Page 283 of Alpha Mates

“You said ‘eat me’.” I remind him, watching the way his clouded gaze sharpens with need. “That’s what you said, Jewels.”

His lips part, but I take his mouth again before he can say a word, claiming it along with every breathless whimper he makes.

“Aiden,” he moans, body arching as his cock jerks and he comes.

Julian empties himself into my palm, moaning sweetly while I stroke him through it. He twitches, eyes fluttering shut as the release rattles through him.

“Fuck,” he whispers, when he finds air again.

He slumps back against the chair, spent, until I circle his tip with my thumb. His eyes fly open as he grabs my wrist in panic. But he’s too slow, and I’m not finished.

He’s sensitive—too sensitive—and maybe I should let him come down. But I want more of those breathless whimpers.

I easy my hand away and instead bring two fingers to his lips. His eyes widen in surprise.

“Lick them.”

We lock eyes, hearts pounding between us.

His eyes dart between mine, the beginning of a challenge roaring there. But then his lips part—just slightly. I slide my fingers through, pressing down on his tongue. He buckles instantly, letting them sink deeper before his tongue hesitantly slides over them, tasting and swallowing his cum.

Heart pounding, I watch him lick them clean, his eyes locked on mine the entire time. They don’t waver, not even as I slide off his lap and kneel between his legs. He tries to close them, but I spread them open and keep them that way as I wrap my lips around his cock head and suck.

“Aiden,” he gasps, trying to push me back by my shoulders. “I-I’m too sensitive—”

Is it wrong that his plea makes my cock buck? Probably. It’s probably just as wrong to love how badly he shakes as I suck his cock, tonguing his shaft between every stroke.

I push him back into the chair, my fingers finding his nipples again. He’s so sensitive here too, and I bet if I play with them while I suck his tip, then—

“Ahh!” he cries out as I sink lower, swallowing around him. “Aiden.”

He doesn’t sound the same. Not quite. His moans are breathy now, his voice softer, vulnerable.

Hollowing my cheeks, I work Julian’s cock between my lips, circling my tongue over his tip each time I draw back.

“Oh, Goddess … Please, Aiden …” he pants as a tear slips free, then he’s practically sobbing.

Julian tremblesfrom head to toe, shaking all over to the point that I’d think he wasn’t enjoying this if he wasn’t filling my mouth with precum. A high-pitched mewl is all the warning I get before Julian comes again, spilling into my mouth in hot, desperate spurts. I swallow him down, sucking, licking, stroking, until he’s emptied himself completely and slumps boneless in the chair.

I pull back, clearing my throat as I take him in. He’s trembling, eyes unfocused, lips parted like he’s still trying to catch up. With the tears drying on his face, he doesn’t look like my fallen angel anymore. No—he looks like one I dragged down and chose to keep.

I stare at him for a moment, before I give in to temptation and circle his tip with my thumb.

It’s like watching a movie. Fresh tears well in Julian’s eyes and spill free as he doubles over with a strained cry. It triggers something primal inside of me that forces me to fight Max back as I watch my mate shudder.

“N-no more! Aiden, I—I can’t,” he begs. Fucking begs.

Julian’s said those words before, even when he wanted more, but this time feels different. There’s panic in his voice, like he’s scared of what I was doing to his body.

“Are you sure?” I ask, watching him closely. It’s not just nerves. There’s excitement behind that haze of lust, and I can see the curiosity urging me to keep going. “Tell me to stop.”

His chest heaves, but he doesn’t say a word.

My lips tilt up. “I told you I wouldn’t stop,” I remind him, standing as I lift him into my arms. Julian clutches onto me while I walk us out of the office and to our bedroom. “I warned you.”

“I can’t,” he whispers, and already his breathing picks up again. “It’s too much.”

A pleased groan rumbles from my chest as I lay him on the bed. I crawl over him so that every inch of his body is covered by mine.