Page 81 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
Don’t have to ask me twice. I lift up, ready to get in position, then frown.
“Fuck, we don’t have any lube,” I groan.
He gives me a dirty look. “We can make our own.” He angles his cock to point up between us. “Spit on my cock, Nate. Get me ready for that tight ass.”
Arousal flushes through me, and my cock twitches with need. “Fuck me,” I groan. His words are always driving me crazy.
“That’s the point,” he chuckles. “Now, do as you’re told, Beta.”
“Yes, sir,” I breathe before leaning over and spitting on his cock. He hisses, working it over his shaft before he does the same, adding more.
It’s so damn hot to watch.
He grips my ass, guiding me over the tip of his cock. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I grip his hair as I bury my face into his neck, biting down hard as his cock slowly sinks inside me.
The growl that rumbles in his chest fills me with pride. My eyes roll back while his thick cock fills me inch by delicious inch.
“So fucking tight,” he grunts when he bottoms out.
I’m so full, the pressure almost too much, yet not enough. My cock lies between us, dripping with arousal, begging to be touched.
Liam grips my ass, lifting me up all the way before shoving me back down.
“Oh god.” My eyes roll back as I let him move me over his shaft. He does it again and again, the sounds he makes driving me wild.
He goes harder, faster, until this position isn’t enough. He lifts me up and presses me against the nearest tree.
Our lips meet in a frenzy, working together feverishly. “I want to fuck this tight ass while you fuck our Omega,” he growls, grabbing my hands and pinning them to the tree above me. My legs go around his waist, using him to hold myself up. “I want to see her fall apart on your fucking cock while you shatter on mine.”
“Yes,” I moan. “Fuck, yes!”
He thrusts up into me, hard and punishing, my cock bouncing between us.
He hits that sweet spot inside me over and over again, making my mind go hazy. I can’t speak, I can’t think. All I can do is be at his mercy, feeling the blinding pleasure this man brings.
When he wraps his hand around my cock, I whimper as he starts to jerk me off to match the pace of his thrusts.
It’s hard, fast, and dirty, and some of the best sex I’ve ever had in my life.
To see him let go, all the tension in his body gone, is more of a turn on than anything.
All I’ve ever wanted was for him to be happy.
“Gonna cum,” he growls. “Gonna fill this ass so that you’re dripping for days.
“Yes!” I practically scream. “Do it, please, do it. Fill me.”
He snarls, and with the grip he has on my cock, added with the way he’s fucking my prostate, I can’t hold back.
I take one last look at the feral look on his face as he ruts into my ass before slamming my eyes shut as they roll back into my head. My ass clamps down around his cock, and I cum hard,spurting cum between us, making a mess. But I don’t care. This feels so fucking good. He feels so damn good.
“Good boy,” he growls. “Good fucking boy.” He moves his hand from my cock to grip my ass so hard it’s going to leave fingerprints, and gives one last hard thrust before stilling. He tucks his head into the crook of my neck as he lets himself go.
Full body tremors wrack his body as he lets out a delicious growl of pleasure. His cock pulses inside me, filling me with his hot cum.
“I needed that,” he groans as we stay there, half-naked, pressed against the tree, panting heavily.
“Same,” I chuckle.
