Chapter Twenty-Seven
Scott
"Harley?" I swallowed hard, but the lump in my throat didn't budge. "Um, what are you doing?"
He'd worked his way into the back of the van around midnight with the stated purpose of seeing if there was anything in my little kitchenette to make a meal of. When he'd called out to tell me that my lunch was ready, I'd pulled into a small rest stop and parked before stepping through the curtain that separated the cab from the living quarters only to find him spread out ass-up on the bed.
He was naked except for the silky black jock that was lifting his perfect cheeks up for me and the angle of his knees tucked under his chest parted them just enough that I could see the Omega dew glistening on his pucker.
Next to him was a bottle of lube and a condom.
It seemed he'd found the drawer that had our, ahem, private time supplies with no problem.
"You said you were hungry," Harley's voice was a husky purr that wound around me andstokedmy own arousal. "I found you something to eat." His head was sideways on the pillow and his honey-gold eyes were daring me to say no.
As fucking if.
It only took two steps to reach the bed and I dropped to my knees, grabbing his hips and yanking him to the edge of the bed.
"My favorite dish," I growled against his sensitive skin. Harley's laugh turned into a shiver as I parted his cheeks and dragged my tongue over his hole, then lingering to suck and rub my lips over the silky soft skin hidden there. "Love this sweet ass so much."
I ripped the button to my jeans open and shoved my hands down my pants, gripping my cock. The faster my tongue lapped up the sweet slick dripping from my Omega's hole, the more he produced until I was eating his ass like a starving beast as I jerked my cock, almost oblivious to the whimpers and moans falling from his lips. It wasn't until his body began to shake, his hole spasming around the fingers I'd snuck into massage his button, that I realized Harley had already finished.
"You okay?" I managed to ask through panting breaths as I forced myself to pull back from the sweet hole that had been kissing me back so hotly.
"No," Harley choked out. "I want more. Please, I want you to really fuck me, Alpha." He looked over his shoulder, his brown eyes molten with arousal. "I want your cock. Please."
My cock began to throb in my hand as he stared at it, licking his lips and rolling his hips in a silent plea.
Oh, hell. All the good intentions in the world weren't going to help me resist when he begged.
"You're sure, baby?"
"Get in me!" he begged. "Please, Scott." He brought one hand back to tease himself, using the slick to slide his fingers in deep.
My control snapped and I caught his wrist, bringing his hand up so I could suck them clean. Grabbing the condom, I rolled it down my eager cock and pressed it to his entrance, easing forward slowly as Harley strained under me, whimpering and cursing as I spread him wide. When I stopped to check on him, he snarled and bucked back, taking a few more inches with a yelp.
"Har, baby, slow down," I stroked his back, ignoring the shudder that ran through me as he bore down. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You won't," he gasped. "I'm too close. I want all of you before I come again."
Well, fuck.
Trusting him to know what he needed, I wrapped one arm around his belly,stretched over his body and pressed in harder, not stopping until his ass was resting against my groin.
"Is that better?" I asked in his ear as he clenched down again, setting off another series of shudders that started in my dick and ran through my body. There weren't words to describe the intense physical pleasure of being swallowed by his willing body after so much time, and the grip of his tight ass around my cock, the heat that bathed me through the thin condom, very nearly overwhelmed me.
"Oh, Gods, yes! Move!"
The first few thrusts were deep but slow, intended to let me catch up to my Omega without pushing him over the edge too quickly. When his pants turned into mewling gasps and he began to writhe beneath my weight, I rose to my knees and arched my back slightly, ensuring that every shallow thrust would grind against the perfect spot.
His tight passage began to throb and I barely had time to reach around and grip his dick, milking his climax for every last drop.
Then, when Harley collapsed beneath me, tremors wracking his entire body, I drove in deep and allowed my own release to overtake me. I growled as the hot gush of my cum washed over me, adding another layer of sensation to my orgasm as our bodies pulsed together.
"Heavy." Harley's sex-slurred words were barely audible, but I'd always been tuned into him. Pulling free, I rolled over onto my back and reached down to dispose of the condom. When my fingers touched skin, my head jerked up and I barely managed to hold back a string of curses.
The fucking rubber had broken.
