Chapter 6
PLEASE DON’T TAKE THE PILLS
Elias
Link stared up at me from his knees, his hands folded behind his back. I could tell he hated it. That it was uncomfortable for him. His shoulders were tense, and despite the surface-level submissive pose, his brown eyes told a different story.
He was kneeling for me, but he didn’t like it.
A little thrill shot through me. I wouldn’t make it easy on him. As it stood, he had all the power, despite being the one on his knees. He wasn’t the one lactating, and technically, I needed him far more than he needed me. I’d just have to make sure that changed.
I reached down, gripped the hem of my shirt, and pulled it off, breaking eye contact only as long as it took to get it over my head. Like my body was attuned to him, to the heat blazing in his eyes and the intensity of his scent, a drop of milk spilled from my aching right nipple.
As far as teasing went, it was pretty damn good. Link’s throat bobbed, his eyes following it as it ran down my swollen pec to my stomach.
“You want that, huh?” I asked, smirking as his eyes snapped back to mine.
“You know I do.” His words came out through gritted teeth.
I stepped closer. Close enough that I could hear his rapid inhale. “Smell good?” The only response was a moan. “Lick it off.”
He leaned forward, his tongue landing on my lower stomach. A deep groan rumbled in his chest as he licked a path up my stomach, collecting the leaking fluid.
My chest was heaving, my muscles contracting under his warm, wet tongue. He tried to close his lips over my nipple, but I grabbed his hair in my fist and jerked his head back, forcing him to look at me. “No. Not yet. You haven’t begged at all, and we can’t have that.”
His eyes flashed with… something. Anger, maybe? Want? Frustration? Didn’t matter. He wasn’t getting shit from me until he begged for it, just like he said.
He clenched his jaw, fighting against himself. His alpha probably hated this. Not my fucking problem, though. I wasn’t going to give in easily, either. One of us had to break, and it wouldn’t be me.
I waited, watching as he worked his jaw back and forth, as his throat bobbed, and his nostrils flared.
“Fine.” Letting go of his hair, I took a step back, and then another. “I’ll just take the pills. It’s whatever to me.”
His hand shot out lightning fast, gripping my hip with bruising force. “Don’t. Please.”
Leaning down, I hovered over him. “Then beg for it.”
“Fuck. Please, Elias. Don’t take the pills.”
I smirked. “What a good boy you’re turning out to be.”
He growled, his alpha clearly not liking that, but got control of himself quickly. “You smell so good. I need it. Please. Fucking please just let me. It’s making me crazy.”
My cock throbbed at his words, and more milk dripped from my nipples. He swayed toward me, his eyes zeroing in on it.
“Fuck,” he gritted out. “I’m running out of patience here, Elias.”
Him and me both. God, I was so fucking full.
Tangling my fingers back in his hair, I forced him to look at me again as I stepped closer. His mouth hovered over my nipple, his tongue coming out over and over to wet his bottom lip. Having Link on his knees for me, desperate like this, was hotter than anything I’d ever experienced.
“You can empty me.” His eyes darkened, and he pulled against my grip on his hair. I tightened it, forcing him to stop. “But, Link? This is for me. Not for you.”
The second his mouth closed around my nipple, my knees almost buckled. Fuck, it felt so fucking good. And this, this right here, was the real reason I hadn’t taken those fucking pills. Some fucked-up, depraved part of me already knew we’d end up like this. Knew that this was what I wanted.
He sucked hard, swallowing with each pull of milk as white-hot pleasure zipped up my spine. My dick leaked in my briefs, making as much of a mess as my nipples.
“You like this, don’t you?” I asked, trying to maintain some semblance of control. I was supposed to be the one in control, goddammit.
He nodded furiously but didn’t stop sucking, didn’t stop working his tongue along the underside of my nipple, didn’t stop gulping down mouthfuls of milk like it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
“Fuck,” I gasped. “Fuck. Other side.”
Link popped off in a rush, and I looked down at him. Fucking mistake. His eyes were glazed with lust, his lips pink and swollen, and his bottom lip dripping with milk. He looked debauched.
“Wait.”
He stopped, then looked up at me. “What?”
“You’re gonna empty my chest. Then you’re gonna empty my cock.”
His pupils blew wide, almost completely eclipsing his irises. “Okay.”
Fuck. I hadn’t figured he’d agree so easily. “Go on, then.”
Link
Like a moth to a flame, I sucked his other nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the wet nub. Those first few drops were always the best. Always the most intoxicating. It was never enough, either—I could go on forever if forever was a possibility.
I let my eyes close as I sucked, taking deep breaths through my nose as I moaned and growled against his skin. It was so good. So fucking good.
