Once I was done with my fingers Juneau leaned forward to kiss me, not caring if she tasted herself on my lips. “Thank you,” she murmured against my lips with a sigh.
‘Not done yet,’I said once I felt the thrum of her heart beat slow down against my chest.
I slid up the slippery wall of the tub and perched on the small ledge there, pushing all of the plastic bottles that we usually kept there onto the floor with a loud clatter.
It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but at least I wouldn’t have to worry about slipping around too much like we would if I was standing.
Reaching over to the box of condoms, I pulled one out and opened the wrapper. I could feel Juneau’s gaze on me as I slid the rolled up latex free.
“Can I help you put it on?” Juneau asked, her words slurred but curious.
I nodded and put the condom into her palm which was pruned from the water. Using her hand, I gently rolled the condom down my shaft. I could immediately feel the little ridges that were meant to keep the condom on, even if I slicked inside of it, settling snugly around my cock.
I must have made some sort of face, because Juneau frowned. “Does that hurt you?” she asked, her fingers sliding along the indents where the ridges gripped me.
I shook my head and gave her a dopey smile.‘The opposite,’I assured her.
Even if it didn’t hurt, though, I was going to need to be inside of her soon or else I was liable to come before she even touched me. I gave her thigh a little tap and spelled out the word straddle with my fingers and then showed her the sign. She slid onto my lap easily, her skin warm and wet from the bath and her heat.
Her delicate folds slotted against my erection and I let out a soft sigh as she rubbed herself against me, making small noises as she started to work herself up again.
I brought her hands to my shoulders before signing one last time before my hands were full of hers.‘If it hurts, pinch me,’I reminded her as I dropped my hands to her hips. My fingers dimpled in the soft flesh of her ass as I helped her lift her hips until she hovered above my cock, a mixture of slick and the lube leaking freely from her body.
I wanted to be careful and take it slow, but Juneau was having none of that. As soon as she felt the head of my cock notch at the entrance of her pussy, she surprised me by suddenly bearing down and taking me completely in one long stroke.
Her insides twisted around me and my eyes nearly rolled back in my head as she worked to adjust to me.
I shot her a look and she grinned at me sheepishly, her cheeks turning red. “Sorry, just a bit too excited,” she said, her fingernails digging into my skin as she experimentally lifted her hips and dropped them.
I had felt hands and mouths on my cock before, but those had been nothing like how it felt to be inside of Juneau during her heat. Even with the condom on I could feel how warm she was inside, it was like we were still sitting in the piping hot bathwater. The walls of her pussy clenched around my cock like they were trying to pull me further into her body and I pressed my face into the crook of her neck, letting her fully control the pace.
“This is amazing,” I felt her words flutter around me as she moved, grinding her entire body against mine. Juneau lifted her hips until only the head of my cock remained before she dropped roughly back down.
The hazy amazement over how good she felt wore off in that moment and I lifted my hips up to meet hers. The sound of our skin connecting filled the bathroom.
I wished for just one moment that I could growl into her ear the way that I knew the alphas were going to and tell her everything that I wanted to do to her. I never put much thought into being able to speak out loud before. I had a voice, even if it was through written words or with my hands.
So, instead of saying the things I wanted to say with my mouth, I did it with my body. With every thrust of my hips I told her how beautiful she was as she rode my cock, how good she was making me feel, how I was so glad that she’d chosen me to be her first.
I told her how much I already loved her and hoped to be able to continue to love her for as long as we lived.
I told her that someday soon I would spill my load inside of her waiting pussy without a condom in the way so that I could see her swell with our child.
Juneau’s breath stuttered as I gripped her hips and brought our bodies together again. She leaned back so she could see my face, her blue eyes searching my expression like she understood everything that I was telling her with my actions.
Juneau’s hands left my shoulders and she placed her hands softly on either side of my face, our movements slowing as we stared at each other. I turned so that I could kiss the inside of her palm before reaching up so that I could bring that same hand to where we were joined.
She knew exactly what I was asking her to do, and soon her pointer finger was circling her sensitive clit. I kissed her then, our hips resuming movement as we grinded together.
We pushed each other higher and higher, Juneau’s moans continuing to echo through the bathroom until she tilted her chin up to the ceiling and came with a garbled exclamation.
She clenched impossibly tight around me and I finally understood why the guys usually waited to come until my ass clenched around their knots. The spasms were an otherworldly pleasure and I sucked in a ragged, audible gasp as I felt my balls tighten and I came surrounded by her lemon pound cake scent.
My slick and cum filled the condom, ballooning in the tip as I collapsed against the cool tile wall and tried to regain my sanity.
Juneau slumped forward with me and I could feel her heart hammering away like the wings of a hummingbird. She was gasping for air, her pink lips opening and closing as she did so.
“That was…” Her voice was hoarse when she finally spoke.
