Page 68 of No Escape

I reach over and grab a folded towel, tossing it just in front of where she squats. Using my hold in her hair, I snatch her head back, but not enough that I fall from her lips. “On your knees. I’m about to fuck your throat, and I don’t want you to wobble or fall over. This isn’t going to be a gentle experience.”

The way my heartbeat picks up to an unnaturally quick pace probably says it all. Seeing her immediately comply does funny shit to my head and my heart.

No one trusts me implicitly—likely for good reason—but I adore seeing her give in to my commands without question. It also makes me ache to be worthy of the trust she so easily gives.

I tighten my grip on her hair and spread my free hand along her jaw. My thumb stretches around her chin, and I pull, opening her mouth even wider. “If it gets to be too much, I want you to pinch my thigh.”

She nods as much as she’s capable of, and I take that as my consent to take over. My ass flexes as I work my thick shaft deeper into her mouth.

I’m really going to need Valor to stop being so fucking stubborn. Saylor is the perfect missing piece to add to our bond. She doesn’t view me as a threat. She seems to want me as much as she wants Valor.

She’s also fucking stunning.

I want to keep her.

I very rarely push back on anything.

Hell, I willingly trapped myself in here to keep an eye on him.

I know he wants her too. He’s just afraid that he won’t be able to keep her safe.

We deserve something good in life.

He can give me this one thing.

If I could bite her and add her to our bond, I already would have done it.

Saylor curls her tongue around the bottom of my shaft and gags when I thrust a bit too deep. The sound makes me bite my lip as my balls tighten. I don’t hate the way her mouth gets extra slick.

The naughty little vixen doesn’t let a little gagging deter her, and I groan as she doubles down her efforts. I shove her farther down my length, waiting to see what she does when I hit the back of her throat, and the naughty omega swallows.

The pressure on my tip gets intense, and I ache to own her in every possible way.

My lower spine begins to tingle, and I back up, pulling free of her mouth.

A string of pre-cum connects her lips and my tip, and it only makes me more ravenous. Pulling her to her feet using her hair, I spin her toward the glass.

“Hands out, darling. You’ll need them to keep your balance. Hike that pretty pussy back toward me and lift up on your tiptoes.” I’m going to need to practically squat to get inside her, but where there’s a will, there’s a way. If I get desperate, I’ll lift her like Valor did.

Saylor flattens her chest against the wall and shakes her hips as she offers me her ass. She loves it when I pull her hair, so I give her a little tug while using my free hand to pull Valor’s shirt up in the back. Kicking her feet apart makes how I’m going to get inside her even more precarious, but I’m in good shape.

I plant my feet on the outside of hers and line up my cock with her dripping lower lips. “Ready, pet?”

She whimpers, and I take that as her consent.

I slam inside her cunt, and there’s no resistance, which is good. I’m already on edge from being so close to coming in her mouth.

I loop my arm under hers, slide my hand over the T-shirt—staying between her breasts—and grip her throat.

Our audience next door appears just as enamored with the show as they were before. Despite my sadistic nature, I barely spare them a second glance, preferring instead to study Saylor’s face. Her eyes are covered by the mask, but her reflection is still expressive, especially the way her plush lips part as she clenches around my cock.

“Not being able to see heightens all your other senses. Doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” she agrees, clenching her pussy as she dances around on her tiptoes.

“You can lower your feet to the ground now,” I tell her.

She really is wobbly, and I don’t want her falling over when I make her come. She plants her feet flat on the floor, and it makes my crown feel like it’s buried even deeper inside her. Using my hand in her hair, I yank her head back at an unnatural angle and the omega only moans louder for it.

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