Page 53 of Fourth Base with the Alpha
“Yes, little Omega?”
“I’m serious. Touch me, please.”
His fingers pinch into my thighs and a growl, so low the mattress vibrates beneath my back, issues from his chest.
I swallow, my breath caught in my throat, my clit throbbing again in anticipation.
He lowers his head, slowly, so fucking slowly I think I might cry, and then his lips meet my clit. He kisses it gently and I moan so loud I’m sure every last person in this mansion must hear us.
He has the softest, plushest lips, and his beard tickles against me. Then he discovers me with his tongue, dragging it through my folds as he groans in pleasure. Like I taste better than anything he’s ever tasted.
“Fuck!” he says. “Fuck, Omega. So good. So, so good. Love the way you smell. Love the way you taste.”
I know it’s only words. What alphas high on an omega’s slick will say, but it still has my stupid omega heart singing; pleased he likes the way we smell and taste.
My own mouth waters, wondering if he’ll taste as good as he smells, suddenly wanting nothing more than to wrap my mouth around his cock and suck him dry.
“Alpha, I need to taste you too.”
He growls like I’m attempting to wrestle something precious from him, wrapping his arms around my thighs and settling himself more firmly between my legs.
“Please, Alpha,” I whine. “Please let me taste you too.”
“Omega,” he warns.
I reach down and prod his shoulder as he sweeps his tongue back and forth through my folds, slurping on my slick.
“You aren’t playing fair!” I protest, prodding him again, and this time he raises his head. His hair’s all disheveled, his eyes wild and his beard wet with my arousal.
God, I didn’t think the man could look any hotter, but right now he’d win world’s most beautiful man hands down.
“Alpha, we can do this together,” I remind him, with a curl to my lips. “Let me suck your cock, while you eat my pussy.”
“Shit, Isabella,” he groans. “You’re such a good girl, and then you say dirty things like that and want to do dirty things. Want to let me do dirty things.”
He stumbles to his feet and as his thumbs hook into the waistband of his boxers I hold my breath, only letting it go as he slides the underwear down his thick thighs revealing the very big cock that stands at his groin.
“Oh,Dios,” I mutter.
He takes it in his hand and I appreciate just how girthy he is when his fingers and thumb barely meet. He glides his fist down his cock and stalks towards the bed.
“You still want to do this, Omega?”
“Urgh, hell yes,” I say, unable to drag my eyes from his impressive cock.
I roll up onto my side as he climbs onto the mattress, swiveling his body around so his head is between my thighs again and his cock bobbing in front of my mouth.
He dives straight between my folds, circling the tip of his tongue around and around my clit and I take a heavy sigh, before reaching forward to taste him.
As my tongue hits the soft tissue of his cockhead, flavor explodes across my tongue and colors burst across my eyelids.
I swirl my tongue around his head, chasing every drop of that deliciousness until a voice from below says, “Omega, stop teasing me and suck.”
I smile and guide him between my lips. As I suck him deep into my mouth, he mimics my actions, sucking on my clit. I moan with him in my mouth and he jerks against my tongue. He’s so big, I can’t take all of him in, but I damn well try, taking him as far back as I can, gagging when he hits the back of my throat.
In the dark, I explore his body, my fingertips trailing over every plane, muscle and ridge until I find the fuzz at the bottom of his navel and the knot around the base of his cock, waiting to inflate when he comes. I reach lower and find his balls, cupping them in my hand and massaging them gently as I continue to suck on him.
“Yes,” he mutters into my folds, making everything there vibrate, “that feels so damn good.”
