Knot me on ice, Captain(BL)-Chapter 172: Knot deep in Claim

Leo

I pushed in slowly, inch by inch, stretching him open around my cock until I bottomed out with a low groan.

He was so tight, so hot even through the condom, that my vision blurred for a second.

"God... you feel perfect," I breathed, voice shaking. "So fucking tight around me... like you were made for this."

I started moving — deep, rolling thrusts that dragged against his prostate on every stroke.

Miller’s hands flew to my back, his nails digging in as he moaned my name like a prayer.

"Leo... fuck, harder... give it to me."

I snapped my hips faster, pounding into him with sharp, rhythmic strokes.

The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, mixed with the wet squelch of lube and our ragged breathing.

Every thrust made his cock leak steadily onto his stomach.

I leaned down, biting along his collarbone while I fucked him harder.

"You like being under me, don’t you? My big, strong alpha... taking every inch like a good boy."

Miller whined and wrapped his legs tighter around my waist. "Yes— fuck, yes. Don’t stop. Fill me up, Leo. I want to feel you for days."

I sat up, grabbed his hips, and drove into him with long, punishing strokes, angling perfectly to hit that spot over and over.

With each thrust, I released more pheromones, staking my claim on him.

Miller’s eyes rolled back, his mouth open on a constant stream of moans and curses.

"Touch yourself," I commanded.

He wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked in time with my thrusts.

"Look at me when you come," I growled, slamming into him harder. "I want to watch you fall apart on my cock."

Miller’s eyes snapped open and he screamed out loud. "Leo... I’m— fuck, I’m so close but not yet," he said and without warning, he surged up and flipped us again, slamming me onto my back.

Before I could protest, he was straddling my hips, his knees planted on either side of me, his slick, cum-streaked hole hovering right above my still-hard cock.

"My turn now," he growled, voice low and dangerous. "You got to fuck me... now I’m gonna ride you like my life depends on it."

He grabbed my cock, gave it two firm strokes, then lined it up with his dripping hole.

In one smooth motion, he sank all the way down, taking every inch until his ass was flush against my hips.

"Fuuuuck—" I groaned, hands flying to his thighs as the tight heat enveloped me again.

Miller didn’t give me time to adjust. He planted his hands on my chest and started riding me like a man possessed — hard, fast, and deep.

I felt it all.

He didn’t ride like an alpha who was used to topping. He rode me like he had been bottoming for a long time.

Miller’s hips slammed down repeatedly, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing obscenely through the room. Every time he dropped down, he ground his ass in a filthy circle, making sure my cock dragged perfectly against his prostate.

"Shit— Leo," he panted as he threw his head back. "Your cock feels so fucking good inside me. It’s so thick, so deep. I can feel you in my guts."

I groaned in response.

He began to ride me faster, bouncing on my cock while his thick cock slapped against his abs with every downward thrust as his hole stretched tight around my shaft, taking me over and over.

I gripped his ass hard, fingers digging into the meaty flesh. "Fuck, Miller... you’re taking me so well. Look at you — riding my cock, you big bad alpha."

Miller moaned loudly, his pace turning brutal. "Yeah? You like that? Like watching this alpha bounce on your dick?" He leaned forward, bracing one hand beside my head as he fucked himself harder. "I’m gonna milk every drop out of you. Gonna ride you until you fill me up again."

The wet, squelching sounds grew louder as he slammed down repeatedly. His hole clenched rhythmically around me.

"Damn!" I moaned. "I love it when you talk dirty to me. Keep riding me even faster."

I could feel my knot starting to swell at the base of my cock and wondered if Miller would want me to knot him.

"I’m getting close," I warned. "My knot’s coming up. You sure you can take it?"

Miller nodded. "As long as it’s you, I’ll take anything."

That was all it took for me to flip him over again. I hooked his legs higher over my shoulders and thrust in deeper.

When the knot finally swelled fully, I pushed it past his tight rim with one firm thrust.

Miller let out a low, broken groan as the thick bulge stretched him wide and locked us together. "Fuck... it’s so big. I can feel it locking inside me. It feels so... so good," he said, panting. "Can’t believe I am taking a knot from an enigma."

I chuckled as I buried my face against his neck, breathing hard as the first wave of my orgasm hit. "Shit— I’m coming."

My cock pulsed hard, spilling deep into the condom while the knot kept us sealed tight. Every throb felt endless and I released more of my pheromones.

Miller shuddered beneath me, his hole clenching rhythmically around my knot as he came again, warm spurts landing between our stomachs.

I kept grinding into him in shallow movements, drawing out every last pulse until we were both trembling against each other.

When the intensity finally started to fade, I stayed buried inside him, the knot still fully swollen and locking us together.

I pressed my forehead to his, both of us breathing raggedly.

Miller’s hand came up to the back of my neck, his thumb brushing over my buzz cut.

"Jesus, Leo..." he muttered, his voice sounding wrecked. "Your knot is no joke."

I let out a tired, satisfied huff against his skin. "Told you enigmas aren’t like regular alphas. Now you know."

Miller chuckled weakly, his arms wrapping loosely around me. "Yeah... I’m definitely feeling that and I enjoyed every moment of it."