(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 268: The first of many orgasms (m)

"And-" Maxwell tried to get a word in as Andrew slammed the door closed with one hand, the other holding onto the back of Maxwell’s head as he devoured the other man’s mouth. Maxwell twitched, trying to push him away as Andrew slid the lock into place.

Once Andrew made sure that the door was locked, he kicked his shoes off, stumbling as he used his now free hand to begin to tear Maxwell’s clothes off. Maxwell wasn’t fighting the kiss, and was instead using his hands to undo Andrew’s clothing.

Andrew smiled against his lips, before he yanked at Maxwell’s clothing, the sound of tearing filling the air. Maxwell’s eyes popped open at the sound, and he began to try and tear his mouth away.

"Andrew, you can’t just tear my clothes off!" Maxwell protested as Andrew continued to pepper his lips with kisses. Insistent. Urgent. Unrelenting. Andrew could feel Maxwell beginning to give into him as Andrew pulled off his top, not wasting any time by tearing his pants and underwear down his legs as Maxwell continued to speak.

"Why not? You have a ton." Andrew said, watching as Maxwell’s blue eyes flared, along with his nostrils.

"I like them! So I don’t want to tear them!" Andrew kicked his pants away, feeling the way that Maxwell was looking at him. He was naked, his cock hard, raging and pointing directly at what it wanted.

"Ah. I understand. I like you, and I don’t want to tear you." Maxwell flushed.

"This and that are not the same!" Maxwell complained as Andrew reached for Maxwell, pressing his lips against his cheeks as he, with more careful hands, began to tug at his clothes. Maxwell continued to complain bitterly about his already torn clothes but Andrew continued his kiss assault. Getting his tongue involved periodically until Maxwell was a slightly shivering, pretty man naked of everything except his underwear.

Andrew wanted to keep that on in case some fool was near the door. He didn’t care if someone saw him, but no one was going to see Maxwell naked. Especially when he was now sporting that pretty pretty collar.

Fuck. Andrew’s mouth was watering as he took in the pale expanse of his skin. Unable to resist, Andrew raised his hand and placed it against Maxwell’s chest. The contrast of their skin tones was erotic. He just wanted to stare at the contrast all night, but then his cock twitched, and Andrew remembered the task at hand.

Smirking, he bent slightly, wrapped his arms around the back of Maxwell’s knees before he lifted him up, throwing him over his shoulder.

"H-Hey!" Maxwell protested as Andrew made his way quickly to the bedroom. He patted Maxwell’s clothed ass with his hand, breathing deeply of the pheromones that were coming off of the other man. Fuck. He was so delicious. He smelled so good. He wanted to fuck him into oblivion. His womb wasn’t going to be able to handle him.

Andrew was going to fill him up so well, knot him so good that Maxwell would be begging for more. He’d be begging for Andrew to sink his teeth into his neck. A shiver ran down his spine as he licked his lips.

"A-Andrew! We need to grab the box on the coffee table! I will not allow you to touch me without it!" Maxwell’s sharp tones cut through Andrew’s fantasies and he growled. He changed his direction, grabbing the cardboard box roughly before he turned and headed back on his war path to the bedroom.

He wasn’t a beast. The first day was going to be spent in the bedroom. Then they could explore other parts of the house. Andrew placed the box on the dresser in the room, before he tossed Maxwell onto the bed, licking his lips. He’d been waiting for this moment.

Watching Maxwell touch himself, but himself, over the last few days had really worked him up into a fever pitch. Andrew grabbed his cock, stroking himself as Maxwell scrambled to get up. His eyes were wide as he stared at Andrew.

"What? Are you scared, Maxy?" Andrew asked and watched as Maxwell swallowed. "I won’t hurt you. I’ll never hurt you. I’m going to give you this cock until you pass out. Then I’m going to wake you up nice and slow with an amazing orgasm that you’ll think about until my next rut. You’re going to remember the feeling of my knot in your pretty ass. You’re going to crave it." Andrew smirked as he watched Maxwell tremble, his chest rising and falling as Andrew continued to stroke his cock. "Do you want to see it?" Andrew asked and Maxwell’s gaze darted to his face.

"S-See what?" He asked, breathless and Andrew laughed.

"My knot, babe. You seemed interested last time. I could come faster if you came over and gave my cock a kiss. Would you?" Andrew choked his cock, showing it off and watched as Maxwell fought with himself. It wasn’t a long fight as soon Maxwell was crawling over on his hands and knees. Andrew had to let out a deep exhale as he watched him approach. Fuck.

