Page 9 of Game On

“Put that bullet back against your clit,” the alpha demanded, his voice sure and soft as fabric rustled beyond the wall.

I knew that just on the other side the hallway was open, people able to pass by at any moment—and the idea of someone watching me only heightened the feeling of the buzzy vibrations against the tight bundle of nerves as I jerked into action to obey, moaning at the stimulation.

It wasn’t nearly enough, the bullet vibrator doing little to satisfy the yearning that had me leaning my forehead just beside the circular, fist-sized hole where my delicious blueberry-pie alpha waited for me.

My fingers looped into the gap, anxiously awaiting one of the heat helpers to come and press themselves through the opening for me to use.

It only took a few moments for his cock to poke through the hole, and I gasped at the size. Even though all alphas were big, he surpassed even my wildest hopes for what I’d find here. Long, thick, with a heavy weight to him made obvious by the bounce as he pressed his dark knot against the top of the opening. The holewas sized to avoid knotting accidentally through the wall, saving pairs from the embarrassment of having to wait for deflation while stuck on either side.

“Fuck,” I whined, rubbing the vibrator against my clit hard as I waited for his instructions. I wasn’t sure why… But I just sort ofknewthat I needed to wait for this alpha.

“Sweet little omega, do you like it?”

“I want to taste you,” I whined. “Please.”

“Open up, babygirl.”

Obediently, my lips popped open, and I leaned forward to lick a bead of glistening precum from his head. Blueberry and pastry exploded over my tongue, the moan that left me downright feral as I continued, taking the tip into my mouth for a longsuck.

His taste, his warmth, was so unlike a dildo. Welcoming. Delicious. And nearly pulsing with the alpha’s desire, so utterly divine it had me moaning for more.

Something in me justknew.

Though, maybe that was just the heat hormones.

The soft, shuddered gasp that met my ears spurred me on, lips wrapping around the impressive bulk to slide downward as I fucked my face with the strange alpha’s length.

The little vibrator continued to buzz, pressed against my clit with my free hand as the other stroked along the alphas cock.

“So fucking good,” I mumbled, as much as I could around the intrusion, sucking and licking as I desperately sought more of his delicious flavor.

This time a louder groan erupted from the other side of the wall, only pleasing me more. It was guttural and deep, and one full of pleasure I knew I was the cause of.

I wasn’t a stranger to making men come, I did it all the time through work. But that was impersonal, disconnected through ascreen while I used toys to fuck myself into oblivion. This, I had control over. Was able to impact directly.

The alpha jumped along my tongue as I hallowed my cheeks, slurping noisily at his cock.

My vibrator pittered away at its highest setting, but it just wasn’t enough, I craved so much more. Needed more.

To be filled.

My hand reached for the large dildo I’d brought at his direction and I stuck its suctioned-cupped bottom to the floor below me.

“That’s a good girl,” the alpha praised, pressing further down my throat as I all but fell on the length with how slick I was. I moaned around the cock in my mouth as I bottomed out, even taking the replacement knot that was meant to simulate the overly full sensation of an alpha in rut, but always left me feeling a little… cheated.

I wondered what the real thing would be like as I ground down on the toy, the length meeting me in delicious ridges that were designed to stimulate the soft space deep inside me that begged to be knotted.

I whined, a thin reedy noise filled with wanting as I slurped along the alpha’s cock, reveling in his inability to fuck my throat. Everything, all of it, was on my terms.

And I was going to use this man the same way I used the toy. Like a fucking object.

I heard garbled words from behind the wall, but they were all white noise as I focused on my pleasure—the only thing that truly mattered here.

The mix of the vibrator, the scent, and the silicone cock had me falling apart, even this little bit of contact providing me more relief than the first five finishes I’d secured while waiting. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my slick pooled beneath me, pussy clamping hard around the toy as I pressed as closeas I could to the alpha, choking myself on his length until tears pricked at my eyes.

His groan only spurred me on, bobbing my head and sucking until I needed to come up for air.

I pulled off, slowly stroking the alpha in my hand. “Do you want to taste me, Alpha?”

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