Page 6 of Follow the Rhythm
I reluctantly let him into the apartment. It would have been much better if he were average looking and smelled half as good, but I didn’t feel like going through the hassle of having Heatsync send a replacement, especially without a working vibrator to tide me over.
“I’m Jess,” I said, ready to get the pleasantries over with.
“Charlie,” he said, still grinning. His ears stuck out a bit, which should have made him less attractive, but it just made him seem friendlier.
“Do you have the tooth caps on?” I asked.
“Of course,” Charlie said, opened his mouth, and leaned down slightly so I could run my finger across the soft transparent caps that covered his canines, above and below. I tugged on them, one by one, until I was satisfied they wouldn’t come off. There was no way I was going to let myself end upbonded to some random guy. I hadn’t begged for bites in a long time, but I also hadn’t smelled an Alpha this good in… ever.
“Good, you passed inspection,” I said and unceremoniously pulled him down for a kiss.
He hesitated for a moment, then scooped me up until my legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. I felt his duffel bag slide off his shoulder and thump to the ground.
I licked at his lips and whined in appreciation when he fully claimed my mouth. He tasted incredible, lusciously sweet and bracingly tart all at once. He groaned when I sucked on his tongue, and his cock stiffened against my ass.
“Bedroom,” I said, then dove back for another kiss. Charlie stumbled through the maze of half-built chairs and the skeleton of a dining table until we reached the cool darkness of my room.
He dropped me on the bed and stood over me, panting. He pulled off his shirt, and I couldn’t stop myself.
“Jesus Christ, dude, are you for real?” I said angrily. “No one looks like that. Except maybe Ken dolls.”
Charlie grinned down at me, flexing the plethora of muscles now on display. “I’m going to take that as a compliment, considering the way you’re perfuming for me right now.”
“It’s not,” I said shortly. “Are you going to fuck me or not?”
Charlie laughed. “You’re so mean. I kind of like it.” He helped me strip off the tiny silk pajamas and looked down appreciatively before gripping his cock through his jeans. “Jess, I hate to tell you this, but no one looks likethat. You’re gorgeous.”
I hated that the line worked so well, but my pussy fluttered at the flattery.
“Take off your pants.” I needed to take back control of the situation.
Charlie complied, and I slowly drew a finger through the slick gathering between my thighs as he stripped. His cock was nice, large but not intimidatingly huge, and as pretty as the rest ofhim. He gripped it loosely and stroked until a drop of pre-cum slid down the tip. I bit my lip and circled my clit, drawing my knees up to my chest with a soft whine.
“Can I help?” Charlie asked.
I considered saying no, but I nodded, and he took over, teasing my clit until I was gushing slick and panting. Just before I started begging, he swooped to bury his face between my legs, fucking me with his tongue and brushing his nose against my clit. He groaned in apparent appreciation, which spiked my pleasure even higher.
“Fuck,” I yelled, half in frustration thatof coursehe was also talented with his tongue while also looking like a catalogue model. “Oh god, I’m going to come,” I said as he swirled his tongue inside me and flicked a thumb across my aching clit.
I bucked against him as I came, sparks of pleasure coursing through me. Charlie held down my hips, placing soft kisses on my inner thighs, until the tremors subsided.
“Knot. I need your knot,” I panted when he surfaced. He looked as dazed as I felt thanks to the perfume I was pumping out. “Take me in there and fuck me.” I nodded towards the open door of the nest.
“So bossy,” Charlie growled with a predatory smile, then tossed me over his shoulder and carried me into the nest like a conqueror.
As soon as we lay down, I crawled on top of Charlie and slid my pussy along his length, coating him in slick, before sinking onto his cock. He hissed, his jaw clenched, as I settled into a rhythm, taking him a little deeper each time I sank down.
“Fuck, that’s good,” he said, gripping my hips as I slowly lifted and lowered myself.
He was right. It felt incredible. His scent was intensifying along with mine, and I felt myself slipping into the heat fog, the place where biology took over.
Before I could lose myself to it, I slammed down onto his knot, taking my own pleasure. I cried out as my pussy clenched rhythmically and his cock pulsed in response, filling me with his cum as his knot locked him in place.
“Bite, Alpha,” I moaned, exposing my neck to him as we shuddered together.
Charlie complied, lightly scraping his teeth against my neck, which was usually enough to calm the bonding instinct. But not this time. My pussy clenched on him again, and I felt him spurt even more cum inside me.
“Harder,” I whined, and Charlie groaned, his hands gripping me to keep control. “Bite me!”
