I gave the back of his neck a gentle squeeze. “How do you feel about giving me a taste?”
“Yes,” he said, immediately sinking to the floor.
Fuck. I hadn’t even had to tell him.
I ran my bulky fingers through his hair as he undid my kilt, letting it fall to the floor.
I watched his reaction. His eyes widened as they feasted on my cock, his shock making me even harder.
My cock was thick, dark green, with piercings up the underside. It was a solid 12 inches, large enough to make Alex whimper.
“Fuck,” he whispered hoarsely.
I was about to say something, but then he slid his hands up my thighs and gripped my shaft. My head fell back with a grunt and I gripped the top of his head.
“Get a taste, boy,” I growled.
“Yes, Daddy,” he gasped.
I felt the tip of his tongue swirl over the tip and then his lips around the head, sucking me into sweet heat.
I looked down at him, my blood burning with need. I wanted to throw him on the bed and introduce him to my cock properly, to let the whole lodge know that this human was mine and mine alone.
I was fighting that hunger again, that need to possess him in every way possible. I gripped his hair, yanking his head back to look up at me.
“Suck my balls while you stroke me,” I growled. “I’ll give you a couple of minutes to taste me, and then I’m going to show you the grounds. Make it count.”
Alex nodded, licking his lips. I let go of his head and he didn’t waste a moment, gripping my cock as he took one of my balls into his mouth.
Fuck. My nipples hardened, my body aching. I was about to go into a full rut, an overwhelming heat that would make me want to fuck Alex over and over again.
“You do a good job,” I groaned. “Sucking me like that. You can stroke harder, you’re not gonna hurt me.”
He moaned, his hands moving up and down my shaft with more pressure. His palms felt great against the piercings, adding even more stimulation.
“Once you taste my cum, you won’t want to stop,” I groaned.
He sucked harder and then surprised me by licking up the underside of my shaft. His hands moved down to my balls, giving them a gentle squeeze just as he fit his lips back over the head of my cock.
Fuck. I was close to cumming. Even though I had been convinced I could wait until tonight, I knew it had to be now.
My hips thrust forward and he took as much of me as he could, his muffled cry echoing through the room.
“Fuuuck,” I groaned.
My willpower finally snapped and I leaned over, scooping him up off the floor and throwing him over my shoulders.
“Oh god,” he yelped.
I tossed him onto the end of my bed, crawling on top of him and pinning him down.
“Remember your word,” I growled. “Remember to tell me to stop if you need me to.”
“Please don’t stop,” he begged, thrusting his hips up.
I felt his cock against mine, only separated by the thin layer of denim. I felt the lust overcome me, my senses drowned in his heavenly scent.
He wanted me as much as I wanted him.