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I lower my mouth to Paige’s slick pussy, and I lick from the front to the back. Then I grab her thighs, holding her tightly in place.

I play with hovering my hot breath over her pussy.

I flick out my tongue at irregular intervals to lick and tease her, building the anticipation.

Finally, I am unable to hold back from humping against the cushions, as I smell her pussy.

Ardently, I suck her clit, before I swipe my tongue along it.

Paige is already shaking.

So close.

“Thirty seconds…” I mumble, before circling around her clit.

She jumps.

I lick my lips, enjoying the taste of the slick. Then I dive back in, brushing her clit with my nose, as I thrust my tongue into her pussy.

Above me, Paige howls.

She is holding back from coming.

The thought shatters me.

“Twenty seconds.” I dart my gaze up to meet hers.

“Alpha…” Paige is looking at me like I am the god.

Instantly, I am the one who comes, hard and unexpected, on the bedding.

I shake, shocked.

My fingers dig into Paige’s hips, as the pleasure surges through me, on the razor-thin line between pain and pleasure.

“Ten seconds,” Paige whispers, sounding smug.

Then she grabs my hair, clamping her thighs hard around my head. She rides my face, ruthlessly.

I can’t breathe.

I don’t need to right now.

I simply need to let my Omega use me like I offered. I am her treat.

She wrenches my head from side to side, moving my tongue where she wants it. She moans and gasps with unrestrained pleasure.

My mouth is hers.

I am hers…

“Over a minute.” Paige chokes out a laugh, yanking harder on my hair. I suck harder on her clit. “I w-w-win your tongue, Halo.”

Then she comes with a scream, continuing to hold my hair, while her thighs clamp even tighter around me.

This is only the beginning.

My mind has become hazy. I am floating in a dream.