14
MIKA
"Are you … asleep?"I asked.
"Gods no." Gabe's hot breath ghosted over my nipple, and it beaded instantly, still oversensitive from his earlier love bites. "I need a minute. It's so … fuck, you're so warm and tight."
It had been a long time since I last bottomed, and it gave me deep satisfaction to know I'd brought my mate to the edge of orgasm by simply letting him inside. His slick tingled against my walls. I canted my hips, and his cock nudged my prostate. My vision blurred, and I moaned.
"You're making it worse," Gabe scolded.
"Not gonna last. Feels too good."
He laughed, and my chest loosened. In my head, our first time was supposed to be perfect, but that was a high bar when we didn't know each other that well yet. Gabe was the most attractive omega at the wedding by far, and I got to take him back to my hotel room afterward. We hadn't shared our deepest secrets or spent enough time together to finish each other's sentences, but that would come in time. Right now, we were two compatible people making each other feel fucking fantastic.
Gabe braced himself on an elbow and slotted his arm between us, taking my cock in hand and stroking in time with histhrusts. The rest of my brain shorted out, my vision clouded, and I melted into the bed, mindlessly fucking into his hand while he drilled into me. Too soon, I was on the edge, moaning into his ear, "I'm close."
"Oh, thank the gods," he muttered. "I … fuck, Mika. I'm coming."
He slammed his hips into me and froze, the motion against my prostate sending me tumbling headlong into my own orgasm while lying still beneath him, my channel flexing involuntarily around his hard cock while mine spurted between us. I tried to hold back my knot, but it popped anyway, the burgeoning flesh pushing Gabe's fingers up my shaft. When his thumb grazed my sensitive tip, I cried out again, and another spurt of cum dribbled between us.
"Are you all right?" he asked. "Was that?—"
"Fucking amazing," I said into his curls before kissing his temple.
"Yeah?" He lifted his gaze to mine.
"Are you kidding?" I tried to frown at him, but then his semi-hard cock twitched inside me, sending a wave of aftershocks through my channel. It was all I could do to keep my eyes from rolling back inside my head in pleasure.
"But it was so quick, and I didn't do any porn acrobatics."
I barked a laugh at that. "I came at the same time you did, so it wasn't too quick. And what are porn acrobatics?"
I was sorry I asked when he rose up on his knees and his cock flopped out of me. "Like this." He rested my ankle on his shoulder and demonstrated, his cock flopping while he fucked the air. "Or this." He tugged my legs on top of his, folding me in half and leaning over me. This time, his cock was close enough to rub against my balls.
"We'll do all the porn acrobatics next time," I said.
His gaze softened, and he gripped my knot with both hands. "Next time. I like the sound of that."
I wanted to ask him where he'd gotten the idea that alphas only topped, but he squeezed again, and I forgot my question in the throes of a full-body shiver. "Keep doing that."
He made it even better by adding more slick, but he wouldn't meet my gaze when he said, "I'll need at least a week before I can handle your knot."
"Take all the time you need," I said between breaths. My head dropped back to the pillow, and I relished every squeeze, stroke, and swipe of his thumb over the head.
"I was joking, Mika."
I lifted my head to frown at him. "What? Why?"
"'Once an alpha springs a knot, he has only one thing on his mind,' or so my dad always says."
"Sleep," I said.
"Sex."
I dropped my head back to the pillow and angled it his way so I could gaze at him with one half-open eye. "Not this alpha."
He nodded. "I thought you might say that."
