Page 30 of Cowgirl Omega


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“Oh God,” Shannon gasped.

It was the first time anyone had touched her there, aside from herself. She looked back at the alpha over her shoulder, and he thrust into her a few times. Then he withdrew his finger and sucked away the slippery juices that had gathered there, growling with satisfaction.

“You taste even better than you smell,” he said. “I’m gonna need some more of that. Alotmore.”

The alpha dropped down on all fours behind her, and with an animal growl, he pressed his face into the cleft of her ass. His warm, wet tongue rolled against her pussy, greedily lapping her hot juices. She tossed her head back and moaned with pleasure.

A rough hand caught her by the hair.

“Now, now,” Tanner said. “What did we tell you about making a racket?”

“But it feels so good,” Shannon whined as Logan continued working her over with his tongue.

Tanner clenched his fist tighter in her hair, making her gasp. With his other hand, he grazed the tip of his cock across her lips.

“Do you need me to help you be quiet?” he purred.

Shannon nodded.

“Alright then, open wide like a good little omega. That’s it. Just like that. Oh fuck…”

She whimpered softly as Tanner’s long, thick cock entered her mouth. Precum leaked onto her tongue, igniting her tastebuds with a sharp, sweet flavor that reminded her of wild honey. She swirled her tongue around his bell-shaped tip a few times, gathering more of that warm, sticky fluid. Then she started to take him deeper.

“That’s it,” Tanner whispered. “Take as much as you need.”

The alpha let Shannon set her own pace, sliding her lips a little farther down his shaft with each bob of her head until finally his tip was nudging at the top of her throat. That should have made her gag, but it didn’t. Something in the warm, musky scent coming off his skin seemed to signal to her body that this was where he belonged—deep, deep, inside her.

Behind her, Logan ceased his hungry licking. He raised himself up onto his knees and moved into position. His long, hot shaft glided along the cleft of her ass—once, twice—then he levered his cock downward until his tip was nestled between her folds.

“Are you ready?” he rumbled softly behind her. “Are you ready to take this alpha cock like a good little omega?”

“Mhm,” Shannon moaned through a full mouth.

Logan entered her slowly, stopping occasionally and drawing back before pushing even deeper. Her pussy stretched around his incredible girth, and she could feel every detail of him inside her, every ridge and rippling vein. At last, his tip came to rest against her back wall, and they both groaned in combined pleasure.

“Damn, you feel good, omega.”

Shannon wanted to tell him that he felt good too, but her mouth was busy with other things. She settled for some nonverbal communication instead, flexing her inner muscles to squeeze his hard shaft. The alpha growled in response. His hands clamped tightly onto her hips, and he began to move inside her with long, slow strokes.

Shannon shivered with excitement. Back at the ranch, she had spent more than a few sleepless nights wondering what it would feel like to be bred by an alpha. Now it was happening, and it felt even better than her wildest imaginings. It was filthy, sinful, depraved.

And it was exactly what she needed.

She surrendered herself to the alphas and their thrusting. Her body bounced back and forth between them while they fucked her from both ends. Their hard cocks pushed deeper inside her body, until it seemed as if their tips might meet somewhere in the middle.

Logan’s hands slid upward, his rough palms gliding over the bare, sweaty skin of Shannon’s back, and she realized with a sudden jolt of surprise that she was naked.

When this had begun, she’d been wearing her long underwear. The only way the alphas could have gotten her out of it would have been by ripping the garment to shreds, and she was pretty sure she would have noticed that.

What was happening?

Why was the ground suddenly so soft beneath her? She was supposed to be on her blanket spread out on the hard desert floor, but now it felt like she was on a feather mattress covered in fine satin sheets.

Shannon drew her mouth off Tanner’s cock and looked around in shock. The moon was low in the sky, and it seemed to be shining extra bright all of a sudden. Bright and hot.

Because it wasn’t the moon…

It was a spotlight…

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