Page 26 of Alpha's Sunflower Smiles

“Where are we going?”

“Out the back.”

I dragged him out there, barely making it through the door before I turned and was on him, bundling him up against the door and pinning him with my large body. My hands were all over him, feeling his chest and his stomach. My hips rockedagainst his and my mouth went straight to his neck, where I nibbled and licked at the soft skin there.

“Oh,” he said. It was breathy and the sound shot straight to my groin.

I unbuckled his belt and dragged his trousers and pants down with one swipe. His dick was long and slender and hard. Fumbling at my own belt, I managed to get my dick out and it sprung free with relief.

Lining them up against each other, I felt a deep satisfaction. My dick was almost twice the girth of his but we were the same length and it meant that, when I pressed them together and wrapped my hand around them both, we fit perfectly together.

I dragged my hand up and down, and it felt amazing to be able to feel Wilfred’s hot flesh against mine the entire length of my dick.

“What if-if someone comes in?”

“Then you’ll finally be the one caught out here.”

He made an excited little sound that was almost a whimper. Instinctively, I pressed against him harder and my grip tightened, dragging more of those sounds out of him.

Then a thought occurred to me.

“Have you been brought out here by anyone else?”

I wasn’t exactly Mr. Virgin myself, so I didn’t have the right to get angry at the thought of Wilfred being taken out here by someone else, imagining Wilfred panting in someone else’s arms. That didn’t stop me getting a surge of possessive adrenaline at the thought.

“No,” he said. “It hasn’t occurred to me and nobody else has ever wanted to.”

I was growling as I said, “Iwant to. I want you. I want to be your alpha.”

Wilfred nodded eagerly. “Yes, yes please.”

I squeezed his dick. His breath came in harder and he leaned further into me, presenting his lips to me to kiss.

I growled. “You’remyman.”

He sounded a bit amazed, a bit breathless, when he panted, “Nobody’s ever been possessive of me before.”

“Everyone else is an idiot. You’re mine now, Wilfred. They can’t have you.”

In my hand, his dick twitched and I felt a flash of satisfaction, knowing that my possessive instincts were doing it for Wilfred as much as me. I wasn’t one of those alphaholes who wanted to control their partner but I was monogamous, and I wanted that kind of relationship.

It looked like Wilfred wanted that, too. Relief and need gripped hold of me and I smashed our mouths together, wanting to thrust my tongue into Wilfred’s mouth as far as it would go, to possess him completely.

With one hand, I pushed his shirt up out of the way and leaned in closer so I could feel his skin against mine.

I’d been working our dicks quickly, with little finesse and a lot of desperation, and my orgasm was building already. The sounds Wilfred made were making it harder for me to control myself. I tightened my grip around the two of us and Wilfred let out a gasp.

“Pete, Pete, I’m—”

“Let go,” I said. “Come for me.”

I barely managed another ten strokes. Wilfred cried out into my mouth and his body shook as his cock pulsed in my hand. I felt the pulses against my own dick, and the heat of his release spilling over us. My fingers smeared it along our lengths as I continued to stroke, taking him through his orgasm and pulling mine closer and closer until, finally, my balls drew up and pure pleasure washed through me.

I came hard, spilling all over us in spurts, grunting. My hand stilled around our base and I held us together and kissed my man slowly until I became too sensitive and I had to let go.

When I pulled back and took stock of us, Wilfred’s pupils were blown wide and he looked dazed. He looked exactly like I’d just come into his shop to ravish him, and I had to admit the mad professor was right. Wilfred looked good like that and I got a deep sense of satisfaction and, yes, pride that I’d been the one to put that look on his face.

“Are you done in the shop for today?”

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