Page 96 of Nursing the Alpha
I shuddered, pumping my cock lazily with one hand as I pinched my nipple with the other. Milk beaded instantly, and I gasped at the added rush of sensation.
God, I was soaked. My crease was slick, my belly warm under my palm as I rubbed gentle circles over the swell.
I imagined it was him. Seth behind me again, biting my shoulder as he fucked me stupid. His big hands on my chest, milking me, worshipping me.
The pressure coiled tighter low in my gut.
A thud.
Soft. A shift of air.
I jumped, my hand freezing on my cock, my eyes snapping to the doorway.
Seth.
He stood there, broad shoulders filling the frame, his dark eyes locked on me.
My stomach dropped. My face flamed hot with guilt. What was he doing here? Didn’t he say he would be late?
“Seth, I?—”
“Don’t stop.”
His voice was calm. Rough. Dangerous.
My lips parted.
“You look so fucking good right now, baby. Keep going.”
Heat surged through me. I curled my fingers tighter around my shaft, stroking slowly as he stalked into the room.
He didn’t break eye contact as he shrugged out of his jacket, then his shirt, his muscles flexing with every movement.
When he stood before me, stripped to the waist, he cupped my jaw.
“God, look at you,” he murmured, brushing my flushed cheek with his thumb. “So worked up. Did my little omega really need me this bad?”
I nodded, breathless.
“Show me,” he said, his voice dropping lower. “Take these off.”
With shaking hands, I pushed my shorts down, baring myself fully. My cock stood flushed and leaking.
Seth’s eyes darkened. He kneeled between my legs and leaned in, his breath hot against my belly.
“Don’t you dare stop touching yourself.”
Then his mouth closed around my nipple.
I choked on a moan as he suckled hard, using his hand to knead the other swollen pec until milk sprayed against his palm.
The video still played on the screen. On it, Seth’s voice whispered filth as he pounded into my sleeping body.
Now his mouth was on me in real time.
I was surrounded. Overwhelmed.
I worked my hand faster on my cock, jerking my hips as I bucked into his mouth and palm.
