His Mafia Prince
Chapter 147: Fill me, Alpha

Chapter 147: Fill me, Alpha

(MILES)

Arlo begins to lower my swimsuit and then steps out of his and the boxers. I notice how he keeps his eyes averted. I bet that he is anxious about what I want to do to him, which I very well understand and appreciate.

"Turn on the water." I nod behind him at one of the shower taps.

He gracefully moves over, his back to me and I get tempted to the point of biting my fist. His pale skin looks heavenly. Looking at Arlo’s milky skin makes me want to mark him all over. I want to suck him, maybe bite him a little. Purple wouldn’t look so bad on him...

I shake my head to rid myself of the nasty thoughts, even though I know that it is nearly impossible. He turns on the water and places a hand beneath the shower until it warms up then steps under.

I walk towards him like some prey stalking its predator. Even so, I know that this is supposed to be about cleaning. I should just help him clean up and not get carried away by other things.

I step into the shower with him. I love that I’m three inches taller than him. That way, he has to angle his face up to look at me when we are close. Also, it’s not like there isn’t enough room in here, but when we are stark naked together, we like to forget about the concept of space. I like it that way. I want us to spend this time pressed against each other.

"You’re so beautiful, Arlo." I gaze down at his so tempting lips. They are soft and plush with a pale pinkish hue that I just want to suck on for hours until it’s red.

"Am I?" he smiles.

"You are." I tug him to my chest and my cock jumps. We both look down at our dicks grazing on each other’s. I jerk my hips forward just enough to rub my erect cock against his. He sucks in a breath loudly as he looks back up at me.

I want nothing more in the world than to grind our dicks on each other until we both come silly. I reach out on the shower gel dispenser on the wall and rub it together just to get some nice lather forming.

My gaze meets Arlo’s as he stares back up at me. His lips press together into a grim line as he stands still. I place my soaped hands on his chest and start rubbing his pecs and shoulders slowly up to his neck. I watch his face while at it. His breathing keeps picking up by the second as my hands trace down his abs to his pelvis. He leans back a bit to rest on the wall behind him and I drop to my knees.

"Shit..." he whispers.

"Easy there baby," I grin wickedly as I stroke his cock in my fist. "We’re just cleaning up, right?" I move my hands down to his balls and he glues his eyes shut.

"That’s feels..." he begins but I move down to lather the foam to his thighs and he scowls. "Why’d you stop?"

I laugh gruffly then glance up at him. "What’d I just tell you?"

He rolls his eyes. "You are no fun."

I move down to his legs and his feet. I’m not a feet kind of guy but Arlo’s are nice. I don’t know why his feet loom so nice suddenly, but even more, I look at his face while I massage them. I could do this forever but I keep reminding myself that we only have two days.

I get up and he breathes out harshly.

"Turn around, baby," I instruct. My tone is hoarse with primal hunger. I can’t hide it. I want to take him so badly right now, and my dick is throbbing with need. Being able to touch him all over, gently caress his soft body, it’s almost unreal. I’m mere seconds from fucking him on this wall, then again I have to remind myself that he isn’t healed fully yet.

And now, I’m doing his back. How the fuck am I supposed to focus?

He turns and presses his lithe palms on the wall, sticking his ass out a little until it is right in front of my dick. I can’t help but drool.

I blink harder trying to keep my focus then take more soap in my hands. I begin to rub it on his shoulder blades slowly to his back. I can’t stop myself from pushing into him. My hard dick slips into the crack of his ass and he lets out a soft groan. I drop my head slightly forward, breathing faint hot breaths on the nape of his neck. He shivers.

"Baby..."I swallow.

"Hmmm..."

"You’re a revelation, baby. Do you know how incredible it feels to be deep inside you?"

He shakes his head. "No." Then turns to face me. "Your ass is fucking great, baby," I murmur then suck on his ear lobe gently.

He purrs then pushes his ass back into me. "Fuck me." He sounds like he is begging. "Fuck me again, right now."

I force myself to keep calm.

"I know you want to." He teases me.

I massage his ass cheeks for a bit until he drops his head against the tiled wall. I slink my fingers between his cheeks and begin to slide up and down his rim with soap and his slick.

"Of course. How can I not want to?" I hold back at some far-fetched attempt to control myself. I can’t fuck him again. Can I?

Cant I?

His slicked-up hole makes it easy for me to slide in and out, trailing around his rim, down to his taint and back up. Washing. That’s all. Washing it.

Arlo is trembling. His breaths are harsher than mine now. I give up trying to control myself and stuff a finger inside his hole. He gasps and tightens around it. I press a gentle kiss on his neck.

"Relax baby." I coat his neck with more kisses and swirl my finger inside him. "I came in here last night, baby. I need to clean you up."

"Y...yeah. I know." He says. I notice that he is relaxing and I take the opportunity to slide another soapy slicked-up finger in. He mewls.

My fingers stroke leisurely in and out. I like the soft warm feel of his rim as I push my fingers inside. I smash my erection onto his ass cheeks while I clean his hole. His ragged breaths echo all over. My head feels fuzzy. I’m getting lost in a fog of lust. This steam around us has nothing to do with the water anymore.

My whole body tightens from fingering my omega’s ass. His cock is drooling incessantly on the floor. I’m aching all over to do what nature intends for me to do, impale Arlo with my cock and fuck him until we are wrecked with cum, pleasure and orgasms and knot him as I fill him with my seed.

He turns on the shower and the water washes the lather off him. I kneel and kiss his inner thighs, watching how his slick pulses on my fingers to my arm. The heady scent of it fills the shower. I rut my cock against his ass resisting the urge to remove my fingers and replace them with it.

Arlo is delirious now. He is clearly aching with need. So far, my fingers have just prevented the aching lust in him but I’m certain that won’t last long. It won’t satisfy him the way a knot would. I push my fingers knuckles deep. "That’s it, baby..." he whimpers. "You feel that?"

I kiss his thigh and nod.

"Push into me baby, more please."

I push my fingers in more but I have a feeling it won’t do the trick. He moans and swallows it as I grab his hip. He tries to hunch down and swallow more of my fingers, wanting them deeper as though he is attempting to get his womb to swallow them.

For all I know, it isn’t safe. I’m afraid I might hurt him if he keeps doing this. But then he is out of control himself.

"Don’t you want to fill me up?" he asks.

"Of course I want to."

"Then show me. Show me how much you want to. Now, please. Now." He pleads, his voice breaking. "Please, please...fill me alpha. I need you so bad. It hurts."

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