7. Mutual Comfort

Mutual Comfort

Dalton

M aybe taking Larken up to his room to fool around was a bad idea, especially given that he was about the only person, aside from Chase, really, that I could stand to be around for any length of time at that moment.

Larken was safety and comfort. He was warm nights hanging out in front of a movie we didn't watch. He was whispered secrets without any fear of judgment. He was my friend. Quickly becoming my best friend.

I eased myself off his lap and reached for his hand. He took it, threading our fingers together.

"You sure?" he asked.

"Absolutely. I think we both need this, don't you?"

"Yeah." I could tell he was as certain about this as I was. He had looked me over appreciatively more than once. I knew he was as attracted to me as I was to him.

Larken was hot. His body was toned from hours of training. Cool tawny skin without a blemish or much body hair, slightly long wavy dark hair, and those eyes! I loved his eyes! Larken was gorgeous to look at. Sure, his nose was a little too wide for his face, if you were being totally picky, but his full lips were plush and kissable. The spark of mischief in his eyes was what always had me looking at him.

There were no more words shared between us as he led me through the mansion, up the stairs, and down the long corridor where his room was.

A buzz of awareness thrummed between us. Was this stupid? Probably. Could it damage our friendship? Likely. We'd get over it with time, probably. Was I doing it anyway? Of course I was. Again, Larken was hot.

For a split second, I felt Larken's flash of sadness as I entered his room behind him and spotted the empty bed. Some of Roan's things were still there, though most of it was missing, conspicuous by the gaps they made.

Larken's walls went up before I squeezed his hand, reminding him I was there for him. We shared a smile, knowing this was just two good friends giving each other comfort.

He hesitated at the edge of the bed. I pulled him to face me. Going onto my tip-toes, since Lark was quite a bit taller than me, I pressed my lips against his .

I'd always thought the sparks flying thing was an exaggeration, but nope, they did indeed fly between us. Lark drew an arm around me, pressing my lower back closer to him as he deepened the kiss.

We broke apart, chests heaving for breath. His pupils were blown. His fingers flexed on my hips as I took a step away.

With a grin, I pulled off my shirt and dropped it to the floor. Copying my movements, Larken began to shed his clothes. I toed off my shoes, but paused, fingers on the button of my jeans. He stopped too, waiting.

"Nothing has to change between us. We can stop here." While we had both been drinking, I only had a slight buzz. I was pretty sure Larken was almost sober. We couldn't blame this on alcohol in the morning.

"After that taste, Dimples? Hell, no. Get your cute ass over here." He sat on his bed in only his boxers and patted the spot next to him.

I flashed a grin, certain he could see the dimples he seemed to love, and wriggled out of my skinny jeans. They made my ass look fantastic, yet were a pain in the butt to get out of in a hurry. And I was in a hurry to check out Larken's body.

Naked and hard, I walked the last couple of steps over to him, and instead of sitting next to him, I gracefully sat on his lap. This was a new favorite place to be.

Our eyes met the charge from before, building between us once more as I waited for Larken to make his move.

His hands grasped my ass, pulling me closer to him. I gasped at the hardness I found under me.

Larken was gorgeous, normally. He could have anyone he wanted with his movie star looks, but this close, he was stunning. His tawny skin had a subtle sheen to it I was a little jealous of.

It was his eyes that were heart-stopping, though. They were hooded and slightly angular, drawing attention to the color. Gunmetal gray was the only word I could use to describe them. They weren't the silvery gray color of Blake's eyes. They weren't nearly black, just a really deep gray. My own hazel eyes were positively boring in comparison.

"Anyone ever told you that you have really pretty eyes?" I asked as I drew my arms up to wrap around his neck.

Instead of answering, Larken kissed me. My lips parted on a sigh as he kneaded my ass and rocked me over his hard length.

His tongue licked into my mouth as he used one hand to cup the back of my neck, while the other traced the line of my crack .

I felt him get harder under me as I rutted against him. I really wanted to trace that bulge with my tongue.

"Wait," I muttered as he kissed a line down my throat, a finger circling my hole.

Easing out of his arms, I went to my knees. Parting his legs, I shuffled between them. "Let's take the edge off first, okay?"

"Yeah." Larken's voice was rough with desire.

He shimmied out of his boxers and I got my first look at the alpha's cock. Like most alphas I'd been with, he was long and pretty thick, with a slight curve. He would feel amazing inside me, or in my throat. I wanted that knot.

I leaned down to take my first taste. Licking over the tip, I got that first burst of flavor, slightly bitter but all Larken. His scent was stronger here with the added musk of his alpha pheromones.

Wanting him to feel good, I licked over the head and into the slit before taking it deeper into my mouth. I worked the shaft deeper, taking him into my throat, where I swallowed around him.

His moans were music to my ears. I repressed my grin and doubled down on my efforts, pulling out all of my best moves. I licked and sucked him as if my life depended on it and was rewarded with more of his sounds and a burst of precum .

"Wait! I'm gonna blow." Larken's fingers tightened in my hair, trying to pull me off.

I eased back with a final cheeky kiss to the tip of his dick. "Remember, we're taking the edge off now and taking our time for the next one?"

