(BL)Alpha Made-Chapter 269: Prone bone (m)

Andrew’s face was buried in one of his favourite places on earth. His hands were holding onto some of the best things he’d ever held, the skin beneath his hands red from the force he was holding the other man in place.

The air was thick with pheromones, the sounds of whimpers and moans filling the air as Andrew continued to plunge his tongue deep into the wet, greedy hole under his mouth. He’d been licking and shoving his tongue and the occasional finger into this hole for who knew how long. He certainly didn’t.

He was just enjoying himself. Fuck. It felt so good to lick and tongue fuck this hole, and the omega under him kept squirting love juices all over his face, showing how much he licked it as well.

Andrew didn’t mind that he was on his knees, ass out as he ate this ass like it was his favourite snack. It was his favourite snack. Right before the cock on the man below him.

"Y-You said you needed condoms! This is not-" Maxwell’s protests were drowned out as he shoved his face into the blankets below him, his body shaking and trembling as he tried to keep up with every movement from Andrew’s tongue.

Andrew had found the mirror in his haze, and had come up with a brilliant plan. He didn’t want to hurt the man below him. He wanted him to accept him, love him, take him completely. What better way to do that than to eat him out until he was so utterly exhausted from cuming that he couldn’t be tense in the slightest?

It was a great plan, and Andrew was well onto his way of completing his goal. Andrew had milked several orgasms from him already, and Andrew was pleased with the results. His hole was already twitching, begging for anything but a tongue, but Andrew wasn’t done with him.

He felt so good on his tongue. So soft and sweet and delicious. God, he could taste his love juices and never get tired. They were a little spicy, and a little aggressive, and just as Andrew liked it. He could chase the flavours for the rest of his life and never get tired.

"B-Baby, please! I’m at my limit. Just shove your cock inside of my hole. Please! I know you want to." Maxwell’s begging voice filled Andrew with a deep sense of satisfaction.

Andrew pulled his mouth away only long enough to speak and give his jiggly ass a kiss, meeting Maxwell’s gaze in the mirror. His chin was dripping with the clear signs of his deep satisfaction.

"One more. You can cum one more time, can’t you? Then I’ll give you the cock you’re begging so desperately for." Maxwell whimpered.

"Oh god. It’s barely been a few hours and I’m already at my limit." Maxwell was already complaining and Andrew shoved his tongue deep into his ask, feeling his ass try to close down on him, take him in deeper. Chuckling, he used one of his fingers, sticking it deep inside and wiggling around until he found Maxwell’s sweet spot. Andrew felt him jerk under him, his thighs shaking.

"You better reach deep. I’m not letting you go until I’m nice and done." Andrew licked lips. "I’m goin got milk every last ounce of cum out of you, and then some." Maxwell shivered, his blue eyes meeting Andrew’s in the mirror. He looked dazed, flushed, and his lips were swollen from holding back his moans. Andrew was so excited. Too excited.

He buried his face back into his favourite place, teasing the man with his tongue and fingers while Maxwell shook his hips. With his other hand, Andrew grabbed Maxwell’s cock, teasing the tip as Maxwell almost collapsed. Andrew was relentless, keeping the man up on his knees as he listened to Maxwell moan and whimper, crying out Andrew’s name as he came again.

Andrew did let him collapse against the bed then, as Andrew wiped his face and got into position. With Maxwell flat on his stomach, he was in the perfect position for Andrew to take him from behind. It was safe, and it was something Andrew had been dreaming of. Holding hands with Maxwell as he slammed his cock home over and over from behind. His balls slapping against his skin as he gave him pleasure over and over.

Andrew’s eyes drifted to the collar around his throat and his mouth watered. Fuck. It’d probably feel great if his sunk his teeth into his nape and fucked him like a dog in heat. Maxwell would probably like it too. Too bad the collar was there. Too bad he was an alpha.

If he was a beta he would still be able to do it.

Andrew rocked his hips against Maxwell’s ass, his hole so juicy and wet that he was able to coat his condom covered cock easily. Maxwell whimpered more as Andrew teased him, using one hand to grip his ass, spreading his cheeks so that Andrew was rubbing and getting caught on his hole. Fuck. it felt so good every time he almost slid in.

Andrew loved the way that Maxwell jerked under him, and he had a hard time deciding what was better. The actual sight of the action, or the way that Maxwell was looking at him hungrily. Biting his lip, he decided that it was the stark look of hunger on Maxwell’s face and stopped teasing them both.

