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I scream around his cock as his hands push my hips down,smotheringhim with my cunt.
I release him from my mouth with apopand work him in my fist, my other hand reaching to cup his sac.
He slaps my ass and I lift my hips, smiling as I hear him gasp for air. “Holy fuck,” he hisses, his breath ghosting against my slit. “I’m not going to last long if you keep doing that.”
“Good,” I moan. “I want to taste your cum.”
I slide my mouth down around him again, pumping him while I lick his shaft.
His scent intensifies until his essence swarms around me, my inner Omega screaming with need.
When he returns his mouth back to my cunt and I lower my hips on his face, his cock swells and his balls tighten.
I swallow him deeper as he growls into my pussy, his cock slowly inflating in my mouth. Cum spurts out of him and onto my tongue, some dripping from my lips and falling onto his pubic bone.
When he’s almost fully inflated, I release him and roll onto my side and off his face, panting.
“Holy fuck,” he says finally, as we both struggle to catch our breath. “If I was in a bad mood before, it’s gone now.”
I giggle and stare at the ceiling, sweat dripping down my face.
“Good,” I murmur. “Maybe we should do this more often, just to make sure.”
He laughs. “Good idea.”
* * *
I washup in his bathroom, marveling at the giant claw tub and marble shower big enough for all four of us.
There’s a thought,my inner Omega muses, but I shove her into a corner of my mind.
She’s had enough fun.
But seeing Brock smile when I return melts my heart, and he pulls me into a standing hug, surprising me.
“Thank you,” he whispers, as I lean my head against his chest, listening to his heart.
But he’s not thanking me for the oral sex.
He’s thanking me for just being there.
For seeing through his façade.
“Always,” I murmur. “You don’t have to hide from me.”
He stiffens for just a moment, then hugs me tighter.
“You said you want to talk to me,” he says, taking my hand and pulling me to a brown loveseat near his antique bookshelf. “I’m listening.”
Reality comes crashing down as he looks at me with inquiring eyes.
They’re gentle and unbothered, and I almost don’t want to discuss this with him.
But I clear my throat and force myself to speak.
“I want to do something aboutEden,” I murmur, fidgeting with my fingers.
“And I want your help.”
