A/N This is probably going to be the last update for maybe 2 weeks since I'm moving and have life stuff. I thought I'd hold you guys over with a bang ;)
Lyle was quick to attach his lips on mine, eagerly pushing me back onto the couch we were just sitting on. I was instantly out of breath. I wasn't sure if his beauty was why my breath was swept away or just the sudden contact. All I could think about in the moment as Lyle began unzipping my pants was how much I loved him.
"Lyle," I panted, trying to get his attention, but he was too eagerly trying to strip me. "Lyle, can we talk for a moment?"
He paused and looked up but still continued to take my pants off my feet. "We've done a lot of talking. Can we just do anything but talk?" he whined, but nonetheless stopped stripping me to listen.
"I've been thinking about what Xander said, about how we will have to mate at the same time. I feel like the moment will kind of be ruined on top of the fact that Fallon and Apollo already did."
"Where are you going with this, Blaze?" Lyle sat on the floor in front of me, looking so innocent besides the fact just seconds before he was trying to get my dick in his mouth.
I sighed, taking his hands in mine so we could look each other clearly in the eyes. "Why don't we have sex now? Not mate, obviously, so you'd have to be on top. I just want to have a private moment with you without the wolves or my brother interfering, just us."
Lyle's lips were on mine before I could get another word out. He sat on my lap, wrapping his arms and legs around my body. "Yes," he mumbled into my lips. "Abso-fucking-lutely yes." I stood up with him in my arms and carried him to bed.
For once in our lives, we took things slow. As we made out, we took each other's clothes off as they inconvenienced us. That speed didn't last too long once I slipped my hands down his boxers. Lyle moaned a thousand curse words as I felt his dick grow beneath the thin fabric. I crawled on top of him, kissing my way down his chest to his boxers. He was panting as he squeezed the sheets.
"May I?" I asked as I tugged on his boxers. He eagerly nodded, helping me discard them somewhere on the floor. Sometimes I forgot he was an Alpha too, but seeing his dick was always a big reminder. He was huge. I teased him a bit by kissing his thighs until I actually started licking his dick.
"Fuck, Blaze! Baby, your mouth feels so good!" His fingers laced into my hair, tugging on it.
I loved the way he was so eager for my lips on him. I loved the way he pulled me closer. I loved the way he gripped the sheets until his knuckles turned white. I loved the way he moaned my name. I loved everything about him. I loved him.
My mouth finally fully eloped his dick, and I began bobbing my head. His hands immediately went to my shoulders which he scratched at. I couldn't help but feel oddly aroused by the bit of pain that sparked down my back, something I never thought I'd find enjoyment in.
I continued to work on his dick with my mouth and hands, trying to give him as much pleasure as possible. As he neared his climax, he began to pant hard.
"Come up here and kiss me," he ordered in between his breaths. I obeyed, releasing his dick from my mouth with a pop. I climbed on top of him to meet his lips. He tugged me close, causing me to almost fall on top of him at the force.
We instantly started to fight for control over the kiss, battling with our tongues, but I easily submitted because I knew he liked to be in control. His hands were buried deep in my hair, moving my mouth to just how he wanted it.
I felt Apollo pushing to take over, but I expertly blocked him out of my mind. This was my time with my mate and Apollo and Fallon can fuck off for a bit.
Lyle flipped me over so now I laid flat on the bed. "Too many clothes," he mumbled as he fiddled with my pants. He pulled off my pants and underwear in one go, releasing my hard dick. He stared at me with hungry eyes, not giving me a warning before wrapping his own mouth around my dick.
"Oh fuck!" I called out, surprised by the sudden contact. He sucked fast and hard as if he had done this more than the couple of times he had with me.
I closed my eyes to enjoy the moment, but he reached up to my face the second I did that. "I want you to be a good boy and look at me choking on your dick, okay?" He said in a sickly innocent voice that made me want to cum right there.
"You don't seem to be doing much choking."
Lyle only cracked a small smirk before forcing my entire dick down his throat. I felt him gag on my slightly before pulling back up and then down again. I stared at his messy dirty blonde hair and golden eyes as he pleasured me. It was hard to believe we of all people would end up in this situation together.
When I began to near my own climax, he pulled away to glance around the room. He didn't say anything as he began searching my drawers.
"The lube is already on the nightstand," I pointed out, but he dismissed me, finding whatever he found in my sock drawer more interesting. He returned to bed with a green tie in his hand and a wicked smile plastered on his face.
I let him climb on top of me and move my wrists into position. He tied my wrists together with the tie, and I let him, fascinated by his excitement.
