(MILES)
My cock jerks and I rub my cheek along Arlo's thigh, taking in the scent of his slick while holding out against my instincts. I can't stop myself. Even alphas with the most control wouldn't be able to resist him. I need to fill him. I need to give my omega what he wants.
I bite my jaw and squeeze my eyes shut. I work him with my fingers faster and deeper, letting out a stream of ragged breaths and he clenches around me and comes. He cusses, sobs and whimpers, begging me for my knot.
"Not enough, not enough...please, please alpha," he begs, coming down from his orgasm. "Not enough. Knot me, please...if you love me at all—"
"I love you, baby. You are my everything."
