Page 4 of A Farmer’s Guide To Gamers

Pushing that thought out of my head I straddled him, my ass towards his face and backed up until my slick-drenched pussy was right over his face. I looked down and saw him staring up at my body as if it had every answer he’d ever searched for.

“Get to work, alpha, and use that tongue on me,” I ordered him. “And you’re going to want to hold onto my thighs for this.”

Focusing on him I saw that while he wasn’t completely soft he definitely wasn’t hard anymore.

Perfect.

I gently wrapped my hand around his length and licked his head like it was my favorite candy. His entire body jerked as if he had been electrocuted. He cried out and I sat my pussy on his face, reminding him what he should be focused on.

Jack’s strong fingers clenched my thighs as he started eating my pussy.

I chuckled at his enthusiasm that was definitely making up for his lack of experience.

Leaning down I took his entire length into my mouth, moaning at the salty taste of him and the hint of cum still on him. Swirling my tongue around his hard cock, I could feel his moans vibrating against my sensitive flesh.

His scent intensified, mixing with my own as he licked me with renewed fervor as I teased him back to hardness. It wasn’t long before his knot threatened to start to swell.

I sat up with a gasp, his hard length now throbbing and standing up, any hint of softness now long gone. Not letting my pussy leave his mouth I caught my breath.

The alpha didn’t mind, given the way one hand moved to rub my soft stomach and the other reached up to cup a breast.

My head fell back as I gave into the sensations pulsing through me. Had I ever had this much slick for an alpha?

I tried to hover over him, giving him a break, but he growled and pulled me back down, sucking hard on my clit and letting go of my stomach to push two fingers into my core.

“Fuck,” I cursed as he curled his fingers. It might have been an accident, but it worked, teasing the sensitive spot that was aching for a knot. I came again, hearing his low moan as he lapped up the slick that he’d been rewarded with.

I gently moved off of him as the orgasm subsided. He sucked in a breath, but his eyes were as bright as his smile.

“That was… incredible,” he husked, his voice deeper than ever and his cock now leaking from how turned on he was.

“And you haven’t even given me your knot,” I shot back as I moved off of him and pulled him up. He grabbed the condoms but I took them from him, tearing one off and opening it, before gently rolling it into place, making sure it fit over his knot.

I took the place he vacated, presenting like a good omega, on my knees, legs parted, cheek pressed into my soft sheets that no longer smelled like just me.

“You’re so sexy, omega,” he praised, his voice a reverent whisper that had a soft, goofy smile forming on my lips.

“Then knot me, alpha,” I demanded. “Now.” My omega was needy now, pushy in a way I wasn’t used to.

Again, my good boy followed my orders, kneeling behind me and lining himself up. He didn’t need encouragement to sink inside of me.

We both moaned as he filled me, his fingers digging into my hips as he held on for dear life, his breathing ragged and almost pained.

“I didn’t know it could feel this good,” he admitted in that far too honest way of his. I was starting to adore it. With him, it seemed you’d know exactly what he was thinking.

“Move,” I demanded, wiggling my hips. He pulled out slowly before snapping his hips forward. His movements were careful, as if he were testing it, before he couldn’t help himself.

Then the alpha started to truly fuck me, his movements hurried, praise falling from his lips in a steady stream that was adorable.

My omega was soaking it all in, loving the knot already threatening to expand, the scent, the man.

He froze, breathing hard and cursing. It was a close call, but he hadn’t come yet. I waited, letting him get his bearings before he started to fuck me again, movements just as frantic.

“Make me come, alpha,” I demanded, reaching back for one hand and guiding it around me. He followed my lead so beautifully, his fingers finding my sensitive clit, circling it as quickly as his movements.

My fingers curled in the sheets, my own breathing just as ragged as he fucked me.

The slick that was seeping around his cock made his movements smooth as he continued to slam his hips forward, his fingers doing the same, though admittedly a bit more gently. The movements were jerky and desperate, and fuck, I felt the same.