He looked me dead in the eyes before giving me a sloppy kiss and caressing my dick. I felt my climax itching as he pulled away. "You be a good boy for me and keep your hands to yourself, okay? If you do, you'll get a reward," he teased, kissing my hands.
I raised an eyebrow. "What if I don't behave? What's my punishment?" He just smiled, not giving me a vocal answer.
He grabbed the lube off the table and generously coated his fingers with the slick substance. He squeezed my dick with one hand while he stuck two fingers into my hole. I flinched, but couldn't help but moan at the same time. He worked his fingers into me, managing to find my prostate quickly. He watched me squirm in my tied up hands as he hit my prostate repeatedly. I couldn't help but turn into a moaning mess.
"That's a good boy. You are my slutty mate, aren't you?" I wasn't sure how I felt about his comment at first, but as he pulled his fingers out, I whimpered. At that moment I knew he was right. I was his slut, and I'd do anything for him.
He coated his dick with lube and positioned himself in front of my hole. He paused to place a pillow under my lower half for better positioning. He looked at me and waited until I gave him a small nod before slowly pushing himself in. He stretched me so well that it barely hurt as he entered. All I felt was pleasure.
Lyle leaned over my body, staying still inside me to let me adjust. Our faces were close. We stared into each other's love and lust filled eyes. He began to move after a minute, causing both of us to moan. I gripped the bedpost to occupy my hands that threatened to break free from their constraints.
He moved slowly, adjusting the angle to hit my prostate perfectly. I knew when I looked in his eyes that neither of us were going to last very long.
"Fuck, babe! You feel so goddamn good!" He moaned as he thrusted faster. I wrapped my legs around his waist, which caused his eyes to widen. The more he thrusted, the more I wiggled in the tie.
He grabbed my hips, looked me dead in the eyes, and slammed into me hard. With that, I ripped the tie off to wrap my arms on his back. I grabbed his face and kissed him as hard as I could.
"Fuck!" He moaned loudly into my mouth. He rammed into me hard and fast as I cried out.
"I'm close," I breathed out, kissing his neck, feeling the need to bite him.
Lyle chuckled, grasping my hair. "You broke out, huh?"
"Just fuck me!" I begged, squeezing my legs around him, hugging him closer to me.
"Okay, okay, fuck!" he screamed as I nibbled at his neck, right where his mark would be. "I'm close, baby!"
He cupped my cheek, bringing my attention to his face instead of his neck. I could not only see the love in his eyes, I could feel it. I tightened my legs around him, and with a final thrust, we both came together. I could feel his warm cum fill me, which made my orgasm last longer than it had ever done before. Our cries were so loud I doubted the quality of these soundproof walls would be enough to contain them.
We panted as he collapsed on top of me, still buried deep inside me. "That felt amazing. I didn't realize sex could be that good." I nodded in agreement.
He finally pulled out and sat back to admire his work. I was a complete mess on the bed, hair in every direction, flushed cheeks, legs spread, and cum dripping from me. Before I could say anything, He stuck two fingers deep into me, instantly hitting my overstimulated prostate.
"Lyle!" I whined, attempting to close my legs, but he prevented me from doing so. "Lyle, I need a break! It's too much."
"You broke free from your tie. I promised to punish you if you did." The color drained from my cheeks, but his smirk didn't sway. He began pumping in and out of me quickly, touching my prostate every time. I wiggled beneath him, feeling completely overwhelmed. Once he noticed I was getting too uncomfortable, he purposefully avoided my prostate to give me a break. However, I did notice him quickly getting hard again. I mentally cursed the werewolf stamina.
I was still soaked in cum, barely paying attention to him as I could barely think with overstimulation. I wasn't expecting him to slam into me again. I gasped loudly as his dick started targeting my prostate again.
"Shit!" I cursed loudly, feeling another orgasm nearing. Lyle held my hips as he fucked me as hard as he could.
He leaned down close to my ear, which was probably the only way to get my attention at this point. "Say your sorry to Daddy for breaking out," he whispered. I could barely think, let alone respond, so he fucked me slow and hard. I whimpered. "Say you are sorry."
After another merciless hit to my prostate, I cried out, "Sorry!"
"Good boy, now cum for Daddy." He fucked me fast and hard, all we could hear was out breaths as I came all over our stomachs. Watching me cum made him reach his climax too, shooting more of his warm cum inside me again.
This time, he pulled out and got straight to cleaning me up with baby wipes.
"I didn't know you had a daddy kink," I admitted as I watched him clean me in my exhausted state. He shrugged.
"Did you not like it?"
I didn't even have to think. "I think I liked it too much." He laughed at me, giving me a sloppy kiss on my cheek before retreating to the bathroom. I love that boy.