“Yes,” he says. “It will provide the most efficient data.”
“Good. Think of the data,” I say as I crawl on top of him and push him back into the mattress. I slide over him in one quick motion, and the way his body tenses is…
Fuck, it’s hot.
It makes me feel powerful, watching this cool, collected beta come undone beneath me.
Like he’s powerless to fight me.
“How does that feel, Olly?” I ask as I thrust myself against him.
“Good, I guess,” he says. I chuckle as I do it again, rocking him against the mattress. I find his mouth with mine and grab his hands. He kisses me desperately. His tongue strokes mine in slow, precise motions, and I settle his hands on my hips. I move them for him, forcing them to squeeze me, and he gets the memo. He slides them up and down my hips, over my ass. He squeezes with the same pressure, and then he does something Idon’texpect.
One hand slides between us where we connect, and his thumb flicks my clit.
I yelp.
“Are you okay?” he asks, his breath heavy. I kiss him back.
“Don’t stop,” I tell him. “Don’t stop; please keep going.”
“Okay,” he says, returning to my mouth. His hips move the slightest, and before long we both build a steady rhythm.
I get lost in the sensations he delivers. Every touch may be precise, but it’s…overwhelming.
“Auryn I can’t, I’m going to—”
“Come for me,” I command.
“Fuck,” he growls as his body stills. “I’m c–coming.”
He sits up, grabbing me, clutching me to his chest as his body tenses, and I feeleverything.My body responds in tandem if only because the motion of him sitting up, clutching me, drives him deeper.
“Olly—” I try to say his name, to tell him I am too, but my cries are swallowed by his mouth.
His kiss softens as he relaxes, groaning into my mouth.
It’s not euphoric, it's…relief.
He relaxes as I grab his neck, as I kiss him back.
We stay tangled for a moment before we both fall onto the bed, and he curls close to me. He lays his head on my shoulder, wincing as he slides out of me. His cum drips down my legs, and I feel like I could pass the fuck out.
That was…intense.
“Anything worth noting?” I ask as I trail my fingers through his soft, silky hair.
“Objectively speaking?” he murmurs against my chest.
“Of course,” I say with a smile.
“Beta feels content,” he says softly. “What about you?”
“Specimen feels good,” I say teasingly.
“How doesAurynfeel?” he asks softly. I can tell any minute he’s going to fall asleep.
“Satisfied,” I say, pulling him closer. “How doesOllyfeel?” I ask. He mumbles something incoherent against me, but his lips kiss my neck, which is enough of an answer.
