Chapter 171: Enigma’s Filthy Claim
Leo
Miller’s eyes roamed over my bare chest like he was seeing me for the first time.
"Fuck..." he breathed, his hands immediately sliding up my torso. His warm palms explored every inch of my chest and stomach. "Your clothes really do cover up this beautiful body. What a damn shame but I am glad that I am seeing it now."
Before I could respond, he surged up and kissed me again — deep, hungry, and full of pent-up need.
His hands never stopped moving as they stroked over my skin, his thumbs brushing across my nipples in a way that made me gasp into his mouth.
I could feel how hard he was beneath me, pressing insistently against my thigh through the thin sweatpants.
I kissed him back just as fiercely, my fingers threading through his hair as I rocked my hips slowly against his, drawing a low groan from deep in his chest.
His fingers stopped again on my bare chest, thumbs circling my nipples until they hardened under his touch.
I rocked my hips against him again, feeling the hard length of his cock straining against his sweatpants.
"Fuck, Leo," he groaned. "You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you like this. Naked. On top of me. I dream about it every day."
I leaned down and bit his bottom lip, tugging it between my teeth. "Then stop talking and do something about it."
He flipped us again in one smooth motion, pinning me beneath his bigger body. His mouth attacked my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks, then moved lower. He dragged his tongue across my chest, flicking over one nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
I arched up with a sharp gasp.
When he reached the waistband of the borrowed sweatpants, he yanked them down along with my underwear in one tug, freeing my cock.
It slapped against my stomach, already hard and leaking.
Miller’s eyes darkened with hunger. "Look at you... so fucking pretty and hard for me. Oh Doc, you got some massive cock right there for your small body."
I grinned.
Miller didn’t waste time as he wrapped one big hand around the base of my cock and leaned down, dragging his tongue slowly from the base all the way to the tip, licking up the bead of precum that had gathered there.
"Miller—" I breathed.
He hummed and took me into his mouth in one smooth motion, sucking me deep until I hit the back of his throat.
The wet heat was overwhelming and my legs started shaking from pleasure.
Miller bobbed his head, hollowing his cheeks, his tongue swirling around the head every time he pulled back.
The obscene wet sounds filled the room as he sucked me off with filthy enthusiasm.
"Fuck... your mouth—" I moaned, my hips twitching. "The suction pressure is... optimal. The tongue-to-frenulum ratio is—"
Miller pulled off my cock with a wet pop, laughing against my thigh.
"Please, not now, Doc. No medical terms while I’m sucking your dick."
I glared down at him, cheeks flushed. "It’s a perfectly valid observation—"
He cut me off by slapping my ass hard.
The sharp sting made me jolt and moan loudly.
"Turn over," he ordered.
I obeyed, rolling onto my stomach. Miller grabbed my hips and pulled my ass up, spreading my cheeks. He leaned in and sank his teeth into one firm cheek, biting hard enough to make me hiss in pleasure. Then he did the same to the other side, leaving red marks.
"Such a perfect ass," he growled, slapping it again, harder this time. The sound echoed. "Been dreaming about marking it up."
He spread me wider and dragged his tongue over my hole, licking and sucking until I was shaking and pushing back against his face, moaning shamelessly.
"Miller... ah— the stimulation is... highly effective—"
He slapped my ass again, laughing breathlessly. "Doc, I swear to God, if you start diagnosing my tongue technique right now, I’m going to edge you for hours."
I buried my face in the pillow to muffle another moan as he went back to eating me out, his tongue working me open while his hand stroked my cock from behind.
The pleasure was intense, overwhelming, and for once, I didn’t try to analyze it.
I just let myself feel and I couldn’t take it anymore.
The way Miller’s tongue was working me open, filthy and relentless, had me shaking — but I was an enigma, and enigmas didn’t stay on the bottom.
I twisted suddenly, using every bit of strength I had to flip us.
Miller landed on his back with a surprised grunt, and I straddled his hips, pinning his wrists to the mattress above his head.
"My turn," I growled.
Miller’s eyes were blown wide with lust, his chest heaving. "Fuck yes, Doc. Take what you want."
I leaned down and kissed him hard, biting his lip until he moaned into my mouth. Then he pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes.
"I want to smell you... your real scent. Let me have all of you, Leo."
I nodded and closed my eyes. Now that I was here and we were taking things forward, I stopped holding back and released my pheromones.
The room was instantly filled with the thick, heady scent of bitter black ink and charred sandalwood.
It rolled over us like smoke from a wildfire, wrapping around Miller until his pupils blew out completely and a broken groan tore from his throat.
"Jesus Christ, Leo... that’s fucking intoxicating," he rasped, his hips jerking up against me. "It smells like you own me already. You smelled so damn sweet and powerful."
I smirked and reached down, yanking his sweatpants off in one rough tug. His cock sprang free, massive, thick and leaking.
I wrapped my hand around it and stroked him slowly while I ground my own hard cock against his thigh.
Miller’s head fell back. "Lube... top drawer. Condoms too. Please."
I stretched over him, still pinning one of his wrists, and grabbed both. I tore the condom open with my teeth and rolled it down my own cock then slicked myself generously with lube.
I poured more onto my fingers and pushed two straight into him without warning.
He was an alpha and he didn’t produce slick like omegas so I had to get him prepared.
Miller moaned loudly, his back arching off the bed.
"Fuck... Leo... more."
I scissored him open fast and thorough, curling my fingers until I found that spot that made him curse and tremble.
When he was panting and pushing back onto my hand, I pulled out, lined myself up, and pressed the head of my cock against his hole.
"Look at me," I ordered.
Miller’s green eyes locked onto mine with desperate need.