I’m so wet it’s ridiculous, and he grabs my waist to pull me on top of him as he lays on the bed, away from the puddle I’ve made.
“Don’t apologize for your mess,” he growls when I open my mouth to do just that.
Instead, I reach between us and lift my body up so I can notch his cock at my entrance.
“I won’t,” I promise, sinking down his shaft slowly. I gasp as his fingers grip my hips, and his jaw grinds together as he helps me.
“Fuck,” he rasps, his lashes fluttering as he watches me. “You’re so fucking tight. Take it slow, Spitfire. Please don’t break my dick.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I squeak out. I feel very full and stretched as I ride his cock with it halfway inside of me to help him slide further in.
I’ve actually never been on top before, but I’m enjoying the position. His cock is dragging along my nerve endings with every movement, pulling sounds of enjoyment out of me as if by force.
“That’s it,” he praises me, threading his fingers in mine, while his other hand stays on my hip. “It’ll fit. Fuck, you’re doing so well, Silva.”
I love the way he says my name. It’s almost said as a prayer. His feet are pressed against the bedspread, his legs splayed as I ride his cock.
A whisper of worry fills me that he may not fit, but I’m an omega. I’m meant to take a knot, and I have taken them. It’s like my body has forgotten this, even though I use small knotted toys during my heat. Syrus is definitely bigger than that though. I think I have a bone to pick with sex toy companies.
“Syrus,” I whine, and he leans up to kiss me and he tilts his hips, pulling me down his shaft. “Oh fuck me.”
“I am, Spitfire. Relax your muscles, baby. That’s it. You’re taking me so well,” he praises.
I feel my skin warm as I flush from his words, and kiss him back as I focus on his lips. The stretch is almost painful as I rock my hips as I ride his cock, but it’s worth it as he rolls me over onto my back once he’s seated deeply inside of me.
“Such a good little omega,” he rasps, kissing my nose. It’s not said in a derogatory way, and I can’t help the tears of gratitude I feel.
God, I think I’m going to cry over good dick and a really amazing man.
“Mmm. None of that unless you’re crying over another orgasm,” he says, kissing my tears and eyelids. “There’s no one else but us. Stay with me.”
My fingers trail over his back and corded muscles until they get lost in his hair. I’ve officially ruined his perfectly set style, and I’m pretty proud of it.
“Just us,” I promise, pulling him closer. His lips tease and his teeth nip as he kisses me, and I can taste my slick on his tongue as he deepens the kiss.
His hips move slowly, making me moan as my body begins to heat. It feels as if he’s stroking places deep inside of me that have never been touched before. Syrus lifts my leg onto his shoulder as he props himself on his forearm, his thrusts getting a little rougher to make my tits bounce.
It feels amazing, and he holds my hand as he fucks me into the mattress.
“You’re strangling my cock,” he confesses, his eyes blown with desire. “I love how pretty you look all mussed up. Reach between us and rub your clit, baby.”
“Only if you fuck me harder,” I whisper. I’m not going to break, not now that he’s made sure that the past stays there. Ikeep my eyes on his as I move the hand that was in his hair between my legs.
My clit is sensitive, and I hiss as I rub it.
“Just one more,” he begs, kissing me again as he pulls his dick out and then plunges back inside of me.
The bite of pain makes me scream, but the frisson of pleasure right after makes my toes curl. The sound of skin slapping together and our sex are the only things that matter as my free leg wraps around his waist to dig my heel into his ass.
“Is that your way of suggesting that I not stop,” he asks, amused as he kisses my breath from my lungs.
“Never stop,” I whine, feeling my walls beginning to clench around me.
“Oh fuck,” he whispers, his eyes going soft and wanton. There’s nothing sexier than this. Syrus fully knows that my pussy is going to wreck him, and he’s ready for it. “I don’t plan to.”
My fingers continue to rub my clit as he begins to twist his hips, making my pussy explode around him as I come with a cry. His dick twitches as he fills the condom, and I can feel the heat of his cum as he thrusts once more, his body strung tightly.
Breathing hard, his body collapses on me, his face burying in my neck as we struggle to catch our breath. Syrus kisses my neck, trying to keep his weight off me as he pushes himself up. We’re both sweating, and he smiles down at me happily.
