Page 33 of Shared Omega

As I continue rubbing her mercilessly, Sloane’s body convulses with forced pleasure. Hot, thick excretions of cervical fluid spill from her hole, coating my achingly hard cock. Her toes curl and her eyes roll feverishly in their sockets.

At last, after several minutes, Sloane’s naked body goes slack in my arms, half-unconscious with exhaustion and pleasure.

When I take my hand away from her mouth, all that comes out are incoherent syllables. A bit of drool dribbles from the corner of her lips, and her eyes are dazed and dreamy.

I set her limply on the floor, propping her against the wall. Her perfect, feminine curves are striped with moonlight and shadows. Her head lolls a moment, then she looks at me expectantly. Her eyes trace downward from my face, down my torso, before pausing between my legs where my hard cock is bouncing with my racing pulse.

The wings of her nostrils flare slightly as she sniffs, and she turns her head toward my one spurt of semen, which dripping down the wall.

“You didn’t finish,” she whispers.

Regaining some of her strength, she rises to her knees in front of me.

“Sloane,” I warn her, “Be careful…”

Steadying herself with one hand against my thigh, she grips my shaft in her other hand and leans in, brushing the tip against her lips and glossing them with my fluid.

Something dark and animalistic is rising up inside me. The beast voice is howling to claim her mouth with my cock. I caution her one last time.

“Sloane, If you get the beast inside me riled up, I won’t be able to hold back.”

“Then don’t.”

She parts her lips and slides my throbbing cockhead inside.

CHAPTER 10: SLOANE

The head of Dog’s cock is plump and supple in my mouth. I suck it gently, and something dribbles onto my tongue, warm and intensely salty. Wincing, I pull back, and a silver thread of sticky fluid bridges from his cock to my lips.

“Sloane,” he purrs above me.

His body is trembling with barely restrained animal lust. He’s already tried to warn me about his animal urges.

But I have urges too.

“I want to taste you,” I whisper, “I need to taste you.”

My tongue flickers out, swirling around his blunt head. I brush my lips along his throbbing shaft, exploring with my tongue as I go, tracing every ridge and pulsing vein, and searching for his most sensitive places.

When I tease the sexy little V on the underside where his head meets his shaft, I know I’ve struck gold.

Dog grunts, and more of that viscous fluid spills from his tip onto my tongue. This time I’m prepared for it, and I savor its intense flavor.

“Good,” Dog groans above me. “So good…”

His massive hands smooth over my close cropped hair. He cups the back of my head, urging me forward. I open my jaw wider and take him deeper. His hard cock is smooth and warm in my mouth. I feel the pulse of his lifeblood against my tongue.

“Good omega…”

I sidle closer and slide my hands up his thighs, around his taut hips, and behind to grip the solid globes of his hard buttocks. His intense, animal musk surrounds me, swelling my nipples with arousal.

My head starts to bob, taking more and more of Dog’s shaft with each pass. As I feel his thick member sliding in and out of my mouth, I can’t help but wonder how it would feel between my legs. My pussy clenches at the thought.

But that would be impossible. There’s no way this beast could ever fit inside me.

He would split me in two.

Dog’s hands become tense on my head. His muscles are trembling like he’s struggling to hold back some violent impulse. He nudges his cock all the way to the back of my throat, and I start to gag.