Page 217 of Deadly Sweet

Reaching my hand around her, I play with her clit, making her cry out as she claws at the hood of the car.

“That's it, Omega. You’re taking me so fucking good,” I grunt, thrusting into her. “Cum for me, baby. I want your slick dripping down my cock.”

“Oh god,” she sobs.

“That's it, baby, you’re doing so good. So fucking good. You can do it. Cum for me.”

When I pinch her clit, she shatters beneath me. Her body tenses, and her eyes roll back. Her orgasm triggers mine. “Savannah,” I moan as I spill myself inside her.

“Mhhm,” she hums happily. “That was nice.”

I chuckle. “I’m glad you thought so.” I lean over and kiss her cheek. “You feel better?”

“Yeah.” She sounds drunk. “So much better.”

“Good.” I press a kiss to her lips this time. “Let’s get you home, okay?” I ask, brushing her hair out of her face.

“Okay.”

I groan when I pull out of her, watching my cum drip from her spent cunt. The sight has this old man's cock twitching back to life again.

I’m praying that the Alphas have stamina because I’m not sure how much help I’m going to be during her heats. Might have to find some other ways to get creative.

Scooping her up, I get her back into the car and buckled into her seat.

We hardly make it back onto the road before she starts testing my willpower again.

“You're going to be the death of me, Little Monster,” I grumble under my breath, trying not to cum in my pants as she strokes my cock through my shorts.

But, oh, what a fucking way to go.

Caleb

“Ifeel helpless,” Imutter as we all stand off to the side of the room while Savannah rips it apart.

Leroy called us from the car to let us know Savannah went into heat. Walker had his mom come pick up Athena, and Jake ran to the store quickly to make sure we had everything she needed.

Right now, she’s in full-on nesting mode.

“There’s nothing much we can do, other than wait to see if she needs our help. If we try to interfere, it could cause more damage than help.” Leroy informs.

She was sleeping when Leroy brought her in. We left her in her bed while we talked downstairs, but when I came up to check on her, this is what she was doing.

“Are you sure she’s not going to be pissed at herself after?” I ask Leroy. “Her nest is ruined.”

Oh fuck, I spoke too loud.Savannah spins around, eyes wide, looking like she’s ready to fight us. “Maybe if all of you weren’t so fucking big, you could fit in my nest and I wouldn’t have to bring everything out here,” she snaps.

“Sorry,” I mumble, feeling bad for upsetting her.

I watch her face shift from anger to sadness. “I’m sorry.” Tears well in her eyes. “I’m a mess.”

“But you’re our mess.” I grin.

...And she’s back to glaring at me.

“So you think I’m a mess?”

My lips part. “Ah, no. Of course not. You're perfect.”

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