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I pull back, releasing his cock with a wet plop, and kissing the weeping head as I drag him by his knees.
Now his eyes are glassy for all the right reasons as he stares up at me with that glazed, fuck-me-dead look that has me aching to fulfill his every desire.
Pushing apart thighs dusted with soft blond hair, I kneel between his legs and lift his hips off the bed. His cock rides high and hard against his belly, glistening with pre-cum and my spit.
He’s dripping for me, silvery strands of slick falling to the sheets, soaking them with his scent and his need.
“Ready for me?” I kiss his navel, licking down the hard plane of his stomach, all the way to his slick-soaked crease.
Hand to god, his slick tastes like cider apples.
It doesn’t, but pheromones are a fucking mind trip.
His sweetness makes me crave him every moment of every fucking day, and I wonder what he sees in me that even lets him tolerate me when I’ve treated him so shitty.
I swear, I’ll make it up to him.
I swear, I’ll worship him the way he deserves.
I swear, I’ll burn away the image of Lilah pressed between us, my cock buried in her sweet pussy while Orion fucks her from behind.
I tease my tongue inside him, making him buck and whine. His scent sharpens with need. “Please. Don’t fucking tease… I can’t… I need…”
I’d do fucking anything to be worthy of him.
I slide off my belt, kick off my pants, and free the straining length of my cock. It’s thick with need for him, my balls drawn up as my knot swells at the base, aching to sink inside his ass.
Orion licks his lips, gaze locked on my knot. Hypnotized, he crawls to me, drawn to me the same way I’m drawn to him. It’s not his mouth I’m craving tonight.
I grab him by the hips and flip him so he can brace against the headboard because I’m about to rail the shit out of him.
Slow, gentle, I remind myself, not giving into the rising violence that wants to rut and fuck ‘til he’s screaming my name.
I work him open with my fingers, but it doesn’t take much with an omega, his ass already slick and ready for my cock.
When four fingers slide inside and he starts to rock back, trying to fuck himself, I grip his hips hard and line my tip at his entrance.
“Are you ready for me, Omega?” I tease his hole with my thick cock, loving the way his greedy hole twitches.
“Yes, yes.” He arches his back.
Gripping his hips with one hand and my shaft with the other, I guide myself inside him.
“Fuuuuck.” Pressure, slow and steady. He’s hot. So fucking hot, the way he flutters around my cock, wetting it with his addictive slick.
He moans as I slide inside, working to take my thick cock to the base. I don’t stop until my knot rests against him, throbbing, aching to bury itself in his heat. I push until he’s sitting on my lap, head bouncing against my shoulder, grabbing the headboard like it’s the only thing keeping him from shattering.
“Knot?” I ask roughly.
“Need it,” he gasps, trying to bounce, to force it inside. His weeping cock presses hard against his belly, the tip red with ache and longing.
I feel the rut just below the surface.
The mindless need to fuck and bite and claim him until he’s coming apart, nothing but need for my cock.
I clamp him close and start to rock my knot inside him, deeper, deeper, deeper with each stroke of my hips.
Finally, impatiently, Orion clenches his inner muscles, sucking me inside. Hot blood rushes, inflating my knot until I’m stretching every inch of him, our bodies bound so tightly that the frantic beat of his heart echoes in my chest.
