Page 151 of Deadly Sweet

I whimper at his praise, loving it. Craving it. I like being his good girl.

“Take it, Savannah. Take my cock. That’s it. Just like that,” he grunts, pounding into me.

“I’m close.” I’m breathing so hard I might pass out. Every cell in my body is going wild right now.

“You gonna be a good girl and cum all over my cock?”

“Yes,” I shout. “Yes, fuck, yes!”

“Then do it,” he growls. “Choke my cock and make me cum with you.”

“Oh god.” My eyes roll back when his thumb brushes over my clit.

“That's it. Good girl. Breathe. Let go. Give it to me, Savannah. Give it all to me. I’ve got you. I’ll always have you.”

And then I’m free-falling over the edge, screaming his name. My pussy clamps down around him, gripping him so tight I wouldn’t be surprised if I snapped the damn thing off.

My body shakes as my slick literally splashes onto the ground below, there's that much of it.

“Fuck,” Leroy curses before letting out a long, sexy, masculine groan as his body stiffens. Then I feel the splash of his warm cum hitting my walls as he fills me up.

His cock pulses inside me as he keeps pushing into me with small shallow thrusts.

I’ll never get tired of this. Of cocks, cum, and orgasms. But also my men. If it weren’t with them, I wouldn’t want it. Wouldn’t need it.

We stand there for a moment, his forehead pressed against my shoulder as we both come down from that amazing orgasm.

I swear I went to heaven, said hi to God, thanked him for the Beta who was balls deep inside me, and came back down to Earth.

Still with a heaving chest, he leans back, looks down, and groans. “Such a messy Omega,” he murmurs. “So much slick.”

“All for you, Big Boy,” I pant out.

His eyes darken and he grips my face between his fingers softly, pressing his lips to mine. This kiss is sweet, slow, and demanding, making my toes curl and my body hum.

There's a big, dopey smile on my face when I pull back from the kiss. “That was amazing,” I sigh.

“Beyond amazing,” he chuckles, kissing my forehead.

“Can we do it again?” I ask, my pussy tightening around his softening cock.

He groans. “Two orgasms isn’t enough?”

“No,” I snort. “I’m an Omega. Hello?”

“Little Monster. What am I going to do with you?” he growls.

“Ah, fuck me? I just told you.” I grin up at him.

“Brat,” he huffs in amusement.

“Yeah, but I’myourbrat.” I grin widely.

His eyes darken. “Mine,” he murmurs before gripping my chin and pressing a soft kiss to my lips.

I moan, leaning into his touch. “Yes, you need to fuck me again,” I whine.

He chuckles. “As much as I’d love to, I’m not like those Alphas of yours. I need a little time to reset. My age doesn’t help.”

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