Page 62 of The Alpha Experiment
But he hadn’t made a single sound. And he was staring at me, his eyes so wide they were black behind the golden glow.
I lifted my head just enough that his cock slipped out of my mouth, resting against my lower lip. “Col?”
He let out a pained-sounding little whine, and his head fell back, his chest heaving.
Had I hurt him? I hadn’t used any teeth by accident, had I?
I stuck out my tongue and ran it softly over and around the head of his cock, licking like an ice-cream cone, soothing away any harm I’d done. The skin did feel different from other skin, now that I really focused on it. Silky-smooth, and hotter.
My own cock started to fill again, thickening and starting to beg for my attention.
I ignored it in favor of moving down Colin’s shaft, running my tongue over the whole length and savoring the differences in texture. Colin shifted under me, his hips bucking up an inch before he pressed himself back down into the bed, his thigh muscles straining.
Satisfaction welled up in me, making my breath come faster and my whole body tingle with the power of it.
This was what I’d wanted, to have him desperate for what I might do next. To take control.
I slurped my way back up to his cockhead and sucked it in with more confidence, tightening my lips around the ridge of the glans.
My cock had stiffened enough to be ready for action. I could fuck him now. Put my hand between his legs and slip a lubed finger inside him.
I grabbed the bottle again and slicked up my hand.
So slippery and wet, and those fingers would feel…without meaning to, I put my hand behind myself and rubbed my fingers over my own hole, circling lightly around, stroking with my fingertips with the lightest possible pressure while I kept suckling on his cockhead. That felt so fucking good. I could keep that up, pleasure us both for a minute.
I pushed one fingertip inside, wiggling it to feel all around my inner flesh. It felt as soft and silky as Colin’s cock under my tongue. I had to stretch my arm at an uncomfortable angle, but I slid my whole finger into my ass, all the way up to the last knuckle. Clenching my ass around that finger made my body tense, a heaviness and pressure building in my stomach.
I needed more. It’d feel so good.Fuckingfelt so goddamn good. My cock throbbed, and I popped up off of Colin’s, leaving the head of it wet and shiny. My lubed hand…I’d meant to put it somewhere. Between his legs? I wrapped it around his cock instead, slicking the entire length, and then moved up to straddle his waist again.
Colin looked up at me, wild-eyed, his canines extended. “Going to fuck me now?” he growled. “All tight and hot and wet and deep?”
“Yeah,” I gasped, pushing down and back, his cock pressing against my hole. “Oh gods, Colin, I want to fuck you. Please let me fuck you.”
I sank down, the head feeling too thick, since I hadn’t prepped much at all, but so good. Too good. A moan burst out of me, and I shoved myself down until my ass hit his thighs. I glanced down. It seemed like I ought to be able to see the outline of him through my skin. I knew it didn’t work that way. But he felt enormous in me, spearing me and holding me upright on top of him.
“Maybe I shouldn’t move. Maybe I should just—hold still and let you fuck yourself, Col.”
He bared his teeth at me. “I can do that.”
His first hard thrust up nearly threw me off of him, and I fell forward, the different angle driving his cock into my prostate like a sledgehammer. I cried out, bracing my hands on his pecs, and then again, as he slammed his hips up a second time. My teeth clacked together as he fucked up into me, bouncing me on his cock.
I shoved myself back down, hanging on, trying to meet his thrusts and take control.
It didn’t work, but it did make him go even deeper, throbbing inside me. I clenched down around him, milking his cock.
He wasn’t talking to me, though. Wasn’t saying any of those things he’d said before…two could play at that game. I’d talk to him the way he talked to me. Oh, gods, he felt so big inside me, so hard, and I moaned and lost the plot for a second, my body stretching around him and reforming into the perfect shape to take him.
Oh gods. I’d talk. Any second now. Drive him wild. Make him feel the way he made me feel…the words finally came bubbling up, irresistible. “Colin, please, please, don’t stop, fill me up…” No, no, not those words! Different words, something an alpha would say while fucking his…but I wasn’t fucking him, was I? He’d said I should fuck him, and now I was… “When you knot me it feels like you’re breaking me, but I want it, I want you to split me in half—”
Colin let out a howl I hadn’t known his human throat could produce and shoved his cock into me, his knot swelling, his come filling me. Claws sprouted from his fingertips and gouged into the bed, shredding the sheets and tearing into the mattress.
“More,” I gasped, slamming myself down, swiveling my hips, trying to get what I needed, because I wasn’t quite there, my cock straining. “More, more, more…” I rode his knot like a madman until the friction on my prostate took me over the edge, the pressure releasing all at once.
I came all over Colin’s belly and chest and fell down on top of him, my face buried against the side of his head, our bodies hot and sticky and feeling like one entity.
I nuzzled against his ear, his neck, breathing him in, finally full enough to relax. Sated, with his chest rising and falling rapidly under me, and the sounds of his panting breaths in my ear.
His arm shifted a little against my head.
