Page 46 of Pack Fever

“Let yourself go, sweetheart,” I urge.

Suddenly, her body tenses as her pussy squeezes my fingers. She cries out, and I know with the music still thundering out the balcony, no one will hear her. Her release spills onto my hand as her orgasm hits hard.

She shudders, her back arching as she convulses.

“Shit,” I murmur. “I will never get enough of seeing you come undone.”

My balls tighten. I’m about to burst. Pulling out of her, I climb to my feet fast, her slick cream still sticking to my hand despite the bath water.

I’m standing over her, cock in hand.

“Open up,” I tell her.

I expect her to be shocked, to push me away, but aside from her wide eyes at seeing the mass of my cock, she leans in toward me eagerly.

“That’s my good girl.” Resting a knee on the edge of the tub, she edges in closer and slips her mouth over the tip of my cock.

I hiss when she takes me deeper. She’s still shaking, still coming from her orgasm as if it’s going on forever. I want to be inside her. I’ll take her mouth for now, but next time, I’ll fuck that tight cunt.

Her eyes are huge, staring up at me as I push deeper into her mouth. I comb my hand through her hair and fist it at the back of her head to keep her in place. Her tongue runs the length of my shaft as she takes me deeper.

I’ve been barely holding on, so when I hit the back of her throat, I lose my shit. I grunt as I come so hard, I’m rocking where I stand.

Her hand is against my thigh as she steadies herself while she takes me.

I release her and rub her throat gently to help her.

“That’s it, take all of me, swallow my cum. Suck down on my cock.”

She’s taking it, her throat working, not once choking.

Oh, fuck. She’s stunning, fucking sexy. Thoughts of all the ways I’m going to slam into her rush over me. Her moans of pleasure at having my huge cock shoved into her mouth triggers my arousal to another level. She slithers a hand between her thighs, rubbing her pussy with hunger.

I’m still coming, pumping every last drop into her, as though my cock is producing extra just for her. I want her filled.

As she’s sucking down on me hard, her hand is working on herself overtime. I’m jealous of that hand. It should be my mouth licking it all up, my tongue wriggling between her folds.

Then she tenses, her body shuddering, her thighs clenching.

Finishing my pumping, I draw out of her mouth with a popping sound, and she collapses in the tub, gasping for air. She licks her lips, staring up at me, batting her eyes.

“Why does it feel so good when I come?” she whispers, her eyelids growing heavy, her lips curling upward, still floating on euphoria. “And did you know your cum tastes a bit like ginger? It’s so good.”

“How are you feeling now?” I gasp for breath, far from being sated. Fucking her all night would come close to filling my need.

“Better. Like I can breathe again.” She drags the towel over her lap to cover herself, and I fucking adore her innocence.

Suddenly, I’m leaning in and kissing her, unable to get enough. She trembles against me, and I know if I don’t stop, I’ll have her pinned beneath me in seconds, fucking her, knotting in her. So, I pull back.

“Let’s get you dried before they send a witch hunt for us,” I joke, grabbing a new towel to clean myself and one for her as she climbs out of the tub and removes her wet skirt. Once I’m tucked back into my pants, I’m still partially hard. I need more, but not now. I wrap the towel around her shoulders, and dry her arms.

“It’ll be easier if you take the shirt off, too,” I suggest, seeing her tugging it down from where it was bunched up just above her gorgeous breasts.

“I don’t have anything else to wear.” Her comment doesn’t make sense since I’ve seen her naked, so I’m not sure why she’s resisting. I put it down to stress. There’s worry in her voice, and I step back as she wraps her towel around herself.

“I’ll be back. I’ll bring you something to wear from my mom’s wardrobe.”

Crossing the room, I’m torn about how intoxicating a spell she has over me. We’ve just met, yet I can’t help but be reminded that when an Alpha and Omega clash together like an explosion, their passion will be so fierce, so demanding, it will destroy them if they don’t end up together.

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