Page 284 of Labor of Love

There was no doubt in my mind that Milo was my fated mate. That day on the dock hadn’t been a chance meeting but an intersection of our lives orchestrated by fate. Milo had been the center of my universe since that moment, and now, as I followed him up to his apartment above the gallery, I knew everything that happened from this point forward would forever change me because Milo would be mine forever.

The heady thick scent of Milo’s arousal painted the air, and it was almost as if I could feel the next wave of his heat approaching. The wave that had sent him running from the restaurant had been a small one, but I could sense this was going to be bigger, that a mutual hand job wouldn’t be enough to keep Milo’s craving at bay.

He whined as he kicked open his bedroom door and immediately started stripping out of his clothes like he couldn’tbear to feel them on his skin anymore. In seconds, he was naked, his beautiful body on full display as he climbed up onto the bed, landing on all fours, his chest pressed to the bed and his ass in the air. His hole glistened with slick, and my mouth watered. I needed to taste him.

Milo whined. “Noah, you promised. I need your cock. I need it.” He rocked back and forth, his hole opening as he reached behind himself and spread his cheeks wide, his own fingers grazing over his wet hole.

“I’m going to keep my promise, love. Just give me a second to catch up.” I stripped my clothes off, leaving them in a pile at the foot of the bed. I pried Milo’s hands from the perfect globes of his ass and replaced them with my own, keeping him spread wide for me. “God, baby, you’re so wet.” I swirled my fingers through his slick, letting my fingers catch on his rim and making him moan. “You smell so damn good.”

Milo cried out as my tongue laved over his hole, licking up his slick. He tasted so sweet, his flavor exploding on my tongue. I was addicted to his taste just like I was addicted to his scent, and I couldn’t get enough. Incoherent sounds fell from my sweet Milo’s lips as I ate him out. He rocked back against my face, begging me to impale him with my tongue, and I happily obliged.

“Fuck, Noah, More. More.”

I pulled my mouth away from him and plunged two fingers deep inside him, finding his prostate and massaging over it. Milo came with a shout, his cum painting the mattress beneath him, but he didn’t stop fucking himself on my hand.

“Please. Give me your cock, Noah. I need it.” He was trembling, and I held him in place with a hand on his hip, my fingers biting into his soft skin.

“I’ll give you what you need, sweet thing. I promise. But I want you to come for me again.” I slid my fingers out, thenplunged three fingers back into him, his keening cry echoing in the room around us as his body stretched around me. Slick gushed from his hole and dripped down my arm, and it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.

I fucked my fingers into him until he was crying and begging, his hole squeezing me tight as his cock erupted again, soaking into the duvet.

“There you go, sweet thing. You’re doing so well. You’re so good for me. You’re so hot inside. God, I can’t wait to feel you on my cock.”

I slid my fingers from Milo’s shaking body, and he cried out at the loss.

“Noah!”

“I know, baby. But I want to see your face when I fill you with my pups.”

Milo’s answering groan made my dick leak, sticky precum sliding down the shaft. I grabbed Milo’s hips and flipped him over then pulled him to the very edge of the bed so his ass was hanging off the side. His face was red and splotchy, wet tracks made by his desperate tears falling over his cheeks. His lips were red and puffy like he’d been biting them, and I wanted to see his pretty mouth stretched wide around my cock.

But not right now. Right now, I needed to feel the hot clasp of Milo’s body around mine more than I needed my next breath.

“Are you ready for me, Milo? Ready to take my knot?”

“Please, Noah. Please. I need it.”

Gripping his hips in both hands, I lifted him off the bed, positioned his body just the way I wanted it, and drove in deep impaling my beautiful Milo on my cock until his perfect ass sat snug against my pelvis. He cried out in ecstasy, his eyes rolling back in his head as his cock leaked between us.

“You’re such a good boy for me. Your body was made for me. So perfect.”

Tears raced down Milo’s cheeks, and I wasn’t sure if it was because he needed me to fuck him hard or if it was because my words had hit home.

Using his hips for leverage, I pulled out and slammed back into him, setting a punishing pace that made Milo whimper and groan under me as his body tightened around me until it was almost impossible to pull out.

“Give me your knot, Noah. Knock me up. Fill me with your babies.”

“Open your eyes, sweet thing.”

Milo’s head thrashed on the mattress, but his eyes opened. His gorgeous pale gray irises were watery and full of such desperate longing, I couldn’t hold back. I wrapped my hand around his cock, and almost the second my palm made contact with his shaft, he came again, painting my fingers with his cum as slick pulsed from his hole.

My knot wasn’t like a canine shifter knot that swelled at the base. Instead, the two halves of my cock expanded from where they joined to the tip, pressing tight against Milo’s inner walls.

“Oh, fuck, Oh, god.” Milo was lost in a haze of bliss as more cum spilled from his cock and I thrust in as deep as I could and came inside him, my cum joining with his slick.

I lowered his hips to the bed, still cradling his body where it hung over the edge. I maneuvered his legs so they were wrapped around my waist, and the movement forced my cock deeper inside him, making him moan with sated pleasure. His eyes were closed, and I let him relax as the heat wave passed and his body went soft around me.

While Milo dozed, I let my mind and my hands wander, my fingers tracing over the soft skin of his flat belly, imagining what he would look like round and pregnant with our babies. The image was an epic turn-on, and I couldn’t wait to fuck him with his huge belly between us. My words earlier had been dirty talkmeant to drive my sweet little omega insane with need, but they were the truth. I wanted to knock him up, to fill him with my pups, so badly it made my balls ache and my heart clench in my chest.

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