Page 170 of Pack Rivals: Part Two
It feels too good, so good.
“I … I … I can’t,” I say, my body shuddering.
“You can, little Omega,” he says as he wraps his good arm around my waist. “You can do anything you want.”
He lifts my body and I slide up along his stiff cock, the friction lighting me up inside, forcing wild noises from my throat. Then he slams me back down. It’s just as good the second time and I wail, definitely waking the other alphas in the room, probably waking our nearest neighbors several miles away.
“So beautiful,” he moans as he finds a rhythm for us, lifting me up, and slamming me down.
There’re murmurs of agreement from behind us, but I hardly notice. I’m locked in this moment with Axel. The rest of the world disappearing completely.
“I love you,” he whispers, as we both become more and more frantic for the feeling of each other’s bodies. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”
I come.
Loud and noisy, and he follows straight after, telling me over and over again how much he loves me, wants me, needs me.
I cling to him, his cock seated deep inside me, as his knot expands and he locks me in place. Then he’s kissing me everywhere, my ear, my cheek, my mouth, my jaw, my neck, my shoulder.
“I love you too, Axel,” I sigh, melting into a world of Axel Stormgate, his spring-rain scent and his endless kisses.
“Alex,” he whispers, “my name is Alex.” I rock back peering into his gray eyes.
“What?”
He strokes my cheek. “My name is Alex,” he smiles, “but it was a name Angel couldn’t pronounce as a kid. He mangled it all up. Used to call me Axel instead, and, well, the name kind of stuck.”
I smile back at him. “Alex,” I say, resting my forehead against his. “Alex.”
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I tanglemy fingers in her hair and watch as our omega suckles on my cock.
I knew her heat would be fucking insane. But I never imagined it would be this good.
All she wants, all she begs for, is our cocks and our knots, our touch and our kisses.
There’s none of the usual whinging and whining. None of the silly sulks or pissy attitude. She wants us as much as we want her, and together we’re like something electric, sparking, fizzing, frenetic. So scorching hot we could burn the fucking world down if we chose.
“That’s it, little bird,” I croon, as she flicks her tongue against the ring in my cock, making me jerk on her tongue.
She moans, her eyes fluttering shut, as Angel fucks her from behind and Hardy licks at her clit from below.
It’s filthy. Depraved. Probably illegal in some fucking parts of the world.
Fucking incredible.
I smile so wide my cheeks ache and the little phoenix can’t help but smile back.
“Hey,” I say in a mock stern tone, “back to sucking, little bird. I want to pump my seed straight down your throat and into your belly.”
She harrumphs a little, but she loves the taste and the feel of me between her lips too much to argue. Soon enough, she’s back to humming around my cock.
I tug her hair and she resumes her sucking.
Good fucking Omega.
