Chapter 28 #2
It’ll take a little longer, but it’s enough to get us both there, especially with the way the scent of his arousal floods my mind.
I hook my arm under his knee, forcing his leg up until it’s bent at his side.
Julian groans, but lets me in, lets me thrust against him.
My cock slides against his and our moans blend together.
“That’s good,” he pants, hands scrabbling for purchase. They move down, find my skin, digging into my hips to drive me in, deepening each thrust. “More.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I want more, so much more, and if he’s willing, then I’ll take it.
I sit up, pulling us apart, much to our shared dismay, but before that frown on Julian’s face can be vocalised, I flip him onto his stomach. He barely manages to tuck his arms under himself before I drag him to me, so that he’s on his knees with his ass right where I want it.
I stare down at him, the strong sweep of his back, the dip at his waist before his hips spread, giving way to that firm ass. All that blonde hair I want to wrap around my fist when I thrust in.
I swallow as my mouth suddenly pools with saliva.
“Um, Aiden?” Julian calls, and there’s an anxiousness there that clears my thoughts, pulling me back to the moment.
“I’m not doing that yet,” I promise as I lay myself over his back to kiss the worry away. He leans into it, letting my lips slide over his skin. “I just want to try something.”
“Something?” he echoes carefully.
“Do you trust me?” I ask when he glances back at me. His gaze is wary, and for a second, my heart drops thinking his answer might be different to mine, but then he nods.
“Yes.”
It’s one word. One. But it’s still enough to flood my body with endorphins and so much damn joy.
I kiss him, passionately, giving him everything he alone owns, before I pull away. I kiss him one more time, briefly, before I force myself to sit up.
Julian drops his head forward, avoiding my gaze, and I slide a soothing hand down his spine. He shudders, following the touch, but relaxes some.
He lets me push his legs together, holding them tight—tight enough for me to slide my cock between his thighs, just underneath his.
He stiffens as my hips meets his and his cock bucks against mine. Like this, it’s like I’m buried in him, and I struggle to breathe through the sheer weight of lust that slams into me.
My mind clouds as I stare down at him.
Julian’s on his knees—on his knees for me, and Goddess have mercy—I’m not inside of him yet, but I can imagine it so clearly like this. With his long hair curled over his neck and his hips fitting so perfectly in my hands.
I slide my hands up his hips, following the natural curve of his body, and he makes a soft sound before he works his hips back.
Fuck. Me.
I’m about ten times harder and at risk of blowing one, but not so soon. I clench my jaw and grip his hips as I slide my hips back a few inches. My cock slowly slides from his thighs, so fucking tight my eyes grow heavy before I thrust back in, driving into the space between his legs.
It’s a smooth glide and a perfect fit, one that slides my cock against his, and I know Jewels loves it by the way he moans, so loud and so fucking sweet.
Max growls low, fighting for the reins so he can enjoy our mate’s trembling body too, but no. He’d take advantage of this. He wouldn’t be able to stop with Julian whimpering below us, because, by the Plains, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard or seen.
I stare at him, holding us both still as I try to calm myself.
I know Julian is an alpha too, but with him like this, I want nothing more than to dominate him and make him submit to me, to be mine and mine alone forever. More so, because he is an alpha, because he shouldn’t give it to me, but might.
I work my hips back before I thrust in again. My hips slam against his, cock gliding tightly between his thighs, and the moan that Julian releases makes my balls tighten.
My eyes burn, glowing as my canines drop and my control over myself begins to unravel. No. No. No.
I stop short, panting as I close my eyes tightly and try desperately to push back the onslaught of desire that the heat only intensifies. Seeing him like this drives me crazy, and if I don’t take a beat, I’ll really lose it.
“A-Aiden?” Julian whimpers, making me leak between his thighs.
I open my eyes just enough to meet his gaze as he peeks over his shoulder, looking at me with red cheeks.
“Yeah?” I ask, trying to push Max down, but the sight of Jewels’ blush makes it so much harder, especially when he’s bent like this.
“Why’d you stop?” he asks. My eyes widen, and I’m sure I haven’t heard him right.
