Page 206 of Deadly Sweet

Leaning forward, I look up at him through my lashes as my tongue meets the base of his cock. He watches me with bated breath as I slowly lick up the length of his cock, moaning as his salty taste hits my tongue.

When I get to his tip, I wrap my lips around him before sucking him down as far as I can take him.

“Fucking hell,” he hisses, body jerking.

I smirk around his shaft as I pull off him with a pop. Licking my lips, I move down to his knot next, paying extra attention, making sure to get it nice and clean.

“Savannah, Little Killer, shit, if you don’t stop, I’m going to cum,” he grunts.

“Isn’t that the idea?” I cock a brow.

“I want to cum inside your cunt, not your mouth.”

My pussy clenches and a whimper leaves me. He smirks and pats his lap. “Up.”

“If you start talking to me like a dog, I will stab you.” I glare at him.

He smirks. “Come sit on my lap, Omega.”

“Better.”

Instead of just getting to my feet and climbing on, I shuffle closer and get to my knees, running my hands up his thighs slowly. I love the way they ripple under my touch.

He lets me touch him how I want as I make my way to my feet. My hands slide up his arms and around his neck.

He watches me as I straddle his lap, sitting my dripping pussy on top of his thick cock.

“You listen so well, Little One,” he growls.

“Thank you, Alpha,” I murmur, playing with the hair as the back of his neck, trying not to just grab his cock, sink myself onto him, and fuck him like my life depended on it.

“You’re dripping.” He grips my hips and pushes me down as he rolls his hips,

I moan, and a burst of perfume saturates the space around us, mixing with his Alpha pheromones that are coming off of him in waves.

I don’t know how neither of us aren’t losing it right now.

“I need you, Alpha,” I whimper when his cock grinds against my clit.

“Up.” He taps my hip, and I lift up. He grips his cock and angles the tip to my dripping hole. “Now, slowly sit on my cock like a good little Omega.”

Slow? Is he fucking kidding me.

I whimper as I start to lower myself onto him. Every inch feels amazing. Too good. I need more. The stretch is agonizingly satisfying. I want him inside me. I want his knot.

“Breathe, Omega,” he commands when he sees me all worked up. “Don’t worry. You can cum soon.”

“Want your knot,” I whimper when I feel it bump against my entrance.

“Not yet. I want you to ride me, Savannah. I want you to take me slow and deep. I want your slick dripping down my shaft, making a mess of my knot and balls,” he growls, gripping my hips as he helps lift me on and off him.

Every lift of my hips, my pussy clenches around him, knowing he’s leaving my body but when he shoves me back down, it releases its tight grip, wanting him to slide all the way home.

He feels so delicious, the stretch driving me fucking wild. But what I want is my pussy to stretch around his knot and lock him inside me where he fucking belongs.

My movements start to grow erratic, needy; I’m unable to hold back as my nails dig into his neck.

“Eager little thing, aren’t you?” he grunts. “You love my cock, don’t you, baby?”

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