Her eyes go wide. “What…”
I just smile and set her on her feet, my hands going to my belt. “On your knees, omega. Your alpha wants to feel your
sweet tongue on his cock.”
For a second, I think she’s going to refuse, pull that cold queen act again. And I’d fucking love the opportunity to heat her ass with my palm…
Then she sinks to her knees, and my wolf fucking howls in victory.
The Queen, on her knees in front of me, her gorgeous lips parted, waiting for me to feed her my dick.
I free myself. I’m hard and thick and leaking like a fucking fountain. Hilda’s eyes widen even further.
“Too big?” I ask with a dark chuckle.
She licks her lips, her big brown eyes going from my face to my long, thick member. “I’ve never…”
“Fuck.” I thread my fingers through her curls, guiding her forward. “Your first.”
I rub the head of my cock against her lips, smearing the plump flesh with my precum. “Open.”
She shudders, parting her lips, her eyes glued to mine, and Islide inside her hot, wet mouth with a groan.
“Fuck. Just like that.” I hold still, letting her adjust, fighting every instinct that’s screaming at me to thrust. “Use your tongue, baby. Taste me.”
She does, tentatively at first, then with more eagerness. The sight of her…on her knees, with my fat cock in her mouth, her dark eyes looking up at me…is almost enough to make me come right there.
Then I start moving, slowly, savoring the feel of my omega, working myself deeper. When she starts gagging, I pull back.
“Breathe through your nose, little one,” I instruct. “And relax your throat.” I push damp tendrils of hair off her forehead. My tender gesture at complete odds with how I’m fucking her throat. I’m a sick fuck like that.
She follows my instructions, taking me deeper, and the pleasure is so intense I grit my teeth.
“Good girl,” I growl. “Such a good fucking girl for your alpha.”
I fuck her mouth steadily, watching her learn. Watching her eyes water, drool slip from the corner of her lips. Fucking loving the nasty sounds of my thick flesh filling her mouth, sliding down her throat, her desperate whimpers of combined pain and arousal…
She’s fucking perfect.
But I can’t finish like this. Need to be inside her. Need to knot my mate, fucking claim her.
I pull out of her mouth with a wet sound. She gasps, looking up at me with swollen lips and dazed eyes.
“Up,” I command. “Bend over the throne.”
She stands on shaky legs, and for a second I think she’s going to argue. Then she turns and bends over her throne, presenting herself to me.
My perfect little omega. Fuck.
I flip up her skirts then rip away her undergarments. Hilda gasps but doesn’t protest.
“Look at you,” I growl, running my hands over her thick ass and thighs. “Dripping, fucking desperate. Your cunt is begging for my knot, sweetheart.”
“Please…”
“Please, what?” I rumble as I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock sliding through her slick.
Fuuuuuck!
