Chapter 7 #2
Tears freely flow down my cheeks, drool drips down the sides of my mouth. I’ve got four fingers in Kei’s ass, pumping in and out.
This is perfect. This is exactly what I needed. This is everything.
“Baby,” Kei says softly. “Fuck, you feel so good. Do you have any fucking idea what you do to me?”
Does he have any idea what he does to me?
Kei pulls his cock free and I whine, immediately missing the feeling of him abusing my throat.
I cough and sputter, doing my best to clear my head.
He ducks down, licking over my chin so he can taste my spit.
He’s covering me with his scent at the same time and my inner alpha growls with approval. A match for us, finally.
Shoving Kei away, I somehow manage to get him on his back. I grab the condom but Kei stops me.
“You don’t need that.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah. I’m good. You’re good?” I nod my head before covering my cock with lube and pushing the tip of it into Kei’s hole.
We both hiss out, our chests rumbling with matching growls. I can see it’s taking everything in Kei not to fight against my hold. We’ve fought all night. Hell, we’ve fought every day since we’ve known each other. The time for fighting is over. Now it’s time to enjoy the spoils.
“Kei,” I breathe out as I push into him all the way to the hilt. One hand is wrapped around his thigh, the other tugging on his nipple until his back is bowing off the bed.
“Move. Damn you, sweetheart, fucking move.”
I pull back before shoving back in, hard enough to have him shoved back against the wall at the head of my bed. He makes a broken noise, his toes curling. Gods, it’s so hot, knowing I’m making him feel good, knowing he’s making these noises for me.
“Mine,” I say with a growl that’s more animal than man.
I bury my face against his pec, biting down hard around his nipple but never touching the bud.
I pull back, looking at the perfect indent from my teeth, little drops of blood welling up.
I lick them away, my cock throbbing inside him, my knot already starting to fill.
“Harder,” I say when I feel nails digging into my back. Kei does as I command, scratching me even harder. He clenches around my cock and I just barely keep myself from screaming in pleasure.
“Fuck. Fuck. I’m close already. Fucking hell, baby. Touch my cock.”
Kei’s hand goes towards his cock but I grab it, pinning it to the bed beside his head. “No,” I growl out, baring my teeth for him. “Come from my cock or don’t come at all.”
“You motherfucker,” he says, gnashing his teeth right back.
I bury my face against his throat, breathing him in. Gods, he smells so fucking good while turned on. I can smell his lust, his desperation, his frustration. It assaults my senses, driving me even higher.
I fuck him with hard, long strokes, pegging his prostate over and over. I can feel him tightening around me, I can feel him shaking. He’s so close I can taste it in the air.
“I’m gonna knot you,” I tell him, biting his earlobe. “I’m gonna knot you, alpha.”
“It’s too much,” he says with a whimper.
“It’s not. You can take it,” I say, working at leaving a ring of hickeys against his throat. “Take my knot, alpha.”
My orgasm comes rushing towards me. I want Kei to come with me. I need him to come with me.
I shove my hips forward, grinding against Kei’s ass.
I’m overwhelmed by how good it all feels and I bite down on Kei’s clavicle.
It’s all so fucking perfect. My knot inflates fully, locking the two of us together.
Kei cries out and I can smell his release in the air.
I grab his cock, gripping the base in a vise-like grip around his knot.
I cry out as teeth dig into my shoulder. Kei bites me as he comes. When I pull back and look down at him, there are tears in his pretty brown eyes. Gods, he was so perfect. I don’t even have words to describe how perfect he was.
I’m so glad I got to experience this at least once.
I lean down and lick the blood away from the various bites I can reach. Kei stays slumped against the bed, just watching me work. Then he grabs my face, bringing our lips together. Our tongues tangle, harshly at first but then gradually, the touches turn more sensual, more languid.
“Fuck,” Kei breathes against my lips, running his fingers through my hair. “That was--” his voice breaks off.
I snort. “Yeah, it was alright I guess.”
“You suck.”
“I do and you loved it.”
“Fuck.”
My knot goes down enough that I can pull out. I grab a towel from the floor, using it to clean us up as best as I can before slumping onto my bed. Kei wraps an arm around me from behind, his breathing already slowing down.
There’s a lump inside my throat, threatening to choke me now that we’re just lying here together.
“Hey, Kei?” I ask softly, my voice breaking but I don’t know if that’s from the abuse my throat took from Kei’s big cock or because I’m working myself up with my thoughts.
“Yeah?”
“You can sleep here for a bit but when I wake up in the morning, I wanna wake up alone.”
There’s a long pause, my stomach souring. Finally, Kei responds. “Understood.”
Fuck. I really, really hate myself right now but that’s okay. I can hate myself now in order to keep myself safe from the pain that’ll come later.
The sooner I push Kei away for good, the better.