Page 30 of The Omega Archives: Part One

Cal didn’t pause as he ran his tongue all the way up to the crown, swirling at where a bead of pre-cum already started to bead. He grinned at the way I groaned.

It had been too long since we had taken time for one another.

“Just like that, beta,” I praised, breathless. “You know how to take me.”

He moaned right back.

Now I was the one who was grinning, not that he could tell. He was far too busy sucking my cock the way only he knew how. Perfectly.

He bobbed his head as I shoved him down deeper. He one hand leveraged himself on my thigh while the other reached down to cup my halls and squeeze.

“Fuck, baby. I’m not going to last if you keep going like that.”

By the way his side of our bond lit up, clearly, that was his plan.

I shoved him down further, holding him there in punishment—only, of course, Cal liked this too much. I slowly started to adulate my hips, thrusting into his warm, wet mouth.

It wasn’t long before I was fucking my sweet beta’s mouth unable to control myself, and he took it just the way I knew he could without complaint, swallowing me down.

“You’re so fucking perfect, beta. So fucking good taking your alpha’s cock,” I praised as I used him, feeling the peak of my pleasure alongside his own pleasure at pleasing me.

I rocked my hips down his throat until I came with a hard grunt.

After another moment, feeling Cal’s breath through his nose against my pelvis, I pulled out of his mouth carefully. He leaned back on his knees, rubbing his jaw.

There was nothing but a smile on his face.

“You like how I fuck your mouth, beta?” I asked.

“You know I do, Sir.”

I reached forward and grabbed him by his shirt, yanking him up closer to me until our lips were a breath apart.

His dark eyelashes fluttered along his cheeks.

He was turned on. That was clear, if not from the flush in his cheeks but by how uncomfortable that zipper must’ve been against where he strained against his pants.

He didn’t even notice as I unzipped when my lips slammed into his, showing him my appreciation as my hand wrapped around Cal’s hard cock.

He gasped into my mouth.

“You should know better than to think I’d leave my beta wanting when he’s been such a good boy for me.”

Biting his bottom lip, he forced his eyes to stay open on me as I started to stroke him from root to tip. I rubbed the bit of moisture already there into the tip of his cock and stroked down.

He shook from the sensation.

I knew exactly how to bring him to the edge and hold him there. But I was going to be kind to him.

Tonight, anyway.

I picked up the pace, listening to the small keens and grunts as he gripped my shoulder. He knew he couldn’t get away from me. Ever.

And neither of us wanted to.

“Oh, Sir. Please. Yes. Let me come,” Cal begged.

“Come whenever you want, beta.” I leaned in and bit right under his ear.

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