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Without preamble, I push three fingers into his hole, feeling his slick soak them and run down my palm. Dylan starts to tremble, then explodes into my mouth. I swallow quickly, his heady taste making my cock leak, wanting to be inside him so bad.
But I wait. I need to taste his slick. As Dylan is catching his breath, I remove his cock from between my lips, grinning up at him. “Bring that ass up here,” I tell him, watching his eyes grow wide.
“Huh?”
“Sit on my face. Come on. I need your flavor down my throat baby.”
With a salacious grin, Dylan adjusts himself until his ass is directly in my face. Reaching up, I grip his hips, bringing his hole closer to my mouth. I lick my lips, imagining the taste of him.
I don’t have to imagine long. As soon as his hole is close to me, I clamp my lips around him, sucking him and swirling my tongue inside. I groan, gripping his tighter as I fuck with my tongue. Dylan starts to ride my tongue, his hips swiveling in an obscene way. His moans of pleasure turn me on, my dick leaking so much, my precum running down my thigh.
I lick and suck, tease and taste, gripping his hips and thighs for dear life. I swallow over and over, getting his slick into me. Feeling closer to my omega.
Dylan keens and I feel him stroking his cock furiously. “Let me ride you, baby. I want to come with you inside me. Want your knot.”
After taking one long swipe of his hole, I move him down, angle him over my cock and lower him on my dick. We both moan, his warm asshole sucking me in. Dylan takes over from there, riding me hard, ass bouncing quickly. I just lie back and take it, letting him get off.
My knot tingles and I know I’ll blow my load soon. I want Dylan to come first, but I don’t think I’ll last. He’s so good on top, riding me hard like he knows I like.
“Just like that, baby,” I grunt, slapping his ass before I grip it tight. “I’m close. So close.”
He grins down at me and grinds on my cock, rolling his hips and I can’t take it. I arch my back and blow, my knot expanding as I shoot my load into him. His womb doesn’t catch it this time, but I’ve erupted into him enough to coat his insides many times over.
After my balls are empty, Dylan raises his heels beside me and squats over me, bouncing against my knot. “Fuck, alpha. This feels so good. Your knot is so fat in me.” He circles his hips and I watch his hard, slim cock bobs as he spurts cum over my belly. I groan as I rub it in, loving the feel on my skin.
When he comes down from his high, he slumps on my chest and I gather him in my arms. I kiss along his face, loving how warm and flushed his skin is.
He catches his breath, raises up, and looks at me, a sleepy smile on his face. “When your knot goes down, I’ll make us some food.”
“You sure?” I ask, holding him a little tighter. “I’m sure I’ve been fucking you hard enough you’ll have a limp. You think you can stand long enough to make me dinner?”
Dylan’s tinkling laugh makes me happy. I smile wide, waiting for his answer, even though I’m being sarcastic. “I’m sure I’ll be fine. What do you want to eat?”
“Let’s just order food. I don’t want to move. You’re draining me dry.” I groan dramatically. “You have to take care of me while I replenish my energy.”
“You’re terrible,” Dylan chuckles, biting me lightly on the neck.
We talk more until I move into a new position. It makes my knot move inside him, making Dylan’s breath catch. From there, I make him come twice more with my knot before it goes down.
Then we order dinner.
Dylan’s slick hole is hot and soaking around me as I thrust into him. It’s the last day of his heat and I wish there were more. Over the past two days, I’ve had him every way there was to have him and probably a few we invented. No surface of his apartment has been left untouched. Even his kitchen counters were put to good use, when I bent him over while he was cooking when the smell of his slick got to be too much. Dylan didn’t complain—he just moved the pan from the stove and looked back at me with a heated expression as I slide home.
His scorching hole is gaping, loose from all the fucking, but still hugging my cock with every stroke. I’m not sure how both are possible and I don’t care. He feels too good for me to over analyze anything.
Dylan mewls, his face buried in a couch pillow as I fuck him from behind. His pert ass jiggles and shakes as I piston into him, the tight globes red from all the swats I’ve been giving him. Dylan begs for my hand every time I push into him from behind, crying out and coming when my palm meets his ass.
He’s been so easy to get off, the slightest touch or command sending him over the edge. At this point, he’s almost milked dry, only a few drops leaving his cock when he comes, but I want it all. I want everything.
Dylan arches his back more, tossing his ass back to me and moaning. “Baby, yes. Gods, your cock. I want more.”
I pull him up so his back meets my front, turn his face to me and kiss him breathless. His aborted grunts tumble across my tongue and I swallow the sounds, eager for him to make more.
Holding his hips steady, I fuck him in deep, sure strokes, feeling his womb flutter open with every thrust. I growl, knowing what will come when his womb opens. It’ll wrap around the head of my cock and pull ever last drop of my release from me.
It’s the first time I’ve taken an omega through their heat and I can’t wait for Dylan to have another one already. His ass feels so damn good when he’s not in heat, and now it’s amplified. So hot. His ass is practically molded to the shape and curve of my length, making the glide inside him easy and more pleasurable than it has any right to be.
My omega fists the hair at my nape, his fingernails scraping against my skin. I grunt, loving the bite of pain as I angle my hips and fuck into him.
