Chapter 14 #3
Instead, he makes me chase him, until I’m laughing as he makes a game out of it. Finally, he presses his lips against mine, grinning as he kisses me. There’s a lot more to Miles than I think anyone realizes. He’s silly, dominant, and has a tight grip on his control too.
My hands fist his hair as I kiss him, following him when he lays back and he drags me on top of his body. It might look like I’m in control, but his hands are kneading and squeezing my ass until my hips begin to grind against him.
His tongue drags against mine as we deepen the kiss, and all I can hear are our moans and heavy breathing.
“You’re so damn perfect,” he says reverently.
“I don’t know about that,” I say, chest heaving. I want more, but I’m not sure how to ask for it.
Soon, the moment passes as he leans up and gives me one more kiss.
“Get comfortable,” he murmurs, helping me move but refusing to let me roll off his body. “No, I need to hold you. You’re officially stuck with me, needy as you are.”
“You made me like this,” I sigh, laying my head on his chest. His fingers dig into my hair, rubbing my scalp to help me relax.
“Sometimes, I can’t quite help myself,” he confesses. “You know what this means, right?”
“What?” I mumble, my eyes beginning to close. It’s been a long day.
“I’m going to need to kiss you more often,” Miles says. “In the morning, before you leave, as often as I possibly can.”
“I think I can handle that,” I admit, yawning.
“Till tomorrow then,” he says. “Goodnight.”
I can’t say anything back because I’m pulled under into sleep.
MILES
It took me a while to go to sleep because I had Caelia pressed against me. It felt wrong to sleep when I just wanted to drink in every second of this. Finally, I did pass out, waking up to find myself using her tits as a pillow and her sweatshirt pushed up to her waist.
Caelia continues to sleep as I stroke my hands over her skin, staying at her stomach and not going anywhere else as I listen to her heartbeat. I can even tell when she wakes up because of how she moans slightly and her breathing changes.
“Good morning,” I mumble, ghosting my hands down her body until she arches her back.
“Miles,” she whispers. “I kept dreaming about you last night.”
“What was I doing?” I ask, trusting her to stop me if she doesn’t want me to do something. My fingers keep moving until I’m gripping her asscheeks, and my cock is straining against my sleep shorts.
“Your…you, are making me crazy,” she admits.
“Words, Baby Girl. I need them. Did I shove my thick tongue in your pussy or did I suck on the tits I’ve been using as pillows?” I ask.
“Fuck, the first one,” Caelia moans.
“If you want me to worship between your thighs, I need you to tell me.”
“How is that so easy for you?” she asks.
I refuse to tell her ‘with practice’. She doesn’t need to fucking know that. My past is exactly that, in the past. I have been having a very dry spell, been tested, and know I’m clean. Anything else, I’ll tell her if asked.
“Why don’t you try it,” I say instead, moving until I can kiss her stomach.
Tentatively, she pushes my sweatshirt up until she’s baring her breasts. Her nipples are tight and a deep pink, and I can feel my mouth begin to water.
“I want…you to suck on my breasts,” she says, her skin beginning to flush.
“Yes,” I growl, moving so I can suck on her nipple. My hand squeezes her other tit, waiting to see what she likes.
“More,” she moans, her fingers sinking into my hair. I want her to lose herself completely with me.
“It’s all yours,” I mumble, kissing and sucking until she gasps, her thighs attempting to close with me in between them in need. I haven’t moved further than her stomach. “Push my head where you want me, baby.”
I grin as she shoves me down, and I press her legs open so I can stare at her pussy. She’s puffy, slick, and needy.
“All mine,” I growl, spreading her lips wide with my fingers so I can lick at her arousal.
“Don’t tease me,” she whines. “Please.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
I suck on her clit so hard she screams, her body coming off the bed. Dragging my tongue down her slick, I shove it to her tight hole to lap, suck, and drown in it. I swear, I could very easily stay here all damn day.
Moving my head to kiss her inner thigh, I push a finger into her pussy. Caelia’s eyes roll back as her chest heaves, and I slowly curl that one finger. I don’t want to hurt her, but she takes the second one perfectly too.
Eating her out, I refuse to stop until she comes for me. Caelia’s fingers keep my head between her thighs, and all I can smell is sweet cherries. Her moans are fucking beautiful, and her thighs tremble as her walls begin to strangle me.
“Miles,” she gasps.
“You’re so close, aren’t you?” I ask, watching as her head thrashes. “Let go for me, baby. I promise to catch you when you fall.”
I watch her face as I drag my teeth over her clit, enjoying her widening eyes as I finger fuck her over the edge. Slick gushes over my fingers and hand as she cries out, and it’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever heard.
“So damn perfect,” I whisper, pulling my fingers out of her still fluttering walls to suck them clean.
“That…wow,” she gasps.
“Good,” I say, moving back up her body to kiss her senseless. She holds me tightly, uncaring that she can taste herself on my tongue and lips. I’m literally drenched in her scent and slick.
The greedy little omega wraps her leg around my waist, her hips looking for more.
“That’s it,” I praise her, rocking slowly against her cunt. Her eyes snap open, and I shake my head. “My cock is staying inside my shorts, baby. Use me.”
“Isn’t that mean?” she asks.
“Not if I come too,” I groan. “Do you want to come with me, baby?”
“Yes,” she says, her hips lifting as I grind against her.
“Fuck. Thank you,” I say, kissing her again. The heel of her other foot digs into my ass as she rolls her pelvis against mine. Pulling her sweatshirt off, I turn on my side, taking her with me.
I’m too heavy to be on top. I’m two hundred and thirty pounds of muscle, I don’t want to squish her.
“Miles, please,” she begs, her pupils blown out.
“Yes, Sweet Girl,” I sigh. “Take what you need. I’ll try to hold on.”
“I…so close,” she sobs. For someone who just came, she sounds too damn desperate.
Worried, I move my hand over her skin, but she’s not overly warm. All we’d need is for her to go into heat the first time I got to hold and touch her. That would be something, wouldn’t it?
“Rub your cunt over my dick, baby,” I growl, loving the way her body listens. Caelia is breathing hard as her eyes almost close from the stimulation. “Eyes on me when you break apart. Let’s see those pretty eyes.”
It takes a second but she opens them for me as I hold her tightly. Her hips move in tight little circles, and I drop back until my back hits the mattress with her on top of me.
“Sit up,” I insist.
Her arms shake with need as she does what I want and her eyes almost roll back as she realizes how much better this position is. Her hands move to cup her breasts, and I lean up to torture them.
“Your cunt is soaking my shorts,” I say. “I want to still be able to smell you on my dick later, Caelia. I want to know who I belong to.”
“Me,” she rasps, her breaths nothing but little sips of air.
“You’re damn right. I’m yours, baby. Now come for me.”
Her body jerks as if I had alpha barked her, but I know I didn’t. Caelia keens as she comes and I grab her hip and use her body to follow. Black dots begin to fill my vision as I groan, cum filling my shorts as I drop back, holding her tightly.
“Fuck, oh my God,” I moan. “I can’t…stop coming.”
Caelia wraps her arms around me as our bodies shudder and twitch in the aftermath of our orgasms, until my alarm begins to ring. She flinches as the real world encroaches on our bubble, and I press my lips against her temple.
“I’m going to wash your hair, feed you, and then we’re going to call roadside assistance, okay?”
“Yes,” she says, doing a solid impression of a ragdoll as she slumps against me.
Nothing like starting the morning with a sated omega. If I could, I’d spend every day like this.