Chapter 8 A New And Improved Milking #2
“So good,” Titan growled, rolling his hips. “Omega under me, begging for my cum.”
Mathlin shuddered, closing his eyes so he could memorize Titan’s weight on him, Titan surrounding him completely.
“You’re making so much cum,” he moaned when the second vial filled up and he had to scramble for the third. When the pulses began to taper off, Mathlin closed his fist around Titan’s knot.
Titan snarled, more cum shooting out of him. “Fuck, Math. F-fuck!”
Mathlin swallowed dryly, secretly imagining Titan coming this hard inside him, with his cock buried deep in Mathlin’s stretched hole.
What would it feel like to be held down and bred by this alpha?
What would it feel like to have Titan’s cum dripping out of him, his insides completely covered in white?
Mathlin leaked, his breaths filled with the scent of Titan’s musk and cum. The spurts slowed down as the liquid level reached the brim; when Mathlin finally placed the third vial on the desk, he was relieved to see that Titan had been right.
Three vials of cum, all because Titan had Mathlin bent over beneath him, pretending to be an omega he was breeding.
“I need to come,” Mathlin whined.
The next moment, his sluggish brain processed the thought. He froze in horror.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Titan growled. He slid down, his entire body dragging against Mathlin’s back. Then Titan was on his knees, kneeling behind Mathlin. The alpha pressed his face against Mathlin’s ass and licked deeply into his crack.
Mathlin yelped, his hole fluttering. “Y-you’re licking me?!”
Titan paused. “Do you not want me to?”
“I...” Mathlin squirmed, too embarrassed to ask his boss for a favor. “I need to come.”
“Do you mind if I eat your ass out?”
“G-go ahead!” Heat surged through Mathlin’s face.
This wasn’t in their contract. Mathlin reached down and pried himself open anyway, exposing his most vulnerable parts to Titan. Titan groaned. He brushed his nose against the insides of Mathlin’s cheeks and nuzzled Mathlin’s hole, dragging his tongue heavily over it.
It was almost too much, letting Titan taste him there. Mathlin groaned, his legs trembling. More so when Titan licked him harder, pushing his tongue inside.
He’s inside me!
Titan’s tongue was soft and wet inside him, dipping in and pulling out, then dipping in again. Mathlin wasn’t expecting him to go far. Except Titan shifted his tongue—it became long and flat, and it filled him deeper than before.
Mathlin’s legs shook so hard, he was grateful for the desk beneath him. Titan pressed his face closer; he made slow love to Mathlin’s hole, and it was all Mathlin could do to keep on breathing.
“F-fuck,” Mathlin whimpered, his balls pulling tight.
Titan rumbled in response. He flicked his tongue against that sensitive spot inside, grinding against it so insistently that Mathlin came, shooting all over the floor.
Titan kept on licking him through his orgasm, over and over until Mathlin could no longer think.
“My boss’ tongue is in my ass,” he whispered to himself. “Does this mean I’m his boss?”
A snort sounded behind him.
“I’m returning a favor, Math,” Titan rumbled, his nose still tucked between Mathlin’s cheeks. Slowly, he pulled his tongue back out, giving Mathlin’s hole two more licks before sitting back. “There. You’ll have to do the cleanup; I’m sorry I can’t help with that.”
Mathlin flushed red. He stayed on the desk until he could move his legs. Then he hurriedly yanked up his pants, feeling self-conscious that Titan had seen all of that. “Oh gods, you tasted me inside!”
“You taste exquisite,” Titan rumbled. When Mathlin looked over his shoulder, he found the alpha licking his lips. As though he enjoyed the taste of Mathlin’s ass.
Mathlin blushed bright red. “I’m, uh, gonna go clean up.”
“Take however long you need,” Titan said, sitting back—still bare-assed. “I know that took a lot out of you.”
“It took a lot out of you, too. I mean, it took a lot of jizz out of you,” Mathlin said. And wished his mouth would shut up. He closed his eyes and groaned. “Please shut me up.”
“I like it when you speak your mind,” Titan pointed out, his eyes twinkling. “If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like some help with my mouthwash. When you’re done cleaning up.”
“I bet it feels horrible talking to everyone when your mouth tastes like my slick,” Mathlin blurted. He closed his eyes in horror.
“I’d rather not have my family smell that, yeah.”
“Oh gods,” Mathlin whispered. The wolves would all know what they had done.
“C’mon, let’s get it over with.” Titan stood, heading to the bakery’s tiny restroom.
There was a small bottle of mouthwash in there; Mathlin poured some into Titan’s mouth.
While Titan gargled, Mathlin searched for a straw.
He found some in the pantry and stuck one in the mouthwash bottle so Titan wouldn’t have to depend on him for that.
“Thanks,” Titan said, sounding so sincere.
“It can’t feel good, having to depend on someone for everything.”
The alpha shook his head. “You’re right. I’m used to doing everything myself. Going from that to being helpless, overnight—it really sucks.”
Mathlin really did feel sorry for him. “Tell me if you need anything.”
“I will.” Titan smiled crookedly.
Mathlin cleaned them both up with wet paper towels. Back in the office, he helped Titan step back into his grey sweatpants.
Just because he could, he brushed a bit of healing magic into Titan’s broken forearm.
“That’s very generous of you,” Titan murmured.
“I just wanted to—”
Before Mathlin could finish his sentence, the front door crashed open with a bang.