Page 95 of Curvy Dirty Omega

I slid my hands up to hook my fingers in her underwear, yanking it off before she could protest. Jesus, the scent of her need was so fucking potent. There was only one thing I could do at this point, and it was what I’ve been made to do.

“Don’t worry, baby.” My hands slid up her legs and I watched the path they made like a man possessed. “It’s my job to make sure my omega no longer feels pain – that you’re taken care of…that you take every drop of pleasure I can give you.”

Lucy propped herself up on her elbows, watching me as I scraped my teeth alongside her inner thigh. “It hurts so much, but when you touch me…”

Biting down on her thigh was instinct. I was too fucking gone to remember I wasn’t supposed to claim her, but a tiny piece of me was relieved when I didn’t taste her blood in my mouth, just the desire oozing from her like some kind of drug.

“When you touch me, it feels so good,” she whispered as she parted her thighs even wider, giving me the most tantalizing view I’d ever seen.

Her pussy was glistening with her slick, oozing down to soak into my sheets and the second my eyes fixated on where that deliciously potent scent was coming from, the whole thing pulsed and for a brief moment I wondered if I could make her come without even touching her.

…maybe next time.

Her thighs were thick and strong. If I did this right, she might just crush me with them. And her hips, fuck me, she had such gorgeous curves. I couldn’t wait to get her off so I could flip her over and see what that ass looked like as I fucked her so hard she’d feel it for days.

Hooking her legs over my shoulders gave me the leverage and angle I wanted, but even this far gone, I wanted to hear more. I needed it just as badly as I needed the taste of her on my tongue.

“I’ll make it better, baby. Just let me taste you. Let me hear you need me, even just for a moment.”

Her fingers slid through my hair right as I descended on her, and the sweet, dark flavor of her exploded on my tongue.

A low growl escaped me and it was deeper and more vicious than any sound I’ve ever made before. I had no idea it was even possible until now, but she was driving me fucking insane and we’d barely started. Even my chest was heaving like I’d been running miles, and I held her thrashing body down with one hand on her stomach to suck her clit into my mouth, before shoving my tongue into her pussy.

Lucy fucking screamed.

The room was suddenly too hot and I swallowed every drop of her slick I could, feeling it heat my body even more. Her instant orgasm surprised us both, but fuck, did it taste good.

Pressing my hips against the mattress didn’t help the ache in my dick at all. I needed to be inside her right fucking now, but her thighs squeezed me, holding me in place as I made sure to keep licking and sucking, fingers digging into her flesh hard enough to leave a mark.

Oh, god, she was riding my face. Her pussy was so fucking hot and I could have sworn I felt it sucking me in with each pulse.

I was going to come in my pants if I couldn’t get inside her soon.

Lucy was grinding against my face, using me. I wasn’t even inside her and it already felt so fucking good, but it wasn’t enough. It would never really be enough, would it?

The taste of her was just as intoxicating as the smell. I knew my mouth would water every single time I got a whiff after this. All I would think about was just how good she tasted, how she squirmed with every lick, how her pussy clenched around my tongue when I slid it in and out of her…

How she gushed more of her delicious slick every time she looked at me.

Lucy came again, her fingers tightening on my hair hard enough it would have hurt any other time, but right now? I couldn’t feel anything outside the burning need to be surrounded by her heat.

This time, her body relaxed just enough for me to pry her legs from around my neck and I grabbed her wrists, pinning them against the mattress as I dragged my free hand down her arm. The touch was barely there as I trailed my fingertips over her skin—so slowly it was fucking torture.

Was I torturing her or myself? I couldn’t figure it out and honestly, I don’t know if I really cared at this point.

My fingertips reached her elbow and I dug my nails into her skin as I went down her triceps, leaving more marks. “You’ve got me so fucked up, Lucy. How am I supposed to stop?”

She rolled her hips against me again, that hot pussy teasing me. “Liam, please.”

For some reason, it was easier to hold back right now, if only because I couldn’t get enough of the way she was losing her goddamn mind for me.

“Liam…” She was sobbing now, desperately trying to get me closer. “Please fuck me.”

“Oh, I’m definitely going to fuck you, Lucy.” Running my fingers down her neck and between her breasts, I slid my hand all the way down to that hot, sweet center to push two fingers inside her. “I’m going to fuck you until you bleed.”

Her pussy clenched around my fingers so hard I cursed. She was going to ruin me like this.

“Do you like the sound of that? You want me to fuck you so hard you bleed?” I brushed my lips against the sensitive skin against her neck, just behind her ear where one of those spider lilies graced her skin.

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