Maxwell was too busy being in the throes of pleasure to speak, which was fine with me, since my brain was pretty fried too. All I could think about was sinking deeper into Maxwell’s depths and chasing my orgasm--but I forced myself to remember that this was about Maxwell’s pleasure and his release.
“How do you feel?” I asked. “Tell me.”
“Ugh. Good,” he mumbled.
I thrust my hips deep. A surge of pleasure washed over me. Seeing my mate so satisfied and full was like a drug. He mumbled my name over and over again as he spread his thighs as far as they would go. Hewantedme, and the feeling was mutual. I grabbed his legs as I lost myself to my urges, fucking Maxwell deeply. His moans and cries echoed in the room like music.
Maxwell suddenly groaned, as if annoyed. “It’s not enough. I need it deeper.”
“Then turn over,” I told him.
He didn’t even wait for me to slip my cock out and give him a moment to readjust--he was already on his knees, his ass in the air with me still inside of him. I shuddered at the pleasant twist of his ridges on my flesh.
“There,” Maxwell said breathlessly. “It goes in deeper this way.”
I licked my lips at the sight of him laying there in front of me. Slick omega fluid dripped down his thighs. His face was buried in the pillow as he waited impatiently to be fucked.
“You’re so hot, Max,” I muttered, feeling my cock pulsate.
“Fill me,” Maxwell begged. He reached down for his own cock and tugged at it in unembarrassed pleasure. I fucked him again, slow and shallow at first after his position changed, then ramped up to a deep thrust, burying my entire cock inside him.
Maxwell cried out. The sound of desperation was too much for me to handle. My balls clenched as my orgasm came up fast. I snarled as I rammed into his ass, my body overloaded with electric pleasure. It happened the next moment as my cock erupted, shooting cum all over Maxwell’s insides. It was wet, hot and sticky as my cum mixed with his omega slick, but fuck, did it feel amazing.
“Fuck,” I groaned. As the haze of pleasure clouded my mind, I watched Maxwell jerk himself off to completion. He came again, splattering himself and the sheets, then collapsed in total exhaustion.
“Feel any better?” I asked, slumping down next to my mate with a satisfied grin. I touched his cheek and found it burning hot. “You don’t look so desperate anymore, at least.”
“I needed that,” Maxwell mumbled with a shy sigh.
I just laughed and kissed his cheek. “Just so you know, I’m up for it again, any time.”
He smirked at me, his eyes glittering with mischievous satisfaction. “I may have to take you up on that again.”
