Page 173 of Psycho Beasts

Sadie wrapped her legs around my waist, and the most exquisite wetness dripped across my burning dick as she rubbed herself wantonly.

Then she leaned forward and bit down savagely on my chest.

Painful pleasure exploded across my flesh as my alpha claimed me back. Her lush lips smirked as she moved her head to another unblemished inch of skin and bit down again.

My second wall crashed to the ground.

My hips snapped as I slammed my dick against her core, giving us both the delicious friction we craved.

She bit me harder.

I pounded against her harder.

My blood dripped down Sadie’s chin, and she grinned at me. “My omega.”

I nearly came.

The third wall poofed out of existence.

I’m never letting her go, so sweet and violent. So fucking perfect.

“Good, baby girl.”

I threw her against the wall with all my might, both of us groaning as her slick heat gushed at the friction.

As a reward, I dragged my stubble against her sensitive neck until I smelled her blood.

She slammed her fists against my back with surprising strength, pounding against the open wounds from her nails.

My eyes rolled back in my head.

As a reward, I bit down on her neck, pinched her cherry nipples as hard as I could, and slammed my hips forward so my vibrating dick pounded against her clit.

Sadie screamed deliciously. The warm blood from where I’d savaged her neck was slippery across her chest and slicked my fingers as I tortured her nipples.

Her head was flung back in pleasure, my bite mark stark on her neck, as my fingers coated her pert nipples in gore, and I played with her like she was my toy.

I would never recover from this.

From her.

My baby girl was perfect, and I’d die for her.

Everything became a hazy blur as we tortured each other.

My only cognizant thought was that she was still a virgin and I should take her on the bed.

I pulled back to bring us over, but my warrior alpha bit my bicep savagely.

“Don’t want the bed,” she mumbled.

Fuck.

There had never been a more perfect woman. I was going to build a shrine dedicated to her.

“You’re so perfect. You’re everything, baby girl,” I praised my little beauty.

Once again, her pupils expanded at my words, and she trembled. Did the other men know she had a praise kink?

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