Page 74 of Our Deceptive Heat

It’s so hard to stay still, but I lean back, pulling her up against my chest.

“Ride me, Omega. I want to see your tits bounce.”

“That wasn’t part of the deal. I’ll just go wake-”

Oh, this saucy little-

I thrust up into her, surprising a gasp from her. “Going somewhere?”

“Mm, no. Nope. I’m good here.”

I grip her hips and drag her up and down. The hot, wet sheath clenches around me as she rises and falls. It’s so good, I lose time just feeling her.

The hotel door opens, and I grip her hips, holding her still, listening intently. My vision goes red, and I realise I’m perilously close to being in a rut.

“Tyr?”

It’s Tony. I don’t want to stop. A wicked idea blooms in my mind, and I stand up and move into the corner behind the door, pressing the omega to the wall. I’m not stopping. Nothing is going to drag me from this omega’s cunt.

“Not one sound, you hear me?”

“But-”

The door opens, and I stand perfectly still, holding the omega to the wall while her pretty little cunt flexes around me.

I look at her and realise she’s really turned on by this. She bites her lip. I can just make out wide eyes before her head rolls back. Kinky little omega.

“Tyr!” Tony says.

He’s a few feet away from us, facing the bed. I slowly drag my cock out and ever so slowly push it back in.

Her breath hitches in her lungs.

I tighten my fingers on her thighs in warning, pinching the skin.

She nods her head.

I repeat the process, drawing further out and sinking in a little faster.

She gasps, but I’m prepared for it. I swallow the sound with my mouth.

“Tyr, you need to wake up! We’ve got a problem.”

I’ve got a problem. She’s sitting on my cock. And there is some fuckhead in the room. I bare my teeth, my head tilted to watch him.

I continue moving, keeping my movements easy and slow. There is something so fucking hot about fucking her with someone right there. We could get caught at any minute.

But we might not.

Or I could kill him and keep fucking her.

I let go of one of her thighs and slide my hands up, tweaking her nipple.

She gasps, but this time, I miss it.

Tyr sits up suddenly, letting out a deep growl of warning.

“Hush, baby, it’s just Tony,” Digs says, sitting up and wrapping his arms around Tyr to stop him from springing across the bed.

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