“I like it,” he whispers, and his blush travels down his neck and over his shoulders.
“Don’t stop,” he begs, before he lifts his hips a little and pushes himself back onto me.
His gaze clouds, lips fall open, and with that, I lose control.
I tighten my grip on his waist and thrust my cock between his legs without mercy. His moans ripple out of him as our cocks slide together, hard, desperate. I feel his precum leak down onto my tip, marking me, and my eyes roll in delight.
“Yes,” he cries out.
My eyes glow as I thrust against him until my hips are practically slamming against his, making his ass jiggle against me as he struggles to keep himself upright.
And he’s beautiful. Handsome. Perfect. So fucking sexy. And—“Mine,” I growl as I drag my nails down his back, making him arch under me. “All mine.”
Draping myself over Julian’s back, I take his chin and force his head to the side so that my lips are fixed against his ear.
“Stroke us.”
He doesn’t hesitate. Julian’s shoulders flex as he stays up on one hand while the other slides between his legs to encircle us. His fist makes the perfect glove for us to thrust into, and then he’s shaking and there’s something more than precum slicking my dick. He’s coming.
“Jewels,” I purr while he whimpers, his hand remaining where it belongs.
I want to stop, knowing he’s already cum twice, but I can’t. I want to mess him up more, the sight of him collapsing under pleasure makes me ruthless.
“Aiden!” he cries as I brush his hand away to stroke him myself. He’s the one holding us up now, with my weight completely on him, but he doesn’t fall. “Oh Goddess!” he moans as I jerk us off, hips thrusting, snapping against him. “Aiden—ugh! Aiden!”
“Jewels,” I groan against his ear.
He’s still as hard as I am, but he’s shaking beneath me as I make my vicious attack on his body. I want all of him, everything.
I want Jewels.
I want him so bad I can’t see clearly. I just want more.
“I c-canej,” he pants, words clumsy.
“You say that every time, but you’re always so damn hard for me,” I tease as he moans with every thrust. “You like this …” I lean back to drag my tongue up his spine. “… Me pushing you further.”
“Agh!” he screams as his precum wets my fingers. “Don’t stop!”
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I moan against him as my cock jerks, a second away from letting loose. “Fuck Julian!”
“Aiden!” he cries out, throwing his head back.
“Whose are you?” I growl as my thrusts become something rougher.
“Y-yours,” he stutters as I press my thumb against his leaking tip.
“Again,” I demand, licking his ear, making his entire body shake.
“I’m yours … Aiden. I—I’m yours,” he whimpers as his body rocks back to meet mine.
“And I am yours,” I promise, teeth finding his ear.
We crash over the edge together, falling into this pit of pleasure with reckless abandon. My vision whites out as my toes curl and my thrusts lose their rhythm, turning into something weak and ragged.
I moan for Julian the same way he moans for me, and tears spring from his eyes as he grinds his teeth together, his entire body shaking as he comes and comes, and fucking comes.
We collapse together, and it takes everything in me to gather the strength to roll off his back. Panting for dear life, I blink up at the ceiling until my vision clears enough for me to remember where I am. I glance across at Julian, and he’s still trembling, his pupils blown wide.
“Shit,” I mutter, sitting up to brush the hair out his face. “Was that too much? I—did I go too far?” Julian blinks, slowly finding the world again. “I’m sorry, baby.”
He swallows, offering me a lazy smile. “I’m fine.”
He barely looks conscious.
“I’m sorry,” I say again, but he shakes his head.
“I’m fine, Aiden,” he asserts after a heavy breath. He pats my hip. “Now go, get dressed. Seriously, this time.”
“Ju—”
“Aiden,” he cuts me off sharply, his eyes focused now. “It was good, really good. I’m fine and I liked it. So please, shut up and go get dressed.”
I watch him for a while longer, making sure it’s not just words but that he’s really alright, then grin and obey.
“Alright,” I mumble as I sit up, pushing off the bed and away from him. He shoos me off, like he’s not covered in our cum, and I listen, but I can’t leave without throwing him a bone.
“Not the bottom my ass,” I mutter before I dash into the bathroom, shutting the door just as the television remote comes sailing towards me.