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“Need your safe word?” I asked casually, quickly adjusting myself while she wasn’t looking.

“No,” Inika rasped.

“Then get up, stick that dildo on the mirror, and watch yourself deep throat it, wishing it was my cock.”

She whimpered as she climbed to her feet and headed for the ostentatious gilt mirror that hung on the wall.

I came to stand behind her as Inika pressed the suction base to the glass, wanting to make sure she could see me watching her work in the reflection. It made for quite the contrast—the antifreeze-coloured dildo, complete with veins, on the antique Baroque mirror, decorated with golden cherubs and grapes on the vine.

Inika glanced at me in the mirror, her face flushed and eyes hectic as if I’d already fucked her into several orgasms, but it was just her brain making her feel this way. God, she was incredible. A sexually confident, bold, and beautifully submissive miracle.

“Suck, Inika.”

Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and wrapped those pouty lips I spent far too much time thinking about around the bulbous silicone cockhead.

“Don’t look at me,” I growled, my body stiff with tension from the effort of staying in place. “Watch yourself. See how deep you can take it.”

Chapter 16

INIKA

Iwas going to be kneeling in a puddle at this rate.

My eyes watered. Drool leaked out of the corners of my mouth. And my pussy was a full-blown waterfall.

Every time I bobbed my head, taking the silicone further down my throat, it filled the room with the lewdest squelching, gagging sound I’d ever made in my life. My face burned with a desperate kind of humiliation, and it made me ache for the stretch of Blake’s knot.

I was being a good girl. I wanted my reward.

Blake squeezed his shaft and I released the dildo immediately, letting out an omega growl of discontent. That was mine. I wanted it.

“In the nest, omega,” he said lazily, a smug grin on his face as he helped me up.

He didn’t need to tell me twice. I kept hold of his hand, dragging him with me.

“Wait,” I ordered, climbing onto the mattress and organising things the way I wanted them so there was a perfect, Blake-sized spot in the middle. “Okay. Now, come in.”

That it was the first time I’d ever had an alpha—or anyone—in my own personal nest didn’t register until much later. In the moment, all I cared about was getting on that sweet, sweet knot and orgasming until I forgot my own name.

Hadn’t I meant to end this arrangement yesterday?

Best not think about that now.

Blake was ever the conscientious alpha, letting me shift him where I wanted him and arranging cushions around him once I had him in place. For a long moment, I just admired him lying there amongst my things, increasingly drenched in my scent.

What a pretty picture he made.

“You finished staring, princess?”

“I don’t know. You’re very easy to stare at.”

I could have sworn he blushed this time.

Instead of waiting for him to take the lead, I shuffled down the bed on my knees, straddling one of Blake’s legs and bending over him to take his cock into my mouth.

In the back of my mind, I was faintly aware of the warning bells telling me that this had to be the last time. My heat was approaching. The hallway project was nearly done. I was going to have to deal with the fallout with my friends and family.

All of the walls were closing in on me at once. But for now, I was in paradise and I planned on enjoying every second of it.

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