I wanted his hand back in my hair. I wanted him to tug so I could fight against it. I wanted to fight for what I wanted, then take it with my teeth bared and my alpha roaring from within. He said this was for him, not me, but how could it possibly not be? I fucking loved it.
Slowly, I moved my hands from behind my back before wrapping my fingers around his legs.
I was testing to see if he’d buck away or if he’d let me touch him.
Feel him. I slid them up his legs, listening to the small whimpers and moans coming from above.
I was a starving man, desperate for anything and everything he had to offer.
There was nothing I didn’t crave from Elias.
I’d mark his skin with my teeth if he’d let me.
Just as I’d gotten to his hips, the final drop of milk fell onto my tongue, a bittersweet ending rolling to the back of my throat. Elias gripped my hair again, pulling me away from his chest. I followed his movement easily, looking up at him, mouth open and waiting.
He was panting, his bottom lip stuck between his teeth. “Take my dick out, Link.”
Fuck, he didn’t have to tell me twice. I refused to break eye contact as I moved my hands to the center of his pants, fumbling with the button and zipper. I gripped the band of his jeans and underwear, pulling them down in one fell swoop.
His cock was fucking beautiful.
Long and heavy. Thick and veiny. The head was perfect, with a mouthwatering amount of pre-cum glistening there, waiting for my tongue to lap up.
There was nothing I didn’t crave from Elias.
But there were some things I craved more than others.
There was no fucking way I was going to be able to take all of him in my mouth. I liked a challenge, though, so I’d get as much as I could. I wrapped one hand around his shaft, giving him an experimental stroke. He shivered, his eyes falling shut.
I leaned forward, tilting my head to lick a full stripe from where my hand rested all the way to the tip, swirling my tongue around it to gather everything he’d leaked for me.
It tasted different—slightly salty and all fucking alpha.
All Elias. I kissed him there, letting my lips linger for a moment, soaking up whatever his body graciously gave me.
More.
I opened my mouth, sticking my tongue out a bit as I gently wrapped my lips around his cock, sucking him in by a fraction. He was so big. So fucking big, it felt like my cheeks were being stretched impossibly wide.
“Holy fuck, Link. You feel so good. Fuck yes.”
His moans kept me going. I hollowed my cheeks as best I could, tracing each vein I came across with the tip of my tongue. My mouth was so full, and I’d barely made it halfway down his length. Using my hand, I stroked what I couldn’t fit in time with the bobs of my head.
After a few moments, I got brave enough to inhale through my nose and relax my throat, truly taking him as deep as I could. I fought off a gag as Elias’s grip in my hair tightened and his hips bucked forward, thrusting further than I’d meant for him to.
I liked it.
“Fuck, I’m close, Link. I’m so close.”
I was going to suck him dry. That was my main mission here. I tried to ignore just how painfully hard my own cock was as I used my other hand to slide up and grip one of his ass cheeks, encouraging him to thrust back and forth into my mouth.
This was for him, right? He should get to set the pace and the pace he set was fast, too. I let my jaw drop more as I doubled my efforts. I glanced up, looking at him through my lashes.
The hand in my hair tugged my head back a little, just as his other came to cup the side of my face. “Yes, such a good fucking boy. So fucking good for me. Keep going. I’m about to come.”
Him calling me a good boy shouldn’t have done what it did to my throbbing erection. It sent an electric current through my entire body, shocking straight up my spine. I was ready. I was ready for him to empty down my throat. I needed it.
I kept watching him, letting him hit the back of my throat a couple more times just as the muscles in his ass cheek tightened and the first full spurt of cum shot into my mouth. My gag reflex tried to defy me, but I didn’t let it.
I swallowed, and I kept swallowing as ribbon after ribbon of hot cum flowed down my throat. Elias was a mess—moaning and groaning, even growling a bit. I responded to those growls with ones of my own, the sound vibrating deep within my chest.
He pulled on my hair, forcing me to release his slowly softening cock. “Goddamn, your mouth is so good.”
Wiping the side of my mouth, I stayed where I was, kneeling beneath him. “It’s yours for the taking whenever you want it.”
“Mine, huh?”
I smirked at him, rising from the floor. Once I was fully standing, I held the side of his face, leaning down so he couldn’t focus on anything but me. “I am just as much yours as you are mine. I may be selfish, Elias, but I am far too feral for you to let my pride win.”
The green and brown of his eyes flicked between mine. He didn’t say anything for a second. Instead, he cleared his throat and backed away from me. I let him. This time. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
I watched as he pulled his pants up and walked away, entranced by the sway of his hips. His scent followed him, leaving something far too empty inside of me. I didn’t like it. I was full of him in the physical sense, but I was devoid of him in every other aspect.
No worries. I liked a challenge.