“Good job,” I praised softly. “Since it was back talking, this time…” I released Joon’s fingers to catch his jaw, my other hand reaching into his joggers to free his cock. “I’m going to use your throat until I feel like you’re sorry.”
“Fuck,” he said quietly, looking down at my thick length.
“And when I’m done, you’re going to sit here and text Eva, and be honest with her. Am I clear?”
"Yes, alpha," he said, the words almost falling out of his mouth.
Cupping a hand around the back of his neck, I guided him firmly to the hardened line of my cock. “See what you do to me? How deeply your alpha desires you?”
Joon was now bent fully over the center console. His ass was in the air, and his head bent down into my lap. "I see," he said, jutting his tongue out and licking over my tip.
I bit back the urge to discipline him for touching without asking, pressing my cock between his lips, and shoving him down as far as a single snap of my hips could take me. “Always a fucking retort,” I muttered.
"I thought you liked my mouth," he sassed, looking back up at me.
“When you’re using it properly.” I grabbed him by his hair and lowered him back down, forcing him onto my cock.
Joon took it, tears coming to his eyes as he was pushed down, choking on my cock. The back of his throat contracted, squeezing me just right.
There was something he was right about. I did love his mouth. And his throat. And the pretty way he gazed up at me while taking everything I gave him.
“You’re so perfect like this,” I said, never letting up. “All quiet and pliable. All it takes is a little alpha cock to make you beg.”
He tried to mumble something, but with his lips around my cock, nothing came out, only the sound of his vocal cords vibrating my length in the most delicious way.
I watched one of his hands drift back, palming his own cock.
“Wow, so needy,” I said. “Can’t even suck me off without needing to touch yourself.”
My hand reached back and slapped his ass, making him moan and fall into my cock even more. “I didn’t say you could touch yourself.”
He whined, but followed my command.
I kept fucking up into him until I felt my balls pull up.
“I’m gonna come,” I grunted. “Grab my knot.”
His hand came around and gripped me like I asked. The added pressure was all I needed. I pushed him down and spilled into the back of his throat. My head thrown back as I lost myself to his wet, warm heat.
I pulled myself back towards the end, letting some land on his tongue.
“Don’t swallow,” I said.
When I finished, I pulled my whole cock out.
“Show me.”
He knew exactly what I wanted. Joon glanced up at me and stuck out his tongue, letting me see my cum pooling on it. He was so sexy. Watching him do that reminded me of the Packtacular, when he and Eva swapped our cum between them.
“Good boy. Now swallow.”
He stuck his tongue back in his mouth, and I watched his throat bob.
“What are you going to do now?” I asked him.
His eyes were half lidded. “I don’t know.”
I smacked his face, just enough to get his attention. “Try again.”
