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”I catch you.” I ghost my lips over his, the faintest touch making him lean in while I follow the sharp line of his jaw until I can whisper in his ear, “I fuck you.”

Then I’m kissing him.

For the first time in so many goddamn years, I’m kissing someone. Not just anyone, I’m kissing my fucking alpha, mine , and the way he’s kissing me back has all kinds of shit happening that’s been dormant for almost two decades.

My grip tightens on the back of his neck as I lick the seam of his lips, demanding entrance that Desmond doesn’t hesitate to give.

My tongue invades his mouth, explores every bit, tangles with his as he does the same.

I lift my free hand to his cheek, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, to take what’s mine but it’s not enough.

It’s aggressive and demanding, possessive and rough, but this kiss isn’t enough to give me what I want, what I need but when I slide my hand down his throat to where his zipper starts, Des puts both of his hands on my chest and I freeze.

”What the fuck is wrong with you,” he grunts as I break the kiss. “Did I tell you to fucking stop?”

I frown for a second but only one because Desmond grabs my zipper and yanks it down my body, stopping when he hits the end, right above my dick before he’s pushing the fabric off my shoulders.

With a grin, I unzip him, doing the same as he leans in and kisses me, our movements becoming frenzied as I back him into a tree.

” Fuck, ” I groan as Des shoves his hand down the front of my suit and grabs my cock, giving it a squeeze before his pulls it free.

”Been a long time, Vin? Forget what it was like to have someone else play with your dick?”

I nod, my hand slamming into the tree next to his head as he pumps me in his fist, my body curling forward when he applies pressure to my knot. I kiss him again as I moan, my eyes sliding closed before I press my forehead to his, his hand working me slowly while I fight off my orgasm.

I want to come, my god I want to come so fucking bad but I’m not going to do it without making sure Des gets off, too. It’s not fair, and honestly, if I don’t make him as crazy as he makes me, this is going to be a lot less satisfying.

”I like you like this,” he says as he nips my ear. “Needy. Vulnerable. Completely at my mercy.”

I am.

I hate it, but I absolutely am.

Then he forces my head up so I’m looking him in the eye, so he can kiss me again before he just watches me. “Don’t worry, pookie. I’m a mess for you, too.”

Jesus fucking fuck. “Des,” I moan, looking right into those dark green eyes before I drop my stare between us. “Oh god.”

”Mhm,” he groans as he looks down, too, both of us watching as he spits on our dicks, wraps his hands around them and has us both thrusting into them, our cocks rock hard but slick as they rub together.

I’m going to come.

This is it, it’s going to be the fastest orgasm of my entire life.

It’s warranted, watching Des work both of our erections, watching as the sensitive undersides slide against each other, as our knots rub in a way that has me seeing stars. All of that is a fantastic argument for a record breaking climax, but not without my alpha.

”Des.” I can’t take my eyes off of where our cocks are touching. “Desmond, I?—“

”Please,” he pants as he tears his gaze from his hands and looks me in the eye. “I need it.”

Pulling him away from the tree, I cup his cheeks and kiss him hard while he continues stroking us then back up and look around before I push him down on his knees.

Des licks up my dick from root to tip before I can join him, a thrill racing up my spine from the sensation of his tongue. Something I’ll bank for later because he will have my cock in his mouth at some point, just not now.

No, right now we need the same fucking thing.

But I have to make sure. “This is what you want?”

He nods, kissing me quickly before he turns around, pushes his jumpsuit past his hips and backs into me. “I need it, Vin. Need you so bad right now.”

My jumpsuit falls to my knees as I fist my dick, using the head to spread the massive amount of precum leaking from the tip around his asshole. I work up a decent amount of spit and add that, too, momentarily wondering if this is enough for him to be ready for me.

Then again, he looked right at my dick, he knows what I’m working with. Not all that different from what he’s packing, I might have a little more girth but that’s about it. If he thinks he can take me without real lube and winging it with what we’ve got, who am I to argue.

I still hesitate.

“Desmond, baby, I— oh my fucking god .” My eyes damn near roll back up into my head as he reaches back and grabs my thigh, the head of my cock slipping past that tight ring of muscle easier than I expected.

”The precum,” Des moans as he moves forward then pushes back until more of my erection disappears inside of him. “I don’t know what it’s called between alphas, fuck , but the scent match shit must have us producing our own lube.”

