Chapter 15 - Randy #3
He shifted, reached over to my nightstand, grabbed a couple tissues, and cleaned our spend from my stomach. He tossed the tissues aside, then trailed his hand down—pausing briefly to fondle my balls—and slid his fingers between my cheeks. “You’re so wet.”
I didn’t have a chance to respond before his fingertips traced over my entrance.
“Alpha!” I gasped.
“Is this where you want me?”
I nodded. “Please.”
He massaged my entrance until I was squirming and moving against him. Then he slid one finger inside.
Nerves that had long forgotten real pleasure burst to life, and I shook from the intensity.
“That’s it,” Craig murmured. He kissed my chest. “Just relax.”
I nodded, incapable of words. Every movement, each touch, they were like a beacon flare to my body, drawing all attention to where Craig was prepping me.
Luckily, he didn’t seem to mind that I was only able to communicate through gasps and moans. In fact—if the way he kept praising me was any indication—he liked it.
I was like a ship caught in a maelstrom of sensation. But rather than fight it, I allowed it to draw me in.
Because I felt safe with Craig.
I rocked against his hand as one finger became two, and I arched off the bed when he rubbed my sweet spot. His lusty growls deepened, and words of praise tumbled from his lips.
Beautiful, perfect, gorgeous… they were all words I’d heard before, but from him I actually believed them.
My movements turned erratic—desperate. I needed him harder and deeper. His fingers weren’t enough.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked with a barely-restrained growl.
“Please,” I begged with a nod.
He pulled his fingers free, and I started to turn over, but he put a hand on my hip to stop me.
“I want to watch your face,” he stated. “You can turn over when it’s time to knot you.”
I shivered and laid back. “Ok.”
He moved between my legs, then leaned in to kiss me. “Are you sure you want me to come inside you?”
Heat crawled up my cheeks. “I… I haven’t been knotted in so long. I need it.”
He smiled and kissed me again. “Ok.”
Craig knelt, and I lifted my hips to give him easy access. Then he was there, his cock pressing against my entrance.
The stretch was exquisite, but it was the way Craig took his time—making sure that I was adjusting well—that made it amazing.
Then his hips were flush against me, his cock fully seated inside. He leaned in to kiss me again, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.
He felt so good—so right.
He chuckled against my lips, then started thrusting.
My head fell back as pleasure exploded through me, and a long moan escaped. My fingers tightened against his back, and I dug my heels into his ass to encourage him to move.
Craig alternated long, slow thrusts that left me trembling with hard and fast ones that punched the breath from me. The changing pace interrupted the building ecstasy, turning it from frenzied need to an impending tidal wave with no chance of escape.
“You feel so good,” Craig rumbled as he moved inside. “Even better than my dreams.”
“Alpha…” I moaned.
“You’re close, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
He shifted to rest on one elbow as he thrust, then slid his free hand between us. He wrapped his fingers around my straining cock and started to stroke it at the same pace as his thrusts.
That was all it took. My back arched, and my fingernails dug into his back as I came.
“That’s it, beautiful,” he growled. “You feel so good coming around me.”
He continued to fuck me through my orgasm, then stilled as the pulses of pleasure stopped. He kissed me gently. “Are you ready for my knot?”
I nodded, still trying to catch my breath.
“Ok.”
He pulled out and started kissing down my chest. I shivered as he licked my spend from my stomach, then he shifted and patted my thigh.
I turned over, giving him easy access to my ass.
His lusty growl made my cock harden again, and I spread my legs—welcoming him in again.
Craig took me in a single thrust, draping himself over my back and kissing my shoulders as he bottomed out. “I’m not going to last long, Randy. How do you want me?”
I chuckled. I was oversensitized and wouldn’t last long myself. “Hard. Please.”
“Ok.”
He pulled most of the way out, then slammed back in.
I cried out as pleasure coursed through me again. Each thrust, every time the sound of slapping skin filled the room, it seemed to ramp up even more.
“Randy, beautiful Randy,” Craig chanted as he fucked me hard.
His cock kept grazing my sweet spot, and it was enough.
“Alpha!” I shouted as I came for a third time.
He kept up his thrusts for several more seconds, then drove deep.
Craig’s knot popped, pulsing against my sweet spot as he came. The feeling of it was enough to strengthen my orgasm again.
Then it was over. We were locked together, sharing pleasure.
He kissed that place where my shoulder met my neck. “You’re incredible.”
All I could manage was a hum in return.
We stayed that way for a couple of minutes, then he shifted us to our sides. He wrapped his arms around me.
The need hadn’t disappeared, but I was able to come up for air.
“Rest,” Craig murmured, kissing the shell of my ear. “I’ve got you.”
I smiled as my eyelids fluttered shut. “Ok…”
He felt so good, and I wanted to be wrapped in his arms forever.
But I knew better.