Everything he did was hot. Especially with that velvet collar on. Fuck. He wanted to paint it with cum. The white, slightly viscous liquid would look good on it. He was sure Maxwell would let him do it.

Maxwell’s breath fanned against his thigh, causing Andrew to shiver as Maxwell approached. He looked up at him through his lashes, knowing damn well what he was doing to Andrew. There was no way a man like him didn’t know. Andrew grit his teeth as Maxwell pressed a kiss against his thigh. Andrew’s hand on his cock kept moving, kept stroking and Maxwell placed his hand on his, stopping him.

"Let me help, hmm? What a big cock you have. I really want to see that knot, so why don’t I help?" Maxwell said, and Andrew swore.

"Fuck. What a pretty man I have." Andrew said and Maxwell flushed, brushing his hair behind his ears as he bent further, sticking his tongue out to trace the veins of his cock. Andrew couldn’t tear his eyes away as Maxwell did everything but put the cock in his mouth. He even bent and sucked his balls, pulling them into that damn warm mouth of his. freewebnσvel.cøm

Maxwell knew damn well what he was doing, and Andrew could tell from the way his little smirk touched his lips.

"If you put your lips near the tip of my cock, I’m shoving my cock to your throat." Andrew growled. More of a warning than anything he was going to act on. Maxwell’s eyes flared.

"Are you threatening me with a good time, Baby? Do you promise?" Andrew grit his teeth, his cock bobbing as he felt the urge to cum build.

"Damn it, no! I don’t want to hurt you." Andrew retracted immediately and Maxwell gave him a grin.

"Of course you couldn’t hurt me. My mouth isn’t big enough for you to get your cock far into my mouth anyways without hurting yourself. How about you cum on my tongue? Hmm? Knot and cum on my tongue?" Andrew felt his head get fuzzy.

"I came a lot the last few times. You could seriously choke." Andrew protested and Maxwell reached his hands up, digging his fingernails into his thighs.

"When are you going to give it up, Andy? You’re an alpha in rut. It’s okay. Trust yourself with me. Cum. Show me your knot. You aren’t going to scare me away, alright babe? I even got you a mirror so you could fuck me the way you wanted to. Prone, doggy, whatever the fuck else shit you want to do. So just...let go. Cum. Let me swallow your sperm like a good little omega and let’s get this show on the road. I’ve been anxious to feel your cock inside of me just as much as you have been anxious to fill me." Maxwell’s words filled Andrew to the brim and he twitched.

"Fuck. I can’t win against you." Andrew muttered. Maxwell had been right.

He had been holding back. It wasn’t anything grand, he was just trying to remain in control. He, like Maxwell, didn’t like to be out of control. They were just a little bit different in how that manifested. Maxwell had been able to trust Andrew with his whole body, and Andrew had really liked that. But in Andrew’s mind, this was different.

So many bad things could happen to Maxwell if Andrew slipped up, even slightly. He just didn’t want to hurt the man he loved.

Andrew sucked in deeply as Maxwell sucked one of his nuts into his mouth. Andrew groaned as Maxwell played with the other, his nails digging into his thigh as he did so. The sound of Maxwell releasing his ball from his mouth made his knees weak.

"Andrew, Baby, if you don’t cum in my mouth soon, I’m going to take it as a challenge. I might be the one to jeopardise our safety if you don’t behave and...just. Let. Go." With a shuddering sigh, Andrew let out go of the reins and Maxwell opened his mouth as Andrew’s cock swelled. He moaned, deeply, loudly, as jets of thick cum covered not just Maxwell’s tongue, but his face, chin and chest.

Andrew trembled, looking down at the omega below him, the man he wanted to mark, fuck, impregnate, and felt everything go hazy. Maxwell closed his mouth, swallowing comically, before opening his mouth, showing off that he swallowed like a good boy. Andrew pressed his face against his hardened, knotted cock. Maxwell’s gaze slid towards it, eyeing it up.

"Did you like your treat?" Andrew asked, not quite himself anymore and Maxwell smiled.

"Yes I did. Are you letting go?" Maxwell asked and Andrew swallowed.

"Condom. Now. Before I’m gone for good." Maxwell chuckled, forcing Andrew’s hand away as he got to his feet, wiggling out of his underwear on his way to the box. Andrew nearly swallowed his tongue when Maxwell turned around, a whole package of condoms dangling from his teeth.

"Oh baby, I’m so excited."