his way into the back and said my name, I was about to respond, but bit the words back when he moved to pick up my computer.
What the hell?
I continued to feign sleep, watching him through my barely open eyes as he pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and began to type as quietly as possible, glancing up occasionally to be sure he hadn't been detected.
When he finally put the computer back, I was debating whether or not to speak up when he came to stand by the bed, staring down at me with hungry eyes. When he reached out to touch me, moving the towel that I'd fallen asleep in aside and baring me to his gaze, the question of what he'd wanted with my computer was suddenly much less interesting. Once I had his lean body beneath me and he was whimpering into my mouth? Yeah, I forgot about it all together.
"Damn, you feel good," I muttered against his neck before biting down gently.
"Scott.." Harley whined, bucking up against me. "I need.."
He trailed off with a gasp when I ground down against him. "What, baby? What do you need?"
Instead of answering, Harley hooked one leg over my thigh and held me close as his hands burrowed between us to tear at the buttons on his jeans. I helped by lifting my weight off him and supporting myself on my elbows. It might have been more helpful for me to quit kissing him as well, but I wasn't willing to.
The last of Harley's clothing hadn't even hit the floor before my body was reacting predictably to having all of my Omega's warm, soft skin was pressed against me. And when I rolled my hips, dragging our hard cocks together, Harley's back arched and the choked sounds that forced their way out of him made my blood thrum.
When his other leg came up to wrap around my waist, I had to force my more than eager dick not to drive into the slick hole he offered. I raised up to my knees and stared down at the beautiful Omega stretched out for me like a willing sacrifice.
"I'd forgotten how gorgeous you are," I growled, brushing a kiss over his belly and sliding my hands beneath him to palm his firm ass. Lifting him up, I folded him nearly in half and buried my face between his cheeks, licking my way through his crease until my tongue found his tight little pucker.
A shudder ran through Harley's body, relaxing his muscles. I grinned and shoved my tongue through the tight ring. "That's right, baby. Let your Alpha in."
I released one butt cheek, keeping him balanced in my other palm, and wrapped my hand around his twitching cock as I continued to tongue his loosening rim. When I slid one finger into his tight ass, finding the tiny bundle of nerves with no problem, it was met with a keening cry as Harley began to ride my hand, making me regret that I'd removed my tongue. When his body began to throb around my fingers, I knew it wouldn't be long before he found his pleasure and I removed my hand, swallowing his leaking cock instead.
Harley clutched at my hair and the sting sent an erotic thrill through me, making me growl my approval. He shrieked again, his dick swelling against my tongue. When my finger returned to his ass, sliding in to rub over his prostate again, his entire body tensed and then began to pulse in rhythm with his heartbeat.
"Holy shit," Harley gasped, staring at me in wonder. "That was.." he trailed off with a laugh. "I don't even know what it was."
"That's good to hear," I murmured, kissing my way back up his body to his lips. "I'd hate to think I didn't turn you on anymore."
Harley laughed at that, the vibrations rubbed his soft skin against my rock-hard cock where it was sandwiched between our bodies, making me groan.
"Mmm," Harley seemed to suddenly realize my situation. "But now it's your turn, hmm?"
When he began to snake his hand down between us, I caught it and brought it up to nip at the sensitive skin on the inside of his wrist. "Actually, there's something I'd really like, if you're okay with it." I licked the spot I'd bitten. "You might think it's a little dirty, though."
"Yeah?" The sharp intake of breath told me I had my Omega's attention.
I rolled over onto my back, wrapping one hand around my cock. "Come here."
Harley followed obediently, straddling me and rubbing his slippery entrance against the head of my cock, forcing a shudder through me. "Not that, Har." My cock slapped against my abdomen as I released it to grip his hips. "Face the other way."
He spun around so he was facing my feet, but before he could sit down, I grabbed his hips in both hands and dragged him backward so he landed exactly where I wanted him - on my face.
Releasing his hips, I spread his cheeks gently to allow me easier access to my prize. "Fucking gorgeous, baby," I muttered against his soft skin.
His hole was already relaxed from my fingers, so my tongue entered easily and Harley's long, pleasure-soaked moan made my cock jerk. Holding him in place with my left hand on his half-hard dick, I shifted his leg so I could reach my own cock with the other.
I began to stroke myself in time with my tongue thrusting inside him, and slowly his hips began to rock in time as well, fucking his dick into my fist as he rode my tongue. I sucked in his sweet slick as it dripped onto my lips, his pucker fluttering as it tried to drag my tongue in deeper. When I finally couldn't hold back any longer, I began to beat my cock like the horny mutt I really was, slobbering into Harley's hole, my heart devouring the whimpers and cries while my mouth guzzled the sweet juice his body created for me. Then his body jerked and he ground down against my face, forcing my tongue in and threatening to suffocate me with his perfect cheeks and I howled into his body, my release thundering through me in waves that were nearly painful.
Harley was gasping on top of me and he fell forward too suddenly for me to catch him. Nuzzling his cheeks against my softening cock, he continued to shudder through his second orgasm – I'd learned long before that the more he came, the better each consecutive orgasm was.
"You okay?" I asked, stroking my hand down his back as I admired the mess I'd made of his hole. His cheeks were red from my stubble and his pulsing pink rim was shiny with spit and Omega slick.
