Page 303 of Alpha Mates

Grabbing his hand, I drag him to our bedroom and push him onto the bed. He bounces, eyes wide as I climb up after him and slam my lips back onto his. He gasps and then moans as I force my hips between his thighs and press our cocks together.

Sparks erupt between us as we moan into each other’s mouths. I rock against Aiden, grinding down while I let my tongue dance with his until it’s drenched with his saliva. I claw at his shirt, tugging until I have to pull back to take it off.

I get rid of everything else while I’m at it until he’s gloriously naked and out of breath. Aiden looks at me with dazed eyes and swollen lips that bleed a little from where I’ve nipped him. I didn’t think I was into blood, but—

Aiden sits up in a misplaced endeavour to switch our positions, but I push him back down before he can get his hands under him.

“Stay still,” I growl, pressing a palm to his chest. I keep him pinned to the bed and when his eyes spark at the challenge I dip low to suck on his mark.

“Ohfuck!” he moans loudly just before my free hand wraps around his erection. Then the moan cuts itself off like he’s forgotten how to breathe as he tenses beneath me. He jerks in my hand, his body straining beneath mine before—

I draw back, smirking as he trembles beneath me while I rub his cum between my fingers.

“That was fast.”

Aiden’s cheeks pinken, just a touch, but it’s there, and as he watches me lick his cum off my fingers, that colour soon invades the rest of his face. I hold his gaze until each digit is clean.

“Holy fuck,” Aiden rasps, arm flung over his eyes, trying to breath.

I kick off my pants and I slide down the bed, settling between Aiden’s legs.

I need to keep him suspended in pleasure, lost in it, so he can’t turn this around. I need him at my mercy.

I breathe him in, then wrap my lips around his cock, sucking his tip into my mouth. Aiden jerks up, hands scrambling, but there’s nowhere for him to go. I fist him at the base, keeping him locked in my grasp.

Wrecked moans tear from him as I run my free hand over his body, overwhelming his nerves with sensation. He bows off the bed, his outstretched legs trembling as I swirl my tongue over his sensitive tip.

Payback’s a bitch.

“Julian!” he shrieks, his precum leaking onto my tongue. I lap it up, swallowing every drop until his voice breaks and he slides back onto the bed, chest heaving.

Only then do I relent, and Aiden immediately relaxes—his slitted eyes fluttering closed, keeping him oblivious to the way I lick my fingers, drenching them in spit before I press them against his entrance.

He freezes.

“Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah!” he shouts as he tries to sit up, this time with more force. I meet his effort with mine, keeping him down and in his place, but I don’t take it further.

I hover over him, my eyes fixed on his, my fingers pressed at his entrance.

“What?” I ask. My nonchalance makes his already bulging eyes widen.

“What?! You were about to …” He trails off, unable to say the words. “I don’t want to,” he says instead. “You’re the bottom. I’m the top.”

I don’t miss the way he says that more to himself than to me.

“You said you’d do anything,” I remind while I tease the underside of his cock with my finger. I keep the touch persistent but slow, watching as his eyelids weigh down, and he moans for me.

Caressing him, I keep him suspended on this line of pleasure before I squeeze him suddenly, forcing his eyes back open. “Were you lying?”

“N-no,” he sputters, dark eyes wide. “But I didn’t mean that. I—I can’t.”

“I do it all the time, Aiden,” I remind him in a gentle whisper while I lower myself. Maintaining my touch, I lick up the outline of his ear until he moans for me before I dip lower to whisper, “… I promise I’ll make you feel good.”

Aiden’s heart pounds loudly, each beat conquering the seconds I wait. I count them out, because I want to know exactly how many it takes before he gives in to me. Because heisgoing to give in to me.

One … Two … Three … Four … Five—

“Okay.”