Page 30 of Surprise Mother Pucker

“I want a taste,” she murmured.

I had to be dreaming.

Kennedy pulled my cock out fully, face-to-face with it as she kneeled at my feet.

Looking up at me innocently, she opened her mouth. “Please fuck my mouth, alpha,” she asked in that painfully innocent voice that was so different from what she was doing.

Who was I to deny her when she asked so nicely?

One of my hands reached down, tangling in the hair at the nape of her neck. The other rested on the bookcase as I leaned over her, slowly feeding her my cock.

Her mouth was pure heaven.

“Fuck, Kennedy,” I hissed as she took every inch of me slowly, her eyes never leaving mine.

It was going to take considerable effort to last longer than three seconds. Kennedy’s mouth was pure bliss, and I wanted to enjoy it for a while.

“Your mouth is so perfect, omega, and it’s allmine.” I growled the final word, doing my best to keep the volume down as she increased her pace. She reached a hand up and gently massaged the base of my cock, where my knot was rapidly starting to expand.

Kennedy hummed. She liked that idea.

“You’re such a good girl, taking every inch of my cock. Relax your throat,” I ordered as she swallowed around me, making me see stars.

She pulled back, and I let her, loosening my grip.

“I want you to come in my mouth, alpha,” she whined, and fuck me, I was gone.

Blood pounded in my ears, and I had to resist the urge to brutally fuck her throat. I needed to paint her with my cum.Rut, fill, fuck, claim.

“Then make me come,” I instructed. She beamed up at me, opening her mouth and sucking me down with ease.

I wasn’t a small alpha, by any means, but Kennedy took me like a pro.

Her knees were open, and slick was running down her thighs.

I wanted to ruin her.

“Such a good omega. Does sucking your alpha’s cock make you feel good? I can smell just how wet you are. It’s making me want to do filthy things to you.”

“What things?” she asked, licking my length before sucking deeply again.

Minx.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

“I want to press you against these bookcases and fuck your sweet, desperate pussy from behind while I hold my hand over your mouth, so no one else can hear your sweet cries as I knot you, painting your insides with my cum.”

Kennedy’s eyes widened, and her movements sped up. The hand that wasn’t massaging my knot trailed down—between her legs.

She was touching herself to that idea.

Fuck.

The sight of her, on her knees, mouth full of my cock, slick running down her thighs as she touched herself, was too much.

With a silent roar, I clenched my hand around her hair as my cock started to throb, then released spurt after spurt of cum into her mouth as she swallowed.

I had never come so hard. My entire body felt shaky and weak as she milked me for every last drop, slowly sucking and occasionally lapping at my head.

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