Page 12 of Alpha’s Sunflower Smiles (Sweet in Silford #8)

Chapter 12

Pete

I might have got carried away, stretching Wilfred.

But I was absolutely terrified of hurting him and so I wanted to stretch him slowly and fully so I’d be sure he could take my cock without it causing him even the slightest amount of pain.

I’d ended up teasing him, to be honest.

He responded so beautifully to my touch, and he was so honest and open about his reactions.

I could tell what he liked because he gave these low moans of pleasure, which was the most erotic soundtrack.

I sucked his dick for longer than I’d intended, just to hear those sounds.

His dick was hard inside my mouth, and leaking steadily.

The salty flavour of his pre-come burst across my tongue as I sucked and slid my fingers in and out of his tight hole.

I kept adding lube, making sure all he could feel was the slick glide of my fingers and the suction around his dick.

When I had four fingers pumping in and out of him, I knew he was ready.

He was stretched enough to finally take my cock.

And yet I kept going for a while longer.

Wilfred moaned and he rocked his hips back and forth unconsciously, fucking himself on my fingers.

Damn, he was going to be the death of me.

I’d known he was a sexy man but he’d been so oblivious to my attraction that I’d half expected him to be shy or timid.

The next moan he gave was truly porn-tastic and I felt my own dick throb.

I had been neglecting it, focused on Wilfred, on making him feel good and preparing him for me but I didn’t think I’d last much longer if I kept doing this.

I could probably come just from grinding against the sheets, with my fingers inside Wilfred and his dick filling my mouth.

With an effort of will, I stopped and positioned us both.

I only just remembered to grab the alpha condom I’d placed on the bed beside the lube, knowing I’d need it and guessing – correctly, as it turned out – that I’d get too lost in the feeling of my man to remember it unless it was right in front of me.

I longed to go bare inside Wilfred but it was important to wrap it until we’d had that conversation.

As soon as I’d rolled the condom on and slicked it up just to make sure I wouldn’t hurt him, I lifted Wilfred’s knees to get him ready to take my cock.

He was so stunning, so strong and soft.

He looked up at me with wonder in his eyes and I felt like I’d somehow won the lottery.

Of all the people in the world, I was the one here with Wilfred, on the receiving end of that look.

I didn’t know what I’d done to deserve such luck but I was going to take it.

Wilfred was mine.

I nearly growled the word, “Mine,” as I slid inside him.

Wilfred’s hole was tight and I moved slowly, making sure to ease inside him.

My slow pace and the stretching and the lube were all working because I watched his face carefully for any sign of distress and saw none.

He actually tried to wriggle closer to me.

Once I was fully seated, I held still for a moment, giving him time to adjust.

His body fit mine perfectly.

“Are you ready?”

He nodded quickly and I wanted to laugh at his eagerness.

It made me proud, to be making him feel so good that he wanted more.

More of me.

I settled myself firmly and eased out before thrusting back in.

I took my time, building a pace that maximised both our pleasure.

Wilfred moaned each time I thrust inside him and I began to move faster, thrust harder.

His moans got louder, and I hardly felt in control of my own body.

Wilfred was driving me crazy, and all I wanted was to make him moan like that again, hear that sound and come deep inside him.

I was close.

Already, I could feel my orgasm building and I knew it would wreck me and—

Damn, I suddenly realised my knot would pop.

There was no way I’d be able to come inside Wilfred and not knot him.

I stopped thrusting inside him and withdrew, careful not to yank myself free.

I reached down to touch the base of my cock and hissed as my fingertips brushed against the sensitive skin.

Yeah, my knot was just about ready to expand.

Beneath me, Wilfred looked up with a worried little frown.

I leaned down to kiss him, pressing my lips to his and tasting his sweetness.

It felt good but it also gave me just a second to get myself under control.

When I pulled back, I managed to say, “Wilfred, I’m going to knot you if I come inside you. Do you want that or do you want me to jerk off over you? Either way, I’ll make you come. I’ll make you feel good.”

His eyes became wide with amazement.

“You’d-you’d knot me?”

He really had no idea how bad I had it for him, did he?

“Yes, I will.”

Those beautiful grey eyes became misty with tears.

“I’d like that.”

