“Because you know you want to be our sour patch slut,” I reply.
I enjoy the way his back bows as I press against his prostate, and I press him against the wall to hold up his own weight while I wrap my other hand around his cock.
“Fuck,” he whimpers.
Stroking his dick with my hand, I enjoy watching as he begins to unravel for me.
“Should I let you come?” I ask, kissing and biting up his chest. “Do you think you can be a good boy for me and come twice? I want to be showered in your cum so I smell like you even after I shower.”
“Yes…oh fuck yes,” he moans. “Please, Rhodes. God, I’ll be so good for you.”
Stretching his hole with another finger, I feel a surge of emotion that has him shivering with need. This feels awfully close to love, and I’m not afraid of it.
“Attaboy,” I groan. “Show me then. Shower me in your cum.”
Koen’s breaths come out sharper as he loses himself to his pleasure, and my cock twitches at how good I’m helping him feel. His emotions are loud and incredible as he tumbles off the cliff, coming with a gasp as ropes of cum hit my chest.
“Fuck, your dick is so pretty,” I say honestly, licking my hand of his release.
His asshole attempts to keep my fingers inside of him as I pull them out, his slick making a sucking sound. Koen blushes while I line my cock up with his hole and begin to push my way in. Holding his ass tightly, I pull his hair to get the angle just right to kiss him.
“Never apologize for how enthusiastic your asshole is about being filled,” I growl, kissing him. “I want to hear your sweet fucking noises. Every noise, whimper, and scream are mine right now. Give me the goddamned respect I deserve and let me enjoy them.”
“Shut up and fuck me, Alpha,” Koen moans.
“Good boy. I can do that.”
Pinning his upper body to the wall, I watch myself fuck his hole. His slick slides down my shaft, easing my way, and my eyes roll back as his hole squeezes and sucks me in.
Taking my fingers covered in his slick, I push them into his mouth while he sucks greedily. I keep going until he gags, which tightens his asshole too.
The sound of his gagging spurs me on as I drive my cock into his ass. Koen screams in pleasure as his dick bounces against his abs, woefully ignored as I fuck him.
I need to know I can make him come hands free, just by fucking his hole. I’m a little less worried he can’t take my cock since I can feel his emotions, and I can tell I’m firing off all his nerve endings as my hips piston.
It’s when I grind my knot against his hole that he belts out a strangled noise as his cock begins to explode with his release.
“Again,” I growl, pulling my fingers from his mouth to fist his hair. “I want your balls wrung dry from how much I make you come. I want your mind clear and your reflexes sharp. Take my knot and give me more of your pretty screams.”
Koen whines as I push my knot into his asshole, and there’s saliva smeared all over his chin. My omega is greedy for more as he slicks around my knot, and I congratulate myself for unlocking a hockey training exercise I bet no one else has thought of.
There’s something to be said for fucking your omega captain until his mind and body are made of gelatin, and I will die on this fucking hill.
“You’re making your alpha so fucking proud of you,” I groan, kissing him.
I can feel the moment my knot slides into place because my eyesight begins to darken. My hips continue to roll and rock with the intent of flooding Koen’s system with pleasure. Every movement pulls at my knot and makes him strangle my cock as he begins to milk my cock.
Burying my head into his neck, I gasp and groan as I begin to come, while Koen clings to me like a spider monkey. I makeeveryone else look tiny, but I love being able to cuddle Koen against me as I struggle to get used to a reality where I’m no longer fucking him.
My knot is drained, and as I stand, I find myself covered in more of Koen’s cum. Now, no matter how much I wash my body, I’ll still smell like peaches and tobacco.
Koen’s breathing is heavy as I step into the shower and begin to wet his hair so I can shampoo it.
“Mmmm. I may fall asleep if you mess with my hair,” he mumbles.
“We’re connected at my knot. It’s not like you can go anywhere,” I tease him.
The water temperature is perfect as his eyes get heavy, and soon his breathing evens out.
