Page 51 of His Prodigal Alpha

“Still green light,” he breathed back. “I can’t move much—” he gave his tied leg an experimental stretch, still able to jostle it side-to-side “—but that feels really fucking exciting.”

“Good. It’s not too tight? Too loose?”

“Nope. It’s just right.”

Grinning, I moved to the other leg to repeat the process. “Is this the part where I call you Baby Bear?”

“I was thinking Goldilocks, actually.”

I laughed. “Careful, or the nickname will stick, darlin’. Then you’ll have to explain how you got it, and it ain’t got nothin’ to do with your hair.” He’d cut his hair to make it more manageable, but it was still shoulder length, smooth and dark. Nothing like the blonde curls belonging to the character from the fairytale.

He smirked. “What about the gold in my eyes, hmm? You like that. At least, you always say you do.”

I finished tying the Surgeon’s knot on his second leg and rested my ass on my heels, shaking my head. “Except the ‘locks’ part of ‘Goldilocks’ refers to her hair, so that don’t make sense. Anyway, how does that feel?”

Damon did the same experimental movement, trying to pull his ankle away from his thigh. He let out a cute, excited squeal. “Perfect. I can’t move them.” He bit his lip and cocked his head. “I’m completely at your mercy now, Alpha.”

Oh, but how I loved the coy act. His hands and arms were still free, and we both knew that he had the ultimate control of the scene, but I played along happily.

I crawled forward and spread his thighs apart further, diving between them just as I had fantasized I would.

He cried out and squirmed, unable to wrap his legs around my back as instinct likely demanded of him.

“Oh, fuck,” he all but sobbed as I flattened my tongue and licked him from his slick-covered rim all the way up over his balls and up his shaft in one swipe. Then I sank my mouth down over his cock and took him to the back of my throat. “Rex!Fuck!”

He’d already been so worked up before we even started, we both knew he wasn’t going to last long.

“Rex…A-alpha…please…I can’t…I don’t want…not yet…”

His blissed-out babbling was music to my ears as I sucked his cock, lessening up on the intensity to hopefully extend his pleasure.

“Need your knot, Alpha. Please.Please.”

He sounded close to tears.

I released him with reluctance before I kissed my way back down to his hole.

“Better make sure you’re ready for that, hmm?” I asked him, and he practically yowled as I followed through by spearing him with my tongue.

I loved the taste of his slick. I didn’t know if it was because I’m an alpha and I’m designed to want it so badly, or if it was just a me thing, but tasting him was guaranteed to get me harder than I thought was physically possible. My dick ached to be inside him, to mark my territory in the most primal way, to knot him and fill him with more lifegiving seed.

What the hell was that about, anyway? Damon was already heavily pregnant with my kid. It wasn’t like I could get himmorepregnant.

I couldn’t — I’d already asked Eric. And Beck…AndBrandt. So sue me: I was paranoid about these urges. Who knew what shifter biology and magic could achieve.

Damon whined and mewled and writhed as I alternated between lapping at his rim and tongue-fucking him. When I started adding fingers to the equation, he was beyond begging. I pulled back with a smug smile, faltering at the sight of tears trickling down his cheeks.

“I need you in me,” he said plaintively, and I was done torturing him.

“I’ve got you, kitten, but we’re swapping positions.”

A few moments later, I was propped up against Mount Pillow and I was pulling him onto my lap, careful of his still bound legs. I had my hands bracing his back, my innate shifter strength making it a lot easier to help him ride me, even in his semi-reclined position. We made matching sounds of relief as he sank down onto my cock, enveloping me in his slick heat.

I was never going to get enough of that feeling.

“Darlin’, you feel so damn good…ungh,” my breathing hitched as he clenched around me. “Yes, baby, just like that.”

We took it slow, and I relished every second of sliding in and out of his perfect ass. I wished I could kiss him, or worship his beautiful body with my hands, but it wasn’t going to work in our current position.

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