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I began to feel as if the ground was burning away beneath me, and I was being forced to run away as it sizzled behind me, and each step brought me closer to my climax, which was coming for me, which promised to be white-hot and all-consuming, which was all I could concentrate on.

He sucked.

I rocked gently against him, moaning.

One of his hands crawled up my chest and found one of my nipples. He began to toy with it.

It sent me hurtling towards that white-hot, all-consuming end. I fell right into it, gasping, and I was coming in a series of tight, intense clenches that racked my pelvis and my thighs.

In the wake of it, he rained kisses over my mound and my inner thighs. He gentled his tongue over my opening, muttering about how he just wanted to taste me, that I was so sweet, just like an omega should be. “You taste like raspberries,” he told me.

“I do not,” I panted.

“Tart ones,” he said, tongue delving into me. “You taste as good as I remembered.”

I touched his face. The top of his head. I traced his ears. He still had his face between my thighs.

“Did I do a good job?” he said into my sex.

“You did,” I said. “I guess you want me to look at your cock now.”

He chuckled. “I would be fucking honored if you’d let me show it to you.”

“Okay,” I said, pushing his head away, putting my feet on the floor. I was sprawled out, totally naked, on my couch, looking up at him, and I felt crazy turned on and I also felt in control of myself, and these were two feelings I was not used to happening at the same time.

He stood up and undid his belt and then unbuttoned his jeans.

“You’re teasing me,” I said.

“Oh, you want to see it?” he said, a knowing lilt to his voice. “Do you like my cock, Leo?”

“Fuck you,” I said, but I was grinning.

“You like your alpha’s cock?”

“Are you my alpha?” It was a challenge. “You think you could handle that?”

“I don’t know. Maybe, maybe not. But my cock thinks I could. My cock is very fucking confident.” He unzipped and pushed everything down, baring himself to me.

His cock sprang out, thick and stiff, veins standing out against the shaft, the head swollen and reddened. He didn’t have a knot, so that must mean he would only get one for me when I was in heat. His cock was beautiful, though. I scooted up from where I was sprawled, sitting up straighter to get a better look.

“I can see why it’s confident,” I said.

He bit down on his bottom lip.

“What do you want to do with it?” I said, raising my eyebrows at him. “You want to fuck me with it?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Yeah, I definitely want that. But only if you want it.”

I reached out to touch him, exploring the silky skin that covered his heated hardness, loosely wrapping my fist around him.

He threw back his head, letting out a guttural noise.

“That good?” I whispered.

“I…” He was looking at me again, his gaze very intent. “I want to be your alpha, Leo. Really want it. You have to say, though.”

Did it mean he was going to take charge and tell me to present for him, that he was going to call me a good omega, make me do things to him, make me into something that was here for his pleasure?