“You want my knot, baby?”

“Yes.”

I kissed him deeply again, making love to his mouth.

When I drew back for air, I lowered Wilfred’s knees carefully and encouraged him to roll onto his side.

He did as I wanted, looking confused.

“I want you like this. I’m going to make love to you until I knot you and I want you to be comfortable once I do.”

He nodded and I spooned up behind him.

This position would mean that I could hold him close to me and his legs wouldn’t get stiff or tired.

Sliding back into Wilfred’s tight hole was perfection.

He squeezed my length with his channel and I swear I felt it more this time, every inch.

Once I was inside him, I slid one arm around his waist and held him close to me, and the other hand clutched the soft flesh of his hip.

Slowly, I began to fuck him again.

The position meant I couldn’t see Wilfred’s face but I heard the moans he let out and so I was sure he was enjoying this as much as I was.

He gasped and pressed his hips back against me, opening up so he could take my entire dick inside him.

When I could hardly take the pleasure any longer, my hips sped up, I thrust harder, and my orgasm crashed over me suddenly.

One second I was fucking into him, holding his hip tightly to keep him in place, and the next I was roaring out my climax, pulsing inside my man.

It had been years since I’d knotted anyone and I’d forgotten what it was like.

My balls drew up and emptied into the condom and I held Wilfred tightly until my orgasm waned.

Then, just as it was starting to fade, my knot began to grow.

It was like coming all over again.

My dick swelled and pressed hard against his channel, which squeezed around me and made me pant.

I couldn’t talk, could only feel as my knot finally expanded and settled, lodging me deep inside Wilfred.

For a second, neither of us moved.

Then I tested my knot, moving as though I were going to withdraw and finding that I couldn’t, that my knot tugged against Wilfred’s rim and wouldn’t budge.

With every movement, I wanted to groan.

It pressed so deliciously against me, on the most tender part of me, so sensitive after coming.

Wilfred was moaning again, and rocking his hips.

“It’s so big. Pressing… right on my… prostate.”

I rolled my hips, groaned, ground my knot against him.

His sounds became higher-pitched and more desperate.

Oh yeah, I could totally get used to hearing Wilfred like this.

If I could make him sound so desperate for release every day of our lives, I’d die a happy man.

My one hand kept clutching Wilfred close but I slid the other one round over his hip and along his dick.

Wilfred bucked and the movement tugged at my knot.

I held his dick tightly and jerked fast.

He whined and bucked and I was overwhelmed by the sensations, not sure whether Wilfred was the one on the edge or I was.

He came with a shout, his slender cock throbbing in my hand and spurting come over my fingers.

The sudden clench of his ass around me was too much on my knot and I came again, filling the condom completely.

And that was why alpha condoms were designed especially for knotting.

We lay together, panting.

My nose was buried in his neck and I was exhausted.

Neither of us moved for ages, content to be joined together like that.

When my knot finally began to go down, I waited until I could slide out of Wilfred’s hole without hurting him and held the condom on as I withdrew.

“I’m going to have to go and wash up. I’ll be back in a moment.”

I really didn’t want to roll out of bed but the condom was very full and I’d need to dispose of it in the bathroom.

I slid my arm out from under Wilfred, dropped a kiss onto his shoulder and got out of bed.

When I’d disposed of the condom and cleaned myself off as quickly as I could, I went back to Wilfred with a warm cloth.

He had curled up and looked incredibly lonely in my large bed without me.

Maybe that was my own secret desires talking, but I didn’t want him there alone.

He let me ease him onto his back and I cleaned up his soft dick and his crack.

Climbing back onto the bed, I went back to my place behind him and lay down.

“Come here and lay against me. I’ll keep you away from that wet spot.”

He rolled instantly into my side and I held him close and grabbed the blankets from the floor, pulling them up and over us both.

I yawned.

“Sorry, I’m too tired to change the sheets.”

Wilfred nestled closer to me, resting his head on my shoulder.

“That’s okay. I’m happy here.”

“Good.”

My eyes were already drifting closed.

Wilfred had really taken it out of me.

I felt wrung out, in the best possible way.

The last thing I remembered was pressing a kiss to the top of my man’s head before I fell asleep.