Page 52 of The Librarian and Her Alphas

Damon pullsmy shirt up and over my bra, then tugs it down until my breasts spill out of the cups. My nipples are hard, and he groans at the sight, taking one between his fingers and pinching it.

I moan, the sting of pain shooting straight to my clit.

“I fucking love your tits, baby,” he says, wetting a finger in his mouth before rubbing it around the hard nub. “Your tits are so perfect that I want to shove my cock between them and fuck them.”

My pussy clenches at his words. The thought of him fucking me in that way makes me even wetter and more excited.

“Our sweet omega likes it when we talk dirty to her,” says Gunnar, coming up for air, his lips shiny from my juices. “Look how fucking soaked it makes her pretty cunt.”

He dips his head again and licks along my pussy folds, making me moan.

“Oh, Gunnar,” I shout when he swirls my clit around and around with his tongue.

“Let me clean this up for you,” he mumbles against my swollen clit. “I want you to make a mess all over my face.”

I gasp when he lifts my leg with the sprained ankle over his shoulder, giving him better access to my pussy.

“Hmm, the doctor did say to keep your leg elevated,” Damon chuckles when he sees what Gunnar is doing.

My giggle turns into a moan when he starts playing with my nipples again, pinching and pulling them away from my body, making them even harder.

Between the two alphas, I feel an orgasm building from deep within my core.

With one hard suck on my clit and a well-timed tug on my now-oversensitive nipples, my orgasm crashes into me, and I scream out my pleasure, soaking Gunnar’s face in my slick.

My legs start to shake, but he continues to lick me, only pulling away when I beg him to stop.

“I love your juices, baby,” Gunnar says. “I can’t get enough of your taste, sweet thing.”

I feel weak after my intense orgasm, but Damon doesn’t allow me to rest for long when he turns me around to face him.

In one swift move, he picks me up, strides over to the nearest couch, and sits down, straddling me across his thighs.

“I want you to ride me, baby,” he says, lifting me so that I’m hovering over his cock. He aligns himself with my entrance. “Is your ankle okay like this?”

I nod, adjusting myself for comfort.

“I’m perfectly fine,” I say as he positions me over his cock. I’m nearly drooling, wanting him inside me as soon as possible.

“Good,” he replies, and without warning, he slams me down onto his stiff length, my mouth popping open in surprise.

“Oh god!” I scream, feeling his length moving inside of me. No matter how wet and ready I am, Damon’s cock always fills me to the brim, pleasuring me to the point of pain. He groans as he feels my tight heat sink down on him, his eyes smoldering as he gazes at my bouncing breasts.

“You’re so fucking tight,” grunts Damon, shoving more of himself into my pussy.

Suddenly, I feel my ass cheeks being spread and look back to see Gunnar behind me, a look of total concentration on his face as he rubs his finger around my asshole.

“I’m going to fuck this delicious little rosebud,” he growls, spitting onto my sphincter to lube the area.

My heart races with anticipation as I feel slick slowly seeping out from my ass, the hornier I become.

Damon fucks me leisurely, slowly thrusting in and out of my pussy while Gunnar teases my back entrance, finally pushing a finger into my ass when he’s gotten it nice and wet.

“Oh fuck,” I moan, my pussy clenching involuntarily around Damon’s cock. My fingers tighten around his forearms, and I lean forward, allowing Gunnar to have better access to my ass.

“Do you like what he’s doing to your ass?” Damon growls, his dark eyes intense as he lifts me up and back down onto his giant cock.

“Uh-huh,” I whimper, rocking my hips so that I can feel him deeper inside me.

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