Page 50 of Pack Favero

With trembling legs and spasming pussy, Zira rides out her orgasm as I continue my finger’s ministrations, drawing out until she’s a boneless heap of omega on the gym’s mats. I’ve never seen anything as perfect, as breathtakingly beautiful, as a haggard Zira Favero during and straight after a climax that steals her breath and leaves her as limp as a ragdoll. The only thing that could possibly top it is seeing how well she’d take my shaft.

The idea alone has me growling low in my chest, my need manifesting with the dark and dangerous rumble that makes Zira clench around my fingers. I watch as her eyes flutter open, still filled with the same hunger that thrums through me, and Irasp, “I’m not done with you yet, little lady.”

She flashes a grin as her chest heaves for air, and pants, “I was hoping you’d say that.”

Damn it, but she is perfect. Perfect for me. Perfect for us. And I can’t wait any longer to make sure she knows that she’s mine, my omega, and I won’t ever be letting her go.

So, with a bone-jarring rumble that echoes through my chest, I reach for her soaked shorts and panties, tearing them down her legs like a crazed madman, making her laugh in the process even as I catch the sight of more slick seeping from her slit. It’s added proof that she wants me just as much as I want her, and it’s what lights a fire under my ass as I wrangle her out of her sports bra, leaving her bare and beautiful before me.

I have no idea where to look first, my gaze caressing every inch of her so quickly that I have to start again and force myself to slow down, taking in the less than a handful of breasts that heave with her every breath, the outline of her ribs that appears with every inhale because the woman is tiny despite her massive appetite, and the sexy curve of her waist. I take in the slight swell of her hips, the trimmed thatch of copper hair at the apex of her thighs, and the muscle in her thighs as she parts them for my hungry eyes.

“Anyone ever tell you you’re fucking stunning before, Zira?” I damn near choke, swallowing hard as I run my eyes right back up her body, noting all the freckles that stain her pale, creamy skin so prettily.

She smiles bashfully, a contradiction to how she has no problem telling me what she wants and taking it like a good girl, and teases, “I’ve heard it more since meeting you guys than I have in my whole life.”

“Then I’m happy to remind you for the rest of it,” I promise, reaching out to part her thighs even more, lifting her legs with my large hands tucked at the back of her knees.

As soon as I have her in the position I want her in, I demand, “Keep those right there, baby.”

Dutifully, she replaces my hands with hers, keeping her knees almost pressed against her chest, while she watches as I shuck my shorts and boxers in one, swift movement, baring myself to her ravenous gaze. Much like I did to her, she runs her eyes all over me, taking in the hard work of muscle that lines my pecs and abdomen. When her gaze dips further, her breath catches and I grin a little sinisterly at her, because I’m not just big in all the places her eyes could see before.

Shaking her head with wide eyes and parted mouth, she swallows before breathlessly confessing, “Baby, I don’t think that’s going to fit inside me. Where the hell were you grown, in a lab?”

Chuckling darkly, I shuffle until my knees are tucked against her risen ass and my naked cock bobs against her dripping pussy, dropping to lean over her and trap her legs between us. Jerking my hips, I drag my shaft through her slick, coating myself until I’m covered from knot to tip with her juices, and I bend to nip at her lip before quietly promising, “You can take me, baby. Every inch of me. You know why?”

She shakes her head, her breaths panting over my lips, bringing with them the taste of her that I’m beyond addicted to. “Tell me.”

I nip her lip again, slyly notching my cock at her entrance, before declaring, “Because you were made for me, Zira. You’re fucking mine.”

On the last word, I impale her on my thick girth, sinking until she’s only taking half of my length and slamming my mouth against hers as she cries out so beautifully that I groan with her.

A rumble crawls up my throat at the first feel of her wrapped so snugly around me that there’s no way I’d be able tomove if it weren’t for the amount of slick and cum between her legs. As it was, she’s absolutely gushing wet, so when I pull my hips back and drag my cock along her vice-like gripping walls, it’s effortless to sink right back in, feeding her more of my shaft and swallowing her mewls of ecstasy.

I repeat the motion over and over again, gliding in further and further with every thrust of my hips, keeping her mouth secured to mine so I can devour her moans and cries and sexy little grunts as I feed on her taste and claim her as mine.

Only when I’ve sunken into her as deep as I can go, my knot brushing against her entrance, do I release her mouth, panting against her with the effort it’s taking me not to start pounding in and out of her tight body until I’m spilling inside her. She’s pulsing around my length, still adjusting but fitting me like she was designed for it, her chest heaving as her hands roam down my back and to my ass, gripping tightly as though demanding I stay right there for a moment.

“So big. Fuck, sofull,” she pants, her voice thready with pleasure, pussy rippling around my cock.

My chuckle is strained, my teeth clenched so tightly that I wouldn’t care if I cracked a damned tooth, because the way she feels around me is nothing short of heaven. And if I don’t move soon, I might actually go insane.

“Think you can take it, baby? Because I need to fuck you, to make you mine,” I grit, lifting my body from hers, her legs falling to my shoulders as I peer down at her. I’m sure I look demented with my desire for her, but I see the same look reflected back at me and it sends me closer and closer to the edge of insanity the longer I remain buried inside her without fucking her like I desperately want to.

Zira clenches around me before nodding rapidly. “I can take you. Like I said, don’t hold back.”

Ah, fuck. Fuck, fuck,fuck.

I’m pulling out and slamming home not a second later, her vibrant moan music to my ears. I do it again, my hips slapping against her ass, and I fucking lose it. I start pounding in and out of her like a wild, rutting animal. The wet, squelching sounds of my shaft dipping in and out of her body mingles with the cries and shouts of her pleasure, my own animalistic growls, snarls, and grunts joining the playlist of our fucking, and it’s everything. It sends me off the deep ends and I fuck Zira like she’s mine to ruin. Mine to claim. And mine to fucking keep.

I feel it the moment she starts coming around me, but I don’t stop, pistoning in and out of her body, the wet sounds growing tenfold as she finds her release and squirts slick and cum with a scream.

Snarling, I drop her left leg from my shoulder and push her right further back as I lift my upper body from hers, and I peer down to watch my cock disappear in and out of her fluttering pussy at a different angle. Through gritted teeth, I demand, “Give me another one, baby. I want you fucking boneless by the time I’m done marking every inch of your body with my scent.”

“Oh, fuck, Alek. Oh my god!” she wails, right before she’s clamping down on me again, absolutely soaking us both as she comes.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck yeah, that’s it,” I grit, releasing her leg to grip her ass and tug her lower body higher as I continue thrusting into her like a fucking caveman as she pulses around me with a silent scream. “I want one more before I sink my knot in you, Zira. Give me one more.”

She thrashes beneath me, her sensitive body overridden with pleasure, and I bite my lip hard as I watch her eyebrows furrow and her hands lift and fall to her breasts, the sexy, little omega using her fingers to pinch at her nipples until I feel her start to tighten around me again.

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