O0o 20 Giver Of Orgasms Nsfw

Enclosed in Halian's arms, feeling Halian's breath on the back of his neck, Jules pressed back to meet him. It was instinct. And, he felt his omega gland throb, waking up, wanting to work.

This time, he'd let it.

Jules lifted his leg and let Halian's large c.o.c.k slide into place in between. He was long and thick, and poked Jules's b.a.l.l.s. Jules carefully s.h.i.+fted them higher, using his palm to keep them in place. He felt himself getting hard, too. Just the ??????? of Hal f.u.c.king his legs and crotch, had him leaking slick.

"Jules," Halian groaned, pus.h.i.+ng. "Jules, the ????? of you..." His c.o.c.k slid in the hot slick. He unwound an arm, pushed it between them, and traced Jules's slippery hole with a finger. "I'm not made of stone, Jules," he said, panting.

"Who asked you to be?" Jules murmured, shoving back. "f.u.c.k me, Hal. Just like this. Please."

Halian made a strangled sound, and met him. He clamped a hand on Jules's hip, that other arm holding him tightly to him. He was so strong that Jules couldn't move a bit on his own.

Slowly, Halian began to thrust. "Oh, Jules," he whispered against Jules's neck. "So good." He dropped his hand from Jules's hip, and gently took his c.o.c.k in hand. "Beautiful. Feel this with me?"

Jules let out a moan. The hot, silken slide between his legs made his gland swell ma.s.sively. The slick poured from him, just like the steady leak from his c.o.c.k as Halian pumped him. Those long, strong fingers held him exactly right, twisting on the upstroke. Amazing.

Jules hadn't ever felt anything like this. Being ????? to come. Persuaded. It tore him up inside with grat.i.tude, making the l.u.s.t sharper. His a.s.shole flexed, begging, and he wanted so much to have it filled. Let it grab onto Hal's big c.o.c.k and milk him dry, get the knot he needed, get locked into place and ????.

Hal sc.r.a.ped him with his teeth, so close to the mating bite that Jules's entire body went supine. Limp, he let Halian move him at will, loving the alpha's strength.

"You're enough to destroy a man," Halian growled, levering them upright. He kept Jules on his knees, legs folded under, and f.u.c.ked into the junction of his body, never ceasing the pumping of his fist on Jules's d.i.c.k. He had an arm around Jules's chest, holding him in place on his lap. "You make my brain fly right out the window, Jules."

"Hal, oh Hal, don't stop," Jules pleaded. This was perfect, feeling all that strength behind him, enclosing him. Feeling Hal's c.o.c.k, now dripping with slick, and hearing the wet strikes of their bodies meeting. Getting his swollen flesh hot and hard, his pushed-up b.a.l.l.s growing heavier and heavier. "Oh, Hal, I want your knot!"

Halian's body shuddered violently. "I'd ???? to give it to you," he said, his voice harsh and shaking. "You're so loose and open, Jules. I could slide into you, bury my c.o.c.k in your perfect little a.s.s." He f.u.c.ked Jules harder, demanding, working Jules's d.i.c.k hard and fast. "Hold you down on me and make that knot," he growled. "You beautiful, beautiful man."

Jules cried out like he was dying as Halian bit down on his neck. His body coiled upward and locked as he shot. Over and over, he came with every upward wringing of Hal's hand. "Hal-li-an!"

"Oh!" Halian pounded hard and released, his come shooting out from between Jules's legs. "Ah! Jules!" He bit Jules again, and again, never drawing blood, but Jules wouldn't have cared anyway. That knot swelling between his legs was all that mattered.

Jules sagged forward and broke free. He turned, looking at his panting alpha. Every muscle in him bulged, every vein swollen with rus.h.i.+ng blood. He was gorgeous, his messy hair sticking straight up, and his blue eyes burning.

Jules slid a finger down Hal's still rock-hard shaft, looking him in the eyes. "May I, Hal?"

"Whatever you want, Jules," Halian vowed, his voice low and rough.

Jules curled his fingers around that knot, and squeezed.

"Ah!" Hal arched backward like a bow, and shot. Come ??????? Jules. Splattered on his chest shockingly violent.

Mouth dry, omega gland still working as hard as it could, Jules felt a deep, deep thrill. He put his first finger and thumb behind the knot and held on, mimicking how his a.s.s would hold onto Halian.

Hal groaned and went still, panting hard with his eyes shut. "That... That feels..."

"Yeah," Jules whispered. His alpha had never popped his knot in anyone. He'd admitted it. This was as intimate as he'd ever felt it, and Jules felt proud to give it to him. He gently ma.s.saged Hal's knot, and Hal came again, moaning, back and neck arched.

"Holy G.o.d, do they teach you that?" Hal asked, body trembling in after-spasms. "What's next, a c.o.c.k leash?"

Jules laughed. "Kinky." He had mercy, and released the pressure gently. Hal might come a dozen times or only twice, but he was shaking like he'd fall apart. "n.o.body taught me. I know from how my own a.s.s behaves how your c.o.c.k wants to behave."

Halian straightened his back. His gaze rested on Jules's chest. Jules smelled alpha satisfaction, even a touch of pride. Some regret, too.

"I've made a mess of you," Hal said, and that explained the regret.

"I think we've effectively ruined the bedding," Jules replied. "What time is it?"

"About four," Hal informed, not even looking at the timepiece on the wall.

They got up, and Jules stripped the bed. He wiped off with a pillow case. He put on some clothes, feeling Hal's eyes upon him. "I'll go wash these," he told his alpha.

"I hate that you have to go into the cold night to clean up this bedding," Halian grumbled. "I want you in here."

Jules smiled. "Demanding," he teased.

"You don't kick out the giver of o.r.g.a.s.ms into the night with your s.e.m.e.n covered sheets," Halian said. He put on a pair of trousers, and one of Jules's s.h.i.+rts. "I'm going with you. We both made this mess, and we can both clean it up."

Jules didn't argue.
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