“Don’t be,” Sloane says, pulling off my cock before taking me into his mouth again.
I lay there, body humming with pleasure, head clouded as every cell in my body feels like it’s on fire.
His hot, wet mouth feels so fucking good. Every time he swallows around my cock, I shudder with pleasure. I know I’m not going to last long, I’m already so far gone.
I need to cum so damn bad, so when Sloane slides two fingers into my slick-coated ass, my back bows. He starts to fuck me with them, rubbing them against my prostate.
“Yes,” I groan. “Oh fuck. Yes. Right there. I’m gonna cum. Shit, shit, shit. I’m gonna—Fuck!” I shout as my orgasm crashes into me.
My whole body tenses, my balls drawing up, and cum shoots out of me and down Sloane’s throat. He swallows every drop of me as he continues to work his fingers inside me. It feels so good, I can’t stop cumming. I fill his mouth with jet after jet of cum.
It’s not until I feel like passing out, forcing myself to catch my breath, that I’m finally able to let my body relax into the mattress.
Sloane pulls off my cock with a pop. “Such a good boy,” he purrs, kissing the underside of my cock as it falls back onto my stomach. “You cum so pretty. I could listen to your moans all fucking day.”
My eyes open when Sloane gets to his feet. I look up at him, chest heaving while feeling like my bones have turned to jelly.
“Thanks,” I whisper.
“Any time, sugar tits.” He winks. “And I mean that. Anytime you want your cock sucked, I'm your man. Think of me as your personal cock slut.”
That has me laughing. He chuckles too.
It should feel weird after, but it doesn’t. Sloane helps me back into my boxers and pants, then gives me his hand to pull me to my feet.
My limbs are shaky, body humming, and honestly, I'm in a pretty euphoric mood.
Sloane stares at me, but the moment he touches me, it’s like my body is on fire again. Our eyes lock, and the next thing I know, I’m grabbing the back of his head and slamming my lips to his.
Sloane moans into my mouth, meeting my passion with his own.
The kiss is pure hunger and a mess of tongues and teeth. Our hands grab at one another, trying to touch everywhere.
We fall backwards on the bed, me on top of him. I waste no time grinding against him, feeling like a needy Omega. I could blame part of this on being so close to my next heat.
But I think it’s actually just this explosive connection I have with this Alpha.
“Fuck,” Sloane growls when I start to suck and kiss at his neck. “I want to fucking drown in you, Emmett.”
Whimpering, I continue to rock my hips, feeling like a needy little slut. God, I haven’t been this horny in a long time.
“That's it, baby, mark me. Leave your mark all over me,” Sloane hums as I continue to nip at his neck, over his face, and stopping at his lips to thrust my tongue into his mouth and to the other side of his throat. “Yours,” he groans. “All fucking yours. Claim me, Omega. Show the world who you belong to.”
I’m not sure if he means this in the heat of the moment, or just leaving hickeys all over his neck, but my Omega brain doesn’t care. Before I know what I’m doing, I latch onto his neck and cum hard.
My cock jerks inside my jeans, flooding my boxers with cum as Sloane lets out this long, pain-pleasured groan, his cock twitching beneath me.
“Holy fuck,” Sloane grunts.
It’s not until the buzz of the moment wears off that I start to freak out.Oh fuck. What the hell did I just do?
I pull back and gape down at him in horror.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” he warns me. “Don’t take this moment from me, Emmett. You have no fucking idea how hot that was. How fucking over the moon I am. This–” He points to his neck. “Is getting tattooed so it stands out. Also, I want a few on my cock if that's not too much to ask for. Not right now, but in the future. Something to think about. Also, I have never come in my pants before, so that's a first. But god was that one of the best feelings ever.”
“You’re not mad?” I ask, brows furrowed, but I’m also trying not to laugh.
“Fuck no,” he snorts. “Wait. Do you regret it? Shit, did you not mean to?”