He stared at me as if seeing me for the first time. "Okay, but stroke yourself. I want to see you come."

Taking him in hand, I stroked as I returned to pleasuring him with my mouth. I wondered if he'd knot me like this?

"Don't hold back your knot. I can take it."

Larken quirked a brow and pushed at my head. Get back to work then. Okay, I got the message.

It was just as well I was a master multi-tasker as I stroked his length, my dick, and sucked the head of his cock.

He was the biggest I'd ever blown, so it was a challenge to take him to the root. I took it slowly until my nose met his tight curls. I relaxed my throat and let him pump into me as his grunts filled the room.

Shuttling my hand over my cock, I nearly missed his tell that he was about to come. His length thickened, forming a knot at the base before he shot his load.

I came over my hand and the floor as his knot filled my mouth, trapping me in place .

"Oh, fuck!" Larken moaned as he released spurt after spurt. I continued to breathe through my nose as I swallowed around him, making him cry out again.

The stretch of my lips around the knot added a bite of pain to the high of getting him off so quickly. I loved knowing it was me he was thinking of at that moment. His eyes shone brightly as they focused on me. I felt so powerful.

"Damn, I've never done that before. Wow! Ugh, fuck, that feels good," Lark muttered, mostly to himself. I was concentrating on breathing as I massaged his knot with my fingers and kept contracting my throat around his cock. It was the fastest way to get the knot to go down enough to get it out of my mouth without pain.

"You're amazing," Larken praised as he stroked my face. "So fucking hot."

We stayed there for a few minutes, Larken's knot still pulsing more come into my throat while my knees complained and my head felt all floaty.

I fell on my ass as soon as the knot went down enough to break free.

"You okay?" he asked as he gave me a hand up. He tugged me into his body, wrapped his arms around me.

"Perfect. Up for another round?" I was not letting Larken go before my ass experienced what he would feel like inside me, but consent was sexy, so he had to agree.

"Sure. Let's lie on the bed." He climbed onto the queen sized bed and motioned for me to join him. "I want to take my time stretching you out for my cock. Will you let me knot you again?"

My mouth had to be gaping as I stood and stared at him. "Let you? I need you to. Have you really never knotted someone's mouth before?" I crawled over the bed to straddle his lap once more. This was my favorite place to be for sure. His hands automatically came up to cup my ass.

"Never knotted anyone, period." His fingers flexed, kneading my ass cheeks as I felt him growing hard. "I've never been with an omega, and the betas, and even the occasional alpha I've bedded weren't into it."

"Moon above!" I said, dipping down to kiss along his chest. "They missed out." I punctuated my words with kisses up his throat and under his jaw. "You, too." Another kiss, this time to the corner of his mouth. "I know plenty of betas who love a knot!"

I kissed him properly, slipping my tongue inside his mouth to brush along his.

"This beta loves a knot. So let me have that first."

A hand reached for the bedside drawer, withdrawing a bottle of lube. "Sure thing, Dimples. "

Larken covered his fingers with the lube before circling my hole as we kissed and I rocked in his lap. I hoped he would be up for this again, because he was a fantastic kisser and I was sure he was going to rock my world when he finally got inside me.

He had long fingers that managed to hit that spot perfectly as he stretched me out. It wasn't long before my cock was leaking and I was whining into his neck.

"Ready, Dimples?" Lark asked as he withdrew his fingers and coated his cock with the lube.

What I wouldn't give to be an omega and produce my own slick. I pushed the bitter thought aside to focus on Larken.

"Yeah. Want me to ride you?"

He didn't answer, just lifted my hips, allowing me to grasp his cock and notch it at my wet hole. He'd really gone to town with the lube. I eased down slowly, gasping at the slight burn of how my hole spread to take him despite his careful stretching.

Larken kissed me deeply as I settled, the full length of him inside and lighting up every nerve. Goddess! His cock was glorious!

Starting slowly, I lifted up and down, adding a little swivel which made me moan loudly.

"Oh, fuck!" Larken gasped. He put his hands on my hips, guiding my movements as he watched me with his intense gaze .

I worked up and down until a sheen of sweat covered my body and my breath came in labored pants. Damn stamina hadn't quite returned.

Seeing I was tiring, Larken pushed me back to lie on the bed as he got to his knees between my spread thighs. He fit perfectly there as he lined up his cock and entered me again.

He thrust hard and fast, making me see stars as he hit my prostate with every pass. I reached down to stroke my aching dick and he swatted my hand away with a playful grin.

"Can you come on my cock, Dal?"

The confidence was so attractive. "Make me," I dared.

"Get ready for my knot."

Grasping a leg, he lifted it until it was set on his shoulder, changing the angle completely. "Oh!" I was beyond words.

Pumping his hips, Larken brought me closer and closer to the edge until the feeling of his knot expanding, further stretching my hole, tipped me over the edge.

I felt him come inside me as I erupted all over myself. My orgasm was so intense I swear I blacked out for a moment, only to wake draped over Larken, his knot still tying us together.

"Moon above! We need to do that again."

Larken chuckled. "Give me half an hour and maybe some water and you're on."