They both groaned, loudly and deeply as Andrew began to sink into a home he never wanted to forget. Maxwell took all of him, Andrew’s hard work not in vain as his dick came flush to the ass he loved so move. Andrew adjusted his position until he was on either side of Maxwell’s legs, caging him in as he bent, reaching forward and grabbing both of Maxwell’s hands. He intertwined their fingers, much to Maxwell’s surprise as Andrew bent, pressing a kiss against his shoulder.

Maxwell turned his head, his eyes begging, hopeful, and Andrew could not turn down the man in this lifetime or the next when he looked at him like that.

Andrew’s lips met Maxwell’s, the kiss messy, full of tongue and passion and Maxwell’s moans as Andrew rocked his cock inside of him. Not fully pulling out, just slow, slight thrusts that made Maxwell feel every inch of him. Maxwell’s gaze was full of lust when he looked up at Andrew, his face flushed and Andrew couldn’t stop kissing him.

Andrew hunched over, preparing to swallow every sound out of Maxwell’s mouth as he fucked him, nice and slow. His cock pulling out, then sliding back home with a delicious sound that filled the air and had Maxwell squirming under him. Maxwell’s hands twitched under Andrew’s, their grip tightening and loosening as Andrew continued to slide home, his tongue slowly taking on the same rhythm in Maxwell’s mouth.

Maxwell’s heels kicked his ass, trying to get him to speed up but Andrew was taking his time. This was his rut. He wasn’t going to do a damn thing that Maxwell wanted him to.

Unless Maxwell truly didn’t want it.

Andrew’s pace picked up gradually. He wasn’t even in as much control as he wanted and the warmth of Maxwell made his cock tremble. He wanted to fill him up so bad. He wanted to feel how sloppy and wet it was inside as he poured more cum into him.

Andrew moaned, having to break the kiss and moving to Maxwell’s shoulder, peppering kisses there as he began to move in earnest. Maxwell’s eyes fluttered closed as Andrew began to pound him into the bed, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the air, their heavy breaths a contrast as both men moaned.

"Fuck. You feel so good. So warm and wet. Fuck. I never want to leave you." Andrew growled, his lips unable to stop pressing kisses against Maxwell’s skin. Maxwell let out a snort.

"You never have to leave. My hole’s always waiting, Andrew." His words were enough and it was only a few thrusts later when Andrew felt his cock swell again. Maxwell let out a choked gasp, his hands twitching, his legs smacking against Andrew’s ass as Andrew emptied his balls into his omega, his cock swelling until he couldn’t even move.

Neither one of them felt the condom break, and Andrew bent kissing Maxwell’s breathless mouth, his tongue twirling with the other man’s as they both caught their breath. Maxwell was already getting tired and Andrew was a little disappointed, but also fine with this.

Andrew didn’t mind treating him like the princess he was. He could be a pillow princess. He could just lay there and let Andrew do all of the work. He didn’t mind. All Maxwell needed to do was take him. Take him over and over.

"You ready for round two?" Andrew asked against his mouth and Maxwell moaned, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as Andrew pulled back, before thrusting back in forcefully.

"Fuck. You feel so good." Maxwell moaned against Andrew’s lips and Andrew grinned. He hoped that Maxwell had the same thought as the night continued, and continued, and continued. Until the day blended together and there was nothing but sex, sweat and the soft, sweet cries of the man who he loved taking his cock over and over until he was overflowing with his seed.

"You feel even better." Andrew murmured, releasing his mouth to sink his teeth into his shoulder for the first time, pinning him down properly as he set a brutal pace. Maxwell was barely able to keep his breath as Andrew fucked him into the bed just like he wanted to, just like he needed to.

The sounds leaving Maxwell’s mouth, the slightly metal flavour filling Andrew’s own, and the way Maxwell’s pheromones were telling him he was along with every step just spurred him on. He was sure that Maxwell came at the same time, if not a little bit earlier than him as Andrew’s hips jerked, coming to a standstill as he knotted him all over again.

Maxwell trembled.

"Oh god. Are you going to knot me every time?" Maxwell pondered out loud and Andrew chuckled.

"Angel, the fact that you thought I wouldn’t does concern me. Do you know how much I love you? So much my cock wants to show you." Andrew rolled his hips, not pulling out the engorged cock, but instead teasing Maxwell with the base. The choked sound that left Maxwell’s mouth sent a shiver down Andrew’s spine. "Oh, we are definitely going to play with that. But not yet. I need to grab another condom." Andrew pressed a kiss against his shoulder as Maxwell trembled. "You still excited?" Andrew asked, teasing, knowing that Maxwell was just as stubborn as he was. Fuck. He’d make a great parent. They were a match made in heaven.