My tongue flicks over her engorged clit, and her sweet taste explodes in my mouth.
Pre-cum dribbles from my tip. It’s got to be a biological reaction because all I can think about is filling her so full of my scent that another alpha wouldn’t think to look twice at her.
My jeans are still strangling my shaft, so I work a hand down, unzipping and giving my cock some room. I slide my ass from side to side, letting the material fall down my thighs, and give my length a few pumps.
My instincts might prove to be a problem. No matter how hard I try to focus on making her come, my system won’t stop obsessing over how to breed, bite, and claim her.
It takes considerable effort to drop my cock, but I wrap that forearm around her lower back to keep her steady. Her feet bounce against my shoulders as she rides my face.
I’m torn between teasing her clit and tongue-fucking her hole. Bringing my other hand up, I work two fingers inside her while testing different pressures and patterns on her clit.
It fills my chest with pure alpha pride as she uses her hand in my hair to shove me deeper.
“Locke, oh…” Her words turn undecipherable as her legs shake. Her walls mold to my fingers, no matter how hard I work to stretch them. She’s concerningly tight, and after this, I am sliding inside her. “Yeah, right there, but harder. So. Much. Harder.”
Circling her clit with firmer pressure from my tongue, I begin to finger-fuck her with deeper strokes.
I wish I could praise her. To tell her how incredible she tastes and how fantastic she’s going to feel wrapped around my throbbing cock, but my mouth is preoccupied.
Her entire body shakes as her moans get louder.
I tighten my hold on her lower back to keep her upright and crook my fingers with each plunge into her cunt.
Nipping at her hood makes her combust.
Hot slick fills my mouth as she sobs.
I wish I had a better view of her face, but her hair falls in the way as she curls forward.
My balls get tight as she milks my fingers. It’s wild, feeling her channel trying to lock me in place, and all my brain can focus on is what that will feel like wrapped around my length.
I smirk, kissing her clit and trying to be gentle as she comes down.
“Too much,” she says, pulling my hair.
I toe off my shoes as I stand and kick out of my jeans the rest of the way.
“Want to see what you taste like?” I don’t give her the chance to object as I shove my tongue into her mouth. My knuckles hit the counter next to her hip as I push her backward and lean over her.
She’s frantic as she grabs for my shaft. Her eyes widen, filling my chest with pride.
“Whoa, will those hurt?” Her feet dig into my hips as her thumb teases down my ladder piercings. “Doesn’t matter. Let’s find out.”
She guides me to her opening.
She’s so incredibly slick that even my crown brushing through her folds is enough to knock out rational thought.
I groan as she shimmies closer and impales herself on my tip.
My hand wraps around her hip as I leverage myself over the counter, pushing off the floor with my feet to bury myself deep.
She arches toward me, plastering her tits to my chest as her mouth falls open.
A loud moan slips from her lips, and it only spurs me on. Pulling out, I thrust inside her again while her nails dig into my lower back.
The counter makes for an awkward angle. Sliding my hands under her ass, I lift her. She immediately wraps herself tighter around me for support.
Laken doesn’t let the change in location stop her. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as she uses her feet as leverage to fuck herself deeper onto my shaft while I aim for the couch.