I take a few more bites, but it’s hard to focus on the flavor anymore.
Something brushes the inside of my thigh and I yelp.
Morgan’s toes press closer to my throbbing cock, and I drop my fork.
“I didn’t say you could stop,” Morgan says.
I whine, forcing myself to pick up my fork and choke down another bite. I manage a couple more before Morgan’s toes curl around my shaft and I stifle a moan.
“Did I tell you to be quiet?” she demands.
I freeze. My brain whirls. “N-no?”
“Then don’t be,” she says, pressing harder.
I moan aloud, gasping and bracing myself against the table. I’m dizzy again, my whole body electrified with the sensation.
“Don’t stop eating,” she snaps. “C’mon, can’t you do two things at once?”
I most certainly cannot, so I scoop the largest bite I can and force it down in one swallow, then gulp down the rest.
Morgan laughs and digs her toes in.
My head tips back, throat bobbing as I swallow.
“If you want to choke on my cock that bad, you could just say so.”
Fuck, I don’t know how much more of this I can take. But what else can I do? I can’t string two thoughts together. All I can do is moan.
But then Morgan’s foot is gone, and she picks up ourplates and drops them in the sink.
She returns to stand behind me and drags her claws through my hair, pulling it back from the collar, sending sparks down my spine.
“Here’s what we’re going to do today,” she whispers into my ear. “While I’ve still got some… restraint. I’m going to make you beg.”
“Please—”
“Ah-ah-ah. You are notallowedto beg. You are going to do your very,verybest not to beg. Do you understand?”
Oh fuck. “Yes, alpha.”
“This is going to befun,” she purrs, running her fingers down my chest. “For me.” She flexes her claws, dragging them back up.
“Ohgod…”
“I’myour god now,” she hisses in my ear.
“Mor…”
“That’s better.”
Her hands drop to my lower stomach, and my hips jump up to meet her.
“Greedy, greedy,” she scolds.
“I can’t help it…”
She pinches the tip of my cock, and I straighten.
