Page 24 of Come and Get Me
I looked up at him, grinning. “But I’m not thirsty, Sir.”
He slapped me on my cheek and I grunted from the sting. “I didn’t ask you if you were fucking thirsty. You’re going to drink what I give you and you’ll be grateful for every fucking savory, pissy drop, do you understand me?”
I nodded. “Yes, Deacon.” I stared up at him in anticipation, waiting for him to mark me the only way he could. I’d never allow anyone else to do to me what Deacon does. Honesty, I’d kill them if they ever tried. That much I knew about myself. My bloodlust as a wolf had come to me in full swing since I’d been turned. I got off on the violence that was in our nature. I got off on the fear and pain we could cause both on our prey and on each other.
I moaned and licked my lips as Deacon removed his fat, juicy, nine-inch cock from his pants. I opened my mouth and he rested the tip of his dick on my tongue and released his golden stream. It was bitter, salty, and everything I desired. I swallowed quickly, but some of it still spilled from my mouth and down the sides of my chin.
“Don’t waste my piss, boy,” Deacon chastised, and I nodded, then locked my mouth around his dick and sucked faster as he fed me his Alpha urine.
My cock ached so badly as I drank from his dick, I nearly swooned from the sensation. Deacon stopped his flow abruptly and pulled his dick from my lips.
“There, did you like your Alpha’s golden nectar?” he asked.
I nodded. “I almost came while drinking it, Sir,” I admitted. I had the last time he fed me his piss. I shot my balls off all over his pants and shoes. Of course, he made me lick it off afterward, but I still enjoyed doing so. As a matter of fact, shooting my load on Deacon’s shoes that day revealed to me another fetish I had to accept that I had. I loved busting my nut on his shoes and then licking it off.
It hadn’t escaped Deacon’s notice either that I had a shoe and foot fetish. He had commanded me to lick and suck his toes, which he really enjoyed, while I fucked his shoe. Before I knew it, I had completely flooded his StacyAdams, at least the one for his right foot. I figured that was just one more thing that proved we were made for each other.
Deacon smiled down at me, and those fucking dimples of his made him look innocent, but I knew better. He was as wicked as they came, and knowing that made me even hornier for him. I leaned forward, licking the tip of his dick, and he let me, moaning as I worshiped his cock.
“Ahhh yeah, get me wet, pup. I’m about to plow that virgin cunt hole of yours and unload all of my juices inside of you,” Deacon said, and hearing him talk so dirty spiked my arousal. I loved when he unleashed his “potty” mouth all over me just like I loved when he showered me with piss or cum.
I sucked his dick, taking him fully down my throat until I nearly gagged, then I pulled back, leaving nice, wet trails along his thick, veiny shaft. I relished the shuddering moans that were coming from him as I sucked his dick, he was as much under my control as I was under his. I looked up as I dived back down on his rod. God, he looked so fucking hot. Head tilted back, mouth open, and I knew his eyes had to be rolling up inside his head, because he was loving my mouth on his dick.
“Jesus, Elijah… fuck… ooohh shit!” Deacon purred, and that just fed my ego. I knew I had his ass right where I wanted him. I kept sucking him, nearly bringing him to his knees twice before he jerked his cock from my mouth. There was a long line of precum and saliva that connected his cock to my lips. I leaned forward, licking it off his slit, and Deacon quaked in ecstasy. “Ahh, damn, baby. I almost lost it in your mouth just then. I’ve got to say, I appreciate that your cock-sucking skills have vastly improved.”
“Well, I suck your cock at least once a day. I would hope my skills have improved, Sir,” I told him.
Deacon chuckled. “Get your sexy fucking ass up on my desk, boy. I want to eat that hole of yours.”
“Oohh, just how hungry are you, Sir?” I asked as I climbed to my feet, then up on the desk on my knees, baring my asshole to him.
“Famished,” he shot back, then dived in with relentless abandon.
“Oooh yeah! Ooohh, eat it,” I growled in my lust as my mate rimmed the hell out of me. Oh man, I loved when Deacon did this. As a matter of fact, just looking at his mouth and knowing what he could do to me with it could make me spring an erection instantly. It was also his way of making me forgive him if I was pissed at him, the manipulative son of a bitch!
Right now, I was pushing my ass against his face and he was devouring me. I could feel his tongue sliding in and out of my hole, getting me nice and wet and loose. Damn, I needed to feel his cock inside of me now! I was moaning loud as hell and my cock was leaking a steady flow of precum on his desk, but he wasn’t cutting any corners. Just when I was about to shoot my load all over the polished finish, he pulled his tongue out of my hole.
“Awww man, fucking tease!” I yelled.
He smacked my ass cheeks hard as hell, making me cry out and jerk from the sting. He leaned over me, pressing his chest to my back. I felt his hand gripping my chin and he pulled my head back so that my face was close to his. “Watch your mouth, pup. Don’t get too full of yourself.”
I smiled, baring my canines, and Deacon growled in response. That was also when he shoved his cock inside my permanently virgin asshole without the least bit of mercy. “Ow! Motherfucker!”
He slapped my ass cheek hard again. “I told you, watch your motherfucking mouth, boy!”
I panted in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he plowed my ass hard and fast. The desk creaked under our weight, but it was reinforced, so I knew it wouldn’t break… not like the last desk had when Deacon smashed it in a fit of rage a few weeks back. Soon, the pain of his entry faded and all I was left with was the raw pleasure of his glorious cock hitting my prostate. My eyes rolled up in my head as I indulged in what my mate was giving me. I got off on his heavy breathing in my ear as his hips thrust against my ass cheeks.
As he fucked me, I started to feel his cock squirting his piss inside my ass, and it slicked my passage, making his dick slide in and out of me with ease. I really enjoyed when he did this, I couldn’t quite figure out why yet. I loved how he debased my body by pissing in it and on it. At first, it left me feeling ashamed, but Deacon taught me to embrace my desires, and nowadays, I did.
“Fuu—fuck,” I groaned. “Gonna… oh shit… gonna cum,” I told him.
“Shoot it all over my fucking desk, baby. Show me how much you love my cock inside you.” His breathing was ragged in my ear, so I knew he was about to shoot too. “Spill your pup milk for me,” Deacon encouraged. I swear, he always had the sweetest things to say.
I gripped the edge of his desk and moaned low as my balls tightened. I could feel his piss dribbling out of my asshole and down my ball sac to the desk and floor. The fact that I could smell it really set me off. “Oh yeah… oooohh shit… I’m about to do it. I can’t hold back,” I panted.
“Cum,” was his one word command, and that was all I needed to hear.
I yelled as my cock shot off my ball-load all over Deacon’s desk, even splashing on what looked like important papers. He didn’t care, seeing as he was quaking against me, having his own powerful orgasm. I could feel him adding his seed to his piss inside my guts and the sensation was wild and raunchy. It turned me on so fucking much. He reached around me, grabbing my dick, and stroked me until the last drop was milked from my cock.
