Page 35 of The Pregnant Wolf Omega Next Door

Emre’s breath rushed out. “Now. Now, please.”

“Open your legs wider. Show me how good you are for me.”

Emre shuffled his legs apart as wide as he could, feeling completely exposed. Vulnerable, ready to be claimed. Zenith leaned away, cool air rushing across Emre’s back.

Zenith was looking, Emre realized suddenly. He was looking at Emre’s bare back, his open ass, his hole that needed to be claimed.

So Emre reached down and pried his cheeks apart with one hand, raising his ass higher as an offering.

Zenith groaned. He helped to angle Emre’s ass so he was perfectly positioned to take a big alpha cock. “So beautiful.” Zenith covered Emre’s hand with his own, dipping his thumb between Emre’s cheeks to nudge his entrance. Emre jerked and clenched. “I’m going to stretch you wide open with my cock. I’llpound deep inside you, grind against your prostate until you come and come again.”

Emre panted, rocking back, trying to tempt Zenith inside. “Now. Now, please!”

Zenith dipped his fingertips inside. Then he pushed them deep, all the way to his knuckles, and began to fuck Emre.

“Not enough,” Emre whined. “Need your cock!”

“Fuck,” Zenith hissed. He pushed a third finger in and hooked them against Emre’s prostate; Emre’s eyes rolled back. “You like my cock, don’t you?”

And he slid his hot cock against Emre’s perineum, under his balls so it brushed against Emre’s cock from below. It was so hot, seeing the difference in their sizes, Zenith’s cock huge against his own.

Emre rutted against Zenith’s cock, his own precum dripping all over it. Zenith swore and pulled back, slotting his length against Emre’s crack, pushing it down between his cheeks. It ground against Emre’s hole, sending a spark into his body.

Then Zenith leaned in, his blunt tip rubbing over Emre’s hole. Precum shot all over it. Both of them groaned.

“Want my precum deep inside?” Zenith murmured, his breathing unsteady. “Want me to paint your insides with my marking?”

Emre moaned. The next thing he knew, Zenith was pushing into him, big and thick, inch after inch of his cock stretching Emre inside.

He was so fucking big. Sounds fell out of Emre; he couldn’t stop shaking.

Zenith pressed his hand over Emre’s mouth. “Shh. I need you to be quiet.”

And he fucked in, grinding sweetly against Emre’s prostate.

Emre screamed and came, pleasure crashing through him.

“That’s it. Come around me.” Zenith panted, pushing deeper, until all Emre knew was his alpha’s cock owning him completely. “Fuck,you just keep sucking me down like you’re begging for my cum.”

“More, more,” Emre whimpered.

“You’re so fucking desperate for me,” Zenith hissed. He pressed his teeth against the back of Emre’s neck. Emre shuddered. “Taking my cock so eagerly like you’re made for it. You just want me to fuck you senseless, until you’re coming all over me, taking every drop of my cum.”

Emre came around him a second time, his body so full, he couldn’t think.

“I’ve been saving up such a huge load for you,” Zenith growled in his ear. He was thrusting long and slow, keeping Emre open and impaled. He skimmed his fingers over Emre’s chest and played with his nipples, until they tingled and Emre’s cock leaked nonstop. “I’ll fill you with so much cum, it’ll pour out of your pretty ass when I pull out.”

“No!” Emre cried. “I want it inside.”

“Oh? You don’t want it all over your body?” Zenith murmured, sliding his fingers between Emre’s legs. “Smeared over your cock and hole, showing everybody you belong to me?”

Emre shuddered, the ache in his body intensifying. “I want! I want. Please.”

“You’ll smell like mine,” Zenith rasped. “You’ll smell as though I’m the one who knocked you up, the one who bred you.”

“Yes,” Emre whispered. Gods, if only Zenith had been the one to put the pup in his belly. “I want you to knock me up.”

“Fuck!” Zenith’s cock swelled; he pushed deeper yet, and paused. “I don’t want to hurt you.”