“Oh my god,” she gasped as her pussy fluttered around my fingers and she came with a cry.
I gentled my movements but didn’t let up, continuing to devour her sweet pussy. It wasn’t long before she came again, soaking my fingers and face with her slick. I wanted to drown in it. She whimpered and tried to close her legs, but I kept them pressed open.
“One more for me, sweetness. Just give me one more,” I said, obsessed with seeing her come again.
She let out a weak sob, her arms and legs limp and splayed on the bed. “I can’t,” she whined, even as another gush of slick soaked my hand.
“You can, because your alpha demands it.”
I froze, my fingers stilling inside her as I realized what I’d said—calling hermine. But Ava didn’t seem to notice. She let out a fucking adorable growl and ground her pussy against my hand, her omega clearly angry that I’d stopped moving.
I grinned.I can’tmy ass.
“Just one more, and then you can rest,” I murmured before moving my mouth back to her sweet core.
She wrapped her fingers in my hair, pressing me closer to her as I devoured her again. Fuck, I would never get enough of her slick, which was just slightly sweet—much fainter than what I would expect for an omega. Maybe her de-scenter somehow affected her slick, or maybe she was on suppressants.
She came with a soft moan, her body going fully limp. I pressed one last gentle kiss to her clit before moving up her bodyand gathering her up in my arms. I pried her legs open and pressed my hand to her core, cupping it firmly.
“No more,” she growled as she tried to close her legs.
“Shh, don’t worry, sweetness. I’m just going to hold you like this to help you come down. The pressure will take away some of the ache.”
Her only response was to press her face into the crook of my neck, running her nose up and down the skin like she was seeking my scent.
“How’re you doing, pretty girl?” She was relaxed and sated in my arms, but without her scent, I couldn’t tell how she was feeling. A tendril of anxiety worked its way into my chest when she stayed silent. Had I pushed her too far? I’d never felt this kind of burning need to pleasure someone, and the possessiveness I felt over her pussy caught me off guard. Even now, I didn’t want to let it go.
“I’m good, I think,” she responded softly, breaking me out of my worried spiral.
“You think?” I ran my hand up and down the smooth skin on her back.
“That was intense. You’re mean,” she said, but her words carried no heat.
I peered down at her and couldn’t stop my chuckle at her cute little pout.
“It’s mean to give you half a dozen orgasms, sweetness?”
“Yes,” she said with an imperious sniff.
“Alright, I’m mean.” I pressed my smile into her hair. “You did so well for me. You were absolutely perfect.”
Her arms curled around my body, holding me close even though she couldn’t get them fully around me.
“And now you’re being a very good girl, letting me take care of you,” I said, kissing her forehead softly.
“What about you?” Her hand trailed down my chest until she cupped my hard-on.
I couldn’t hold back a moan as she gave me a tight squeeze. I placed my hand on hers. “You don’t have to, sweetheart. Watching you come was the best part of my week.” I almost blurted out “entire life,” but that seemed a little desperate, even though I was pretty sure it was true.
Her gorgeous eyes met mine. She had a little crease between her eyebrows, and I couldn’t stop myself from running my fingers over her skin.
“But this is for you.”
“I don’t want you to feel obligated.” I shifted uncomfortably. I’d always felt much more comfortable giving than receiving… in intimate situations and in life.
“I don’t, Nox.” She leaned in to press soft kisses down my face. My beard was still soaked with her slick, and I fucking loved it. “Let me make you feel good.”
My cock jumped in her hand and in that moment, there was nothing I wanted more than to be inside her. She pressed up to a seated position, straddling me.
