Page 68 of Trust No Alpha
Thorne made a small sound in the back of this throat that I took for consent.
I lifted myself to my knees and worked my way down his body. How I wished for more light so I could see him. All of him. Naked and erect.
I kissed over his ribs and around his belly button. His skin quivered for me. His cock pressed against my chest. I couldn’t wait. I nuzzled it. The hard shaft bobbed against me and I pressed my mouth to the side of it, moving up to the tip and parting my lips.
I breathed on it and felt his entire body tense.
“I’ve never done this before,” I said. “You don’t mind if I practice until I get this right, do you?”
One of his hands came up and landed on my shoulder. He half sat up, his stomach muscles tensing where I lay my cheek. “Kris!”
“All right then.” I was grinning as I used my tongue to lick him all over the head of his cock. I slid my tongue down the sides and over his drawn up balls until I could feel he was wet all over.
He was big. Magnificent just as I thought he would be. Alphas had big cocks. It wasn’t legend, it was a fact.
If Thorne had had reservations, he didn’t seem resistant at all now. I took heart from this and sucked the head of his cock into my mouth.
His body thrashed.
It was good. Salty and slightly sweet, and my mouth watered all around his thickness. I sucked hard, letting my tongue flutter underneath the head as he had done for me when I had been ready to burst, to knot.
I wasn’t sure how much of him I’d be able to fit into my mouth, but I was going to try for at least half and milk him at the base when his knot grew as he had done for me.
It had felt so good for me when he had sucked me. I wanted it even now outside the Burn, but more, right now, I wanted his cock just where it was, slick and hard in my mouth.
My own cock burned between my legs, fully hard now. I had swept the covers off my back and now my ass was up in the air, presented to the cold and the dark. But I didn’t feel cold. All my focus was on Thorne as I bowed between his spread thighs and pushed my mouth down on his cock as far as I could take it.
His pre-cum was pouring out of the tip and I gulped automatically. The slickness helped and his cock slid further in, giving a few pleasured throbs.
“Ah, Kris!” He yelled.
I held my breath and pushed harder until I felt the gag reflex, then pulled up. My hand wrapped around the base and I felt the knot, hard and pulsing, needing release. I milked him and sucked the tip, tonguing the slit where more pre-cum dripped out of him.
He was slippery down there where I’d dribbled my spit, unable to swallow. When I took my mouth off him, it dripped and I used it to slick the shaft up along the sides even more.
“I love this,” I said breathily.
I took him in my mouth again and swallowed. I had Alpha stamina for this Alpha cock. I could do this.
I could hear the sounds of Thorne’s desire fill the room. Groans. Hisses. Long breaths let out slowly through gritted teeth.
I milked his knot and sucked up and down as much of the shaft as I could take.
The knot firmed up even more. The tip of his cock swelled against the back of my mouth and I held my breath again as I felt the spurts of fluid begin to shoot from it.
Thorne yelled my name.
I sucked harder and rubbed the knot, grasping it hard.
Again, he half-sat up. With my free hand I pushed against my chest so he would lie back and let me finish him.
“Oh God, Kris!”
I grinned around his girth, pulling up a little. The knot in my grasp moved and more semen filled my mouth. I didn’t hate the taste, simply I couldn’t swallow it all.
The knot pulsed, pushing more and more out of him. I lifted off the tip and felt the sprays on my face, hot and liquid, and my own cock pulsed in eager response to his pleasure.
Catching my breath, I continued to milk him and lick all over the head as he spurted. I found a rhythm, finally, taking him into my mouth and sucking more of his juices, then pulling up and continuing to milk him as I caught my breath.
