Shifting slightly back, I mouthed lightly at the head of Dex’s dick, slurping all the precum off before drawing it fully into my mouth.
“Oh, Fuck!”
That was all the warning I got before my Omega was pulsing in my mouth, his release flowing down my throat.
“Shit! Sorry, Otto..”
Ignoring his apology, I proceeded to suck him clean. After all, that just meant I had more time to make it a night my Omega would never forget.
Chapter Thirty
Dex
I should have been embarrassed about losing control the freaking nanosecond that Otto put his mouth on me, but my mind had melted along with my body, leaving me unable to do more than mumble an apology.
An abbreviated apology since it ended on a gasp when Otto pulled off my dick and flipped me onto my front, carefully supporting me with one hand while he positioned pillows to keep my weight off my belly and slid my knees under me, leaving my ass in the air.
I wanted to ask what he was doing but when his wet tongue speared between my cheeks, all that came out was a garbled whine, so I gave up and dropped my face to rest on the arm bent under my head.
“You okay up there?” Otto teased, pulling back just enough to be sure I could hear him and then laughing when the vibration of his mouth against my sensitive rim made me moan.
Was I okay? I had absolutely no clue if I was or not. Surely it couldn’t be healthy for every nerve to be firing at once, for my entire body to be trembling as pleasure pulsed through me so fast that I couldn’t even tell where it was originating, could it?
I couldn’t ask Otto since his face was back buried between my ass cheeks, devouring me like he hadn’t eaten in weeks and my ass was the only source of sustenance available. The faster the moans fell from my lips, the deeper his tongue dove, licking and nibbling my rim when I shuddered and cried out.
I was hard again and trying to hump the air, but Otto was holding me in place with a firm grip on my butt cheeks as he feasted on me. I couldn’t take anymore, I needed him insideme but I was sobbing and too far gone to know how to tell him. Luckily, Otto seemed to pick up on my distress and he pulled away, kissing his way up my spine and leaving a trail of my slick as it dripped off his chin.
“You taste so fucking good, baby,” he growled in my ear. “Do you want me?”
I whimpered, shivering when his fingertips ghosted along my painful erection.
“Tell me, Omega,” Otto commanded with Alpha control I’d never heard in his voice before. “If you want me to take you, you have to tell me.”
“Please,” I managed to warble in a broken voice. “I can’t..”
“It’s okay, baby,” Otto’s voice was back, deep and rich but the control aspect was gone. “Sorry. I lost my head for a minute.” His gentle hands probed at my opening and we both moaned. “Oh, you’re so ready for me.”
Then Otto was pushing into me, the fullness making me choke on the air and he stopped, rubbing my back soothingly while I caught my breath. “You ready?”
“Yes.” It was barely a whimper, but Otto heard me and he began to move, grinding into me in slow thrusts that had me seeing stars.
The blood was thrumming in my veins when Otto’s hand gripped me, stroking my erection in time to his deep, sweet thrusts.
“You ready to cum for me, baby?”
“Alpha.” I could talk again but my brain couldn’t figure out how to put words together.
“I’ve got you,” Otto crooned in my ear, shifting just enough that his cock was stroking over the sweet spot I’d heard so much about.
I shouted when my body began to throb, intense pleasure licking through me like white hot flames. Otto stilled over me and then drove into me one more time, grinding deep as he began to pulse inside me.
“Oh, God! Oh, fuck, Dex!” Otto buried his face in my shoulder, muffling his shout as he rode his climax out and then collapsed to the side, rolling me with him as we gasped for breath.
“Are you okay?” Otto choked out as we fought for oxygen. “Did I hurt you?”
“I think you might have killed me,” I managed in between gasps. Otto froze and I realized he thought I was serious, so I sucked in another breath and tried again. “Teasing, Alpha. I’m really, really good.”
“You’re sure?”
