Chapter 119 #2
Hearing his muffled moans are enough to make me lose it.
I come inside his mouth, and he drinks it down, swallowing thickly, until I release his hair from my grasp. He moves back, letting my cock drop from his lips as it starts to deflate. He’s breathing heavily and his eyes are glittering like dark diamonds when he stands up and fixes his gaze on mine.
“Now what?” I ask, knowing he has something in mind.
He smiles, his lips wet and his eyes sparkling.
“Harper, get over here,” he calls out to our Omega, turning his head slightly as he pulls off the boiler suit.
Harper lets his chair fall over in his rush to do what his Alpha is asking.
He’s holding his pants up and he’s already made a mess of one hand.
I’m surprised Jay hasn’t licked the cum off his fingers, but maybe he knew our lead Alpha was in the mood to give out orders.
Either way, Falcon looks pleased.
“Kneel in front of the couch, Shayne. It’s been too long since you had my knot.”
I do what he asks, moving past Harper and inhaling his spicy-sweet perfume as I pass.
I look over my shoulder to see Jay stripping out of his clothes by the side of the door.
Falcon turns to him. “Bring the food inside and lock the door.”
Jay doesn’t bat an eyelid. He’s naked as he opens the door, brings the cart inside and closes it again. The sound of the lock turning is oddly arousing. I guess because now we’re trapped in the room with our Alpha, and he’s the most aroused that I’ve ever seen him.
Falcon strips off his own clothes before he turns to kiss Harper, making our Omega swoon slightly against him. Harper’s pants drop to the ground alongside his underwear.
Falcon passes him off to Jay a second later, letting them start to make out before he lifts Harper’s hand and starts to suck the cum off his thickly coated fingers.
It makes my mouth water to watch him.
Harper’s cum is like his slick. It tastes as good as his perfume smells.
Letting it go to waste is a sin. Someone always licks Harper’s fingers clean.
I watch as Falcon finishes that honor, waiting for him to come and pin me down with his swollen cock.
It’s been too long since he was inside me.
He’s been so distant lately, withdrawing more, and more as time marched on.
Before we got here it had been weeks since he touched me, months since we had any kind of intimate contact.
It’s been close to a year since he gave me his knot.
I don’t know how that happened, but I won’t let it happen again.
Jay stops kissing Harper when Falcon touches his arm.
He looks to our lead Alpha to tell him what to do.
“Bring Harper to the couch.”
Falcon comes back to me while Jay gathers Harper up in his arms.
I turn as Falcon drops to his knees beside me.
Pressing my lips to his, I wait for him to respond or protest.
He kisses me back, and I can feel his long shaft throbbing against my stomach.
I stroke my fingers over the length and rub my hand up and down to remind myself how many inches I’m about to be impaled upon. He has ten inches, but it feels more like twelve.
That’s before his knot swells. Before he locks inside me until he’s spent.
I break the kiss, ready to beg for his knot.
“It’s been too fucking long, Johnny.”
“I know,” he murmurs. “Turn around, and I’ll get us ready.”
I do what he’s asking, my body trembling with anticipation.
Glancing over my shoulder, I see Jay sitting near the edge of the couch, Harper’s head bobbing up and down in his lap. He’s moaning softly, his head resting back as he lets Harper suck his cock. Falcon’s hand rubs through the slick that’s gathering around Harper’s entrance.
The clear, sweet liquid makes his shaft shiny when he rubs it over himself.
I bite down on my lip and turn away when I see Falcon gather another handful.
When he rubs Harper’s arousal fluid over my asshole, I can’t stop myself from moaning.
His hand is rough, and his fingers are thick. It’s never the same with anyone else.
I’d know his heavy-handed touch anywhere, and I’ll never not want it.
He fucks me with his fingers, opening me up enough to take his cock in seconds.
The gasp he pushes out of me when his cock sinks deep lingers so long that I almost start to choke on nothing. It feels so fucking good that I can barely handle it, and his dick hasn’t even started to expand.
“Tell me you want my knot,” he demands, his hands on my hips.
I take in a breath and expel a groan. “I want your knot. Please, give it to me.”
If I thought the air went out of the room when he entered me, it completely evaporates from the room when he starts to swell. Every nerve in my body catches on fire.
My dick is bent over against my stomach, pulsing and wet at the tip while he locks inside me.
It takes minutes to catch my breath, and my heart starts to hammer in my ears when he thrusts.
Oh my fucking God, I’ve missed this!
He pounds into me relentlessly as I lay with my head against the couch, so stimulated that I’m a hair-trigger away from the edge all over again, despite already coming for him when he sucked my cock.
He makes me feel like an Omega.
I can’t control myself around him.
All it takes is one little word, one move, one touch.
I’d drop everything to do whatever he wanted, and he damn well knows it.
“I’m so fucking glad you’re back,” I murmur, as he swells up a tiny little bit more, and the friction rubs just the right spot inside me.
I gasp in a breath as the feeling overwhelms me.
Cum spatters my stomach and drips down my cock.
I didn’t even need to touch myself. I just fucking came.
This is what he does to me. I never want this to end.