Page 307 of Alpha Mates

I don’t relent my attack on his body, making it mine while he comes, and I don’t stop when he’s done. I don’t even try to. Instinct and need demand I have every inch of him until there’s nothing left for me to claim.

Aiden has had me in every possible way, and I’d let him, eager to be his, but now that he was on his knees for me and taking my cock … I want every part of him, too.

Letting his head drop, I tug him up by his shoulders so that his back is to my chest, and breathe in the scent of our sex. He leans back into me, giving me his full weight while his head falls back onto my shoulder. I glance down, groaning at the arch of his body and the upward curve of his slick cock.

“Are you sure you’re not the bottom?” I whisper against his ear, smirking when he shivers.

“I’m not!” he defends, even as he trembles for me.

I slam back into him, forcing unshed tears from his eyes. “Then why are you like this?” I ask, sliding a hand around to touch him, feather-light and far gentler than the way I nibble on the bottom of his ear.

“I-I-I don’t know,” he stutters, fuckingstutters.

“Maybe we should stop then.”

I still my hips while I’m buried in him, and take a moment. Breathing just as hard as Aiden, I slowly pull out. He whimpers when my tip is at his rim and my hand slips from his cock.

“No!” he whines, driving his hips back and forcing my cock back into him so deep we both groan.

I drop my head to his shoulder, just above his mark. “I thought you didn’t like it?” I whisper before I slide my tongue over the indent of my canines.

“I do,” he pants, hips working. “It’s—so—good.” Each word comes between sharp exhales as Aiden pushes himself back onto me, almost dragging me over the edge while I let him swallow my cock with his tight hole.

“You’re so greedy,” I growl against his ear, watching him quicken his own pace.

“Fuck me,” he demands, frustrated and almost angry, as he grinds himself back onto my cock.

I stare down at him, watching those strong hips rutting against mine while Aiden gets himself off, and I think I lose a piece of my sanity.

“Julian!” Aiden groans, snapping me out of my trance as his hands reach up to fist my hair. “I said, fuck me!”

Mind turning, I grip Aiden’s hips as I drag my cock out before slamming back in. Aiden moans and then buckles as I grab hold of his cock again. I return to my quick, yet deep thrust and he throws his head back against my shoulder.

Panting against him, I circle his tip with my thumb, drawing a whimper from his lips. He’s about to come again, but I don’t let him this time. I pull my hand away and he whines, making my cock twitch.

My gaze flicks up, catching movement in the corner of my eye, but when I spot my hips rocking against my mate’s strong ass, a wicked grin pulls my lips apart.

I turn us without warning, keeping our positions the same as we face the large mirror posted above our dresser. It gifts me with a new view of my handsome mate, of the sweat dripping down his body, sliding over his stretched abs as he arches against me. Aiden’s hands are still in my hair, and the muscles in his arms bulge with tension. It eases slightly when I thrust into him, and his lips part again.

Behind his large body, there is not much of me to see, only my hands digging into his hips, my head crooked into his neck, my tousled hair draping over him in certain places, and blue eyes that glow possessively.

I groan as I stare at us, but mostly at him—at Aiden, whose slitted eyes keep him blinded to what I’ve found. My eyes dart all over him, memorising the way his thighs tremble and his chest almost bounces until his heavy eyes finally open. They’re slow at first, then they suddenly widen as he sees himself and that’s the only glimpse Aiden allows before he immediately shuts them.

“Open your eyes,” I growl with a voice that doesn’t feel like mine.

Whatever it is, Aiden opens his eyes and looks at me through the mirror—at me, not at the way his cock bounces up and down or the way tears spill from his eyes as he takes me.

He keeps himself from moaning too, and I know he won’t like this. I don’t need him to. Instead, I push two of my fingers into his mouth and force him to choke on them while I fuck into him.

I take my time, making him watch what I’ve turned him into, making him take it all in the way I eagerly do, all the while daring him to look away. He doesn’t.

“Look at you …” I whisper with a smirk that grows as Aiden looks at the both of us. “…dripping wet from getting fucked.”

Since when did I talk dirty?

“Nshhs—” he groans around my fingers.

“I can’t understand you,” I whisper as I lick his ear slowly until he cries out for me. “Look at how hard you are.” Aiden tightens up around me, andI moan long before I get the pleasure of watching his cheeks flame with his embarrassment. “You must really love this,” I growl as I tug on his ear with my teeth.