18. Miles

MILES

Miles was waiting for Juno in his room and had changed positions four times already. He’d vetoed waiting on the bed (too come hither) and didn’t trust himself not to accidentally knock his (securely wall mounted) TV over with a nervous twitch if he stood near it.

He’d settled on hovering by the plant, pretending to inspect the leaves.

“You can eat a girl out twice in the back of your packmate’s car but this is what you’re shitting yourself over,” he muttered to himself.

The snick of the door opening had him whipping around immediately. Juno slid into his room through the tiniest gap possible like she was in stealth mode. She nervously tucked her hair behind her ear before stopping short, a tiny gasp escaping.

“Do you like it?” Nice, he sounded about 20% casual and only 2000% desperate for approval.

After her last visit, he’d thrown himself into redesigning his room, adding the soft touches an omega craved while still making sure it fit what he loved. There was now a circular oversized armchair perfect for curling up on, with two of the cosiest blankets he could find draped over it. Warm beige linen sheets replaced stark white on his bed, and while he couldn’t bring himself to add a chaos of cushions, he did add several thick pillows to his two sad ones. A sculptural terracotta floor lamp cast the entire room in a diffused orange glow. Even he had to admit it was nicer to be in his room now compared to before.

“You did this for me?”

She was wearing one of Everett’s oversized shirts (he had insisted and Miles wasn’t about to go head-to-head with whatever alpha idiosyncrasy he was dealing with), having just showered in the guest bathroom. It was attached to a guest bedroom that Miles had designed to be able to convert into a nest if needed. But she didn’t need to know that.

Yet.

“I wanted you to be comfortable here.” An errant hair on her neck was gently brushed away and she shivered at the graze of his fingers on her skin.

“Yeah? And why is that?”

“To hopefully convince you to stay the night.” His hands were at her waist now, lightly massaging her hips.

“And what would I be doing if I stayed?”

His grip suddenly tightened as he pulled their bodies flush together, grinding his hard length against her. She moaned, arms flying around his neck and her lips finding his.

“I could eat out your pussy again?”

She made a distinct noise of dissatisfaction, kissing him harder. It forced him backwards and his legs hit the edge of the bed.

“Or maybe I could jerk off while you finger yourself?”

Juno pushed him on the bed with an angry shove.

“Miles, I want you to fuck me,” she ordered him, eyes ablaze as she whipped off Everett’s shirt and tossed it over her shoulder before descending on him.

Fuck, he didn’t get a good enough look at those bouncy little tits. He’d have to settle for tasting them instead. Sliding downward, he took one dark brown Hershey Kiss nipple into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. His other hand found its sister and gently squeezed. So soft. It was a crime he couldn’t have both in his mouth at once.

Juno was working very hard to divest him of his clothing and he was doing his best to be as distracting as possible. Kisses, licks, nibbles everywhere.

“You want me to put on a condom, beautiful?” he asked. She shook her head, pulling his face back to hers for a bruising kiss. “I’ve got an IUD in.” Another kiss and the scent of sweet peach nectar everywhere. “Now, Miles. I want to feel you.”

A more sane man would have obeyed the omega lying in their bed, legs spread and eyes bottomless with want; but Miles was clearly not that man. “Well, the last time you were in this bed…” Miles held the base of his cock and gave her clit a light tap with the head. She twitched, her hips thrusting involuntarily. “Your wicked little ways gave me an idea.” Her pussy was glistening and dripping slick as he notched his cock at her entrance.

“Miles, please.”

He bent down to give her a filthy kiss, tongue invading her mouth. “You asked so nicely,” he murmured against her lips. “But I want to have some fun first.”

Instead of pushing forward into her tight wet heat, he thrust upwards, sliding his cock along the lips of her pussy. Fuck, what a visual — seeing himself almost, almost enter her before he denied her, her pussy lips hugging the sides of his dick. One glide and he was already saturated. He angled his tip on his next thrust, grinding along her clit. Another thrust then another, rougher, over and over her swollen little nub.

Her hands slid down his back, and on the next press of his hips she pulled him closer, trying to seal their bodies together. In a flash, Miles had her hands in his, loosely pinned over her head. Making sure she could feel that she could slip free if she wanted. He gave her a decadent kiss on her neck, ignoring her aggravated little whine. His length lay hot against her thigh leaving a streak of wetness.

“I’ll fuck you when I’m ready, gorgeous.” He could just live on the pleasurable torment on her face forever. Seeing her so desperate for release that only he could give her was a drug.

Miles guided her hands down to her thighs, spreading her even wider. “Hold yourself open for me, won’t you?” His tone was mild but his searing gaze was anything but.

“Fuck, you’re evil,” Juno bit out. Tight hardened nipples arched into the air as she displayed her drenched slit for him. He took hold of his shaft again — one more little clit tap that had her cursing at him — before gliding the head down through her slick folds and letting the tip push slightly in before withdrawing again.

“Miles, your cock, I need, I can’t, fuck, please.” She was barely coherent and his bed was now flooded with her arousal.

He continued his tormenting little presses — just the tip — while his fingers found her clit. Small, tight movements up and down, up and down, mimicking the slide of his cockhead earlier to kick her pleasure to new heights until—

“I want you to come on my cock, Juno,” Miles demanded as he slid home. She shattered and very nearly took him with her. He was so focused on driving her to insanity he wasn’t prepared for how hot, soaked and perfect her cunt was as it pulsed over and over with her delayed orgasm. He held her, raining light little kisses across her cheek and fucking her in long strokes until her tensed body finally relaxed.

He felt her mouth graze his ear. “My turn.”

She guided his still hard cock out of her, and gave his shoulders a hard push. The momentum carried him onto his back, catching him off guard as she swung one leg over, lined him up and sank down. They both let out twin noises of satisfaction.

Then she began to ride.

There was no more teasing, only her vicious single-minded determination to get him to come as quickly as possible.

“Fuck, I’m not going to last.” She took that as a challenge and rode him harder, her ass cheeks slapping loudly on his thighs. Miles sucked in a sharp breath and her scent hit him like a sledgehammer. It was dangerous, so fucking dangerous, because he would do anything to relive this again and again. “You want my cum in this pussy, gorgeous?” Miles managed to grit out.

She leaned in close. “I want to feel it inside me.”

He was done for.

Miles could feel the pressure building to the point of no return. Gripping her hips, he fucked her deep, groaning as he filled her. Was he going to come this hard every fucking time with her? He could feel her watching him, this satisfied little omega getting everything she wanted.

“I was meant to make you come again,” he mumbled, fighting to keep his eyes open.

Juno kissed his forehead and held him against her sweat-sheened chest. “If you think I’m in any way disappointed with the amount of orgasms I’ve had tonight, there’s something seriously wrong with you.”

He managed to muster up the strength to clean the both of them up before spooning Juno against his chest. His final thought before he drifted off was how he really did like having soft things in his room.