He’s not wrong.

My dick is leaking the shit in thin streams, the liquid creamier than I remember and all but pouring out of me. Either that or it’s been so fucking long since I’ve done anything like this I’ve just been orgasming the entire time and didn’t realize it.

Whatever it is, I’ll take it.

Reaching forward, I grab onto his narrow hips, my fingers digging into the warm flesh and hard muscle as I pull him backward until his ass is almost flush against my pelvis.

I wish he could take my knot.

That would be a beautiful thing, watching that swollen sensitive mass slip between his asscheeks. Squeezing the life out of it the same way he’s milking my cock.

Maybe we can work up to that.

I have no idea if it’s a thing, I’ve never fucked an alpha before, but I’m going to see if Des is willing to try because I want him on my knot pretty goddamn bad.

I hold him still for a second, earning me an irritated grunt but when I use my knees to widen his thighs then lean forward, slip my left hand around to his abs, up over his chest until it’s finally gripping his throat, Des moans.

”You like being choked, baby?” I pull him with me as I straighten up, his back arching against my chest as I nip at his ear. “Want me to squeeze your pretty throat until I can bite it?”

He groans, nodding his head as he reaches back and braces himself on my thighs. “Now fuck me, Korvin, before I come without you.”

I grin as I pull almost all the way out then slam back into him, my right hand moving from his hip around to his cock where I start stroking him in time with my thrusts.

We fuck like we kiss.

Aggressive, almost angry. Rough and possessive.

I pound myself in and out of Desmond’s ass so hard he has to reach out and brace himself on the nearest tree, but he doesn’t complain.

If anything, he uses the trunk to meet me thrust for thrust, his ass bouncing off my knot while I twist my fist around his.

Within a matter of minutes I’m ready to explode, my balls drawing up tight, my knot swelling to painful, trying desperately to hold him in place.

I maybe have a few more seconds, a few more hard thrusts left in me before I’m filling him full.

I’m not going to be able to stop myself, not with how fucking good Desmond feels.

”Shit,” he hisses as his back arches further. “Fuck, Korvin.”

That’s when I feel the first rope of cum fill my palm, my hand sliding over the head of his cock as Des’s climax takes hold.

Thank fuck.

Without even trying, I follow his lead, my hips slamming into his ass one brutal, final time, holding him there as I fire jet after jet of cum inside him. Filling him so goddamn full I’m actually worried when we’re finished and I pull out.

Something he must read on my face when Des turns around.

“I can promise you, we will have more for Magnolia.” He takes my hand and starts licking his cum from my fingers.

“I don’t know how but I know for a fact, we are going to fill her up so fucking good.

Our sweet little flower will milk our cocks, she’ll squeeze our knots as we bite her, bond her, and make her fucking ours. ”

Desmond leans forward and kisses me, the taste of his cum flooding my mouth, that spicy scent of his, it’s an undertone to what I can only describe as pineapple, and when he goes to pull away, I nip his lips then suck on the lower one to get every last bit.

“Hold on, she might be in there.”

Des pops the screen free from the window then turns slowly to look at me. “Isn’t that the whole fucking point?”

”We’re going to scare the shit out of her if we come in through her bedroom window.”

”Fine,” he grunts as he lets go of the screen and drops it on the ground. “We’ll go in through the living room.”

I start moving along the ledge of the building, scowling as we crab walk toward Magnolia’s balcony. “Like I fucking said from the beginning.”

Des rolls his eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh. “You’re real lucky you give good dick, Vin. If you didn’t, I’d be inclined to push you off this ledge and wave as you fall three floors.”

“I could say the same. If you didn’t take my cock so well, I’d have already shoved you off the building.”

“Ah, the afterglow,” Des deadpans. “Your love for me is abundantly clear, I don’t know how?—“

”Hey.” I reach out and grab his arm, startling him a little as he looks back at me. “I do love you, you know.”

For the first time since I’ve known him, Desmond Hawthorne gives me a real, genuine, not sardonic or shit eating, smile. One that makes him look vulnerable and kind of innocent, and really really pretty.

“I know,” he says softly. “I love you, too.”

I give his forearm a squeeze as I run my thumb back and forth over his pulse. Then I smirk. “Good. Now move your ass before I punt it onto that balcony.”

Des silently cackles as we both go back to scaling Magnolia’s building.