Very,veryexcited if you considered I was pretty sure I could pound nails with the erection I was ignoring as I teased my tongue over the wrinkled skin, sucking lightly on the sensitive area between it and Chuck’s large, heavy sack.
“Fuck, Jules,” Chucked whined into the pillow beneath his face. “I need more. Please!”
“I don’t think so,” I murmured, burying my face deeper between his furry ass cheeks and sucking in the heady pheromones before returning to gliding my tongue over his twitching hole. “We just got started. I’d hate for you to think I was a hack top.”
Chuck’s groan was deep and tortured as he reflexively clenched and unclenched the fingers gripping the bedding. “I won’t,” he insisted, his voice thick and desperate. “You can take it slow next time! Please!”
“Next time?” I asked, pulling back far enough to gently bite the soft skin where his thigh and cheek meet. “You’re planning on bending over for me again?”
Even as Chuck let loose with a string of curse words that blistered my ears, he held his quivering body in position before lifting his head to aim his melty-chocolate eyes at me over his shoulder. “Bend over, roll over, whatever the fuck you want as long as you stop fucking edging me!”
Well, that clearedthatright up.
Reaching for the lube sitting conveniently on the nightstand, I slicked two fingers and stroked them firmly over his hole, smiling to myself as Chuck sighed and then shuddered when I pressed them through the clenching muscle and wiggled them the slightest bit.
“God, Jules. So good..”
Chuck sounded wrecked as his words trailed off and all I’d given him so far were the tips of my fingers. Seriously, I wasn’t even in past my first knuckle and he was trembling with the effort of not fucking himself on my fingers. And suddenly I couldn’t remember why I was holding back when my Alpha was begging for my cock.
Stepping up my efforts, I worked another finger in, drinking in the breathy sighs and stilted moans that fell from Chuck’s lips as I prepped him to accept me. When I was finally sure that I’d worked him open enough to make it good for him, I rolled the condom down my length and stroked another shot of lube over it, just to be sure. I’d barely notched the head of my cock against his fluttering pucker when Chuck tensed beneath me.
“You okay?”
“Yeah,” Chuck managed through panted breaths. “I just need a minute or I’m gonna come. You pushed me too close.”
Well, damn. Alphareallylikes his ass play if he can come just from a little bit of fingering.
“Tell me when,” I ordered gently, holding myself still and stroking my hands down his strong back.
Several deep breaths later, Chuck relaxed under my hands and pressed his hips back, catching my dick between his cheeks. “Okay, I’m good.”
“If you need me to stop, tell me, okay?” I pressed forward, gently fighting my way through until my head popped through his tight ring. “Oh, fuck,” I moaned as his heat surrounded me, pulsing and drawing me further in. “You feel so fucking good. There is no way I’m going to last.”
Chuck’s gut-deep groan echoed through me, assuring me that he agreed with my assessment. “Move, dammit.”
Instead of answering, I drew back and snapped my hips forward, bottoming out and setting a punishing rhythm as I pounded into the hot, willing body beneath me, gripping his hips for purchase without concern for whether I was bruising the flesh beneath my fingers.
“Jules!”
Chuck’s shout was harsh and I very briefly wondered if I’d gone too far, but that thought was banished when his tunnel began to throb, clamping down on my cock with a strength that made me whimper as Chuck’s climax raced through him, his blood pounding so hard that I could feel it rushing under his skin.
Reaching back, he grabbed my ass and held me tight to him, grinding back onto my dick as he rode out his orgasm, not releasing me until I’d followed him over the edge and poured my own release into the condom, my breaths labored as my body pulsed and throbbed in time with his.
“Holy shit,” Chuck croaked, collapsing onto his chest on the bed and bringing me down onto his back. “That was…fuck.”
“Uh huh,” I grunted against his back, too weak to raise my head, much less roll off him for the necessary clean up. “I think I’m dead.”
“Yeah?” Even though he was exhausted, there was a note of humor in his voice. “In that case, I may have to change necrophilia to my soft limits because I am definitely not giving up sex with you.”
It took a minute for my cum-drunk brain to sort that out and then all I could do was laugh.
ChapterTen
Chuck
Once he was out of the infirmary, having Jules wrapped around me in my bed and out wandering the compound during the days, interacting with the various other beings that inhabited my day-to-day world somehow made Omega Destiny, International feel more like a home than, well, a job.
Not that my life’s work had ever felt like just ajobto me, but Jules’s mere presence made it clear that something had been missing, even if I hadn’t noticed it before. Or if I had intentionally ignored it. Potato, potahto.
