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She takes over, checking the fit of the snug ring around my cock and balls and stroking me until I’m fully hard and it’s a secure fit. The urge to thrust, to fuck her hand, is difficult to ignore. Her thumb rubs along the webbed bit of skin where my shaft attaches to the head. She presses it into my leaking hole and smears the drop of pre-cum welling there.

“Touch yourself,” Vee commands. “I want you to stroke your cock and know that it’s the last time you’ll ever have that privilege. That if you want relief, you’ll need to beg one of us to unlock you. That your cock is ours now. We own it. Don’t we, pet?”

“Yes, Ma'am.” A shudder rolls through me as I replace her hand with mine, stroking myself the way I enjoy until my breathing gets faster. Tension coils taut in my pelvis and my balls ache. The cock ring makes them throb. It makes me want to beg for release. For the satisfaction of emptying them. “My cock is yours.”

“Good.” Vee watches the rapid movement of my fist with a hungry gaze. Her red lips part and her pink tongue darts out to wet them. “I like knowing that it’ll be locked up for safekeeping when we’re not using it. That you’ll need to beg us if you want it removed.”

The thought of being owned so intimately, so completely, of giving up all control over my cock, brings me right to the edge. I love knowing she desires me, even with my cock caged. That it can be locked up and she’ll still want me in her pack. That I’m more than just a big cock and knot to her.

I want Vee to own me so profoundly and permanently that it can’t be undone. I want her teeth in my skin and her bond in my soul. The thought of her biting me, of her dainty omega fangs cutting her claim into my flesh, nearly pushes me over the edge.

Not yet,I think as I let the moment drag on. “I’m going to come, Ma'am.” My ass cheeks clench from having to hold off. To wait for permission.

And Vee makes me wait. She watches my hand stroke my cock, watches the pre-cum drip and fling off, striking her desk. And I wait. I pinch my head harder with each tug to keep from tipping over. My breathing stutters into rapid pants. I can’t hold back much longer. I’ll need to slow my pace if she won’t let me come yet.

“Not yet,” Vee says.

My hand slows, and the pending orgasm fades.

“I haven’t told you where to come yet.” She shifts in place where she’s leaning against her desk. Vee reaches down and grabs the edge of her tight skirt. She shimmies it until the fabric bunches around her waist, and then she shoves the papers and things on her desk to the side and sits on the edge, her legs splayed wide.

One painted nail taps against her inner thigh. “Here. Come here, pet. Now.”

ChapterThirty-Four

JAMIE

Miss Vee smiles.“I want you to come on my thigh because you haven’t earned the right to come inside my pussy yet.”

Stroking harder and faster, a goal in mind now, I finally let my hips move. I thrust, fucking my fist, and I’m right back there on the edge. My eyes lock on her panties. They’re pink mesh with a black bow and there’s a wet spot above the seam of her gusset. The dark thatch of her trimmed hair is visible through the fabric.

Seeing her pussy without being allowed to touch or lick it is a torment. Her pheromones are thick and heady. My mouth waters with the need to taste her. To lap up all that slick until she comes on my face.

The need to come overwhelms me, blanking all the other thoughts from my mind. I tug slower and more firmly, the tight ring snug around my cock and balls. My cockhead smacks against the soft skin of her inner thigh, pre-cum dripping and smearing. Strings of it connect us after my head lifts away with every stroke. I’m so close. I can’t hold it back any longer.

“I’m going to come,” I warn her.

“Now.”

The permission—an order, really—is all that I need. The orgasm rolls through me as waves of heat. My cock jumps, and my balls ache as I pulsate. It’s ruddy and throbbing, the veins bulging from the ring.

Cum splashes over her skin in spurts and dribbles. It paints white splatters over the curve of her rounded thigh. It drips to the floor and runs in rivulets, drenching the edge of her panties.

“See the mess you’ve made?” Vee tsks. She leans back on her hands. “Good boys clean up their messes.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I sink to my knees and touch her leg, nudging them apart. She spreads her thighs wide, and I settle between them. Leaning down, I stick my tongue out and lick. I scoop my cum up with my tongue and clean every inch of her. Nails rake through my long hair, carding it out of my face as I work to make her spotless again.

“Hmm. That’s good, pet. But you made another mess you need to clean up.” She taps a fingertip over the wet spot on her underwear.

“May I undress you, Ma’am?”

“I think you’d better.” When Vee nods, I hook my fingers on either side of her panties and tug, rolling them down her hips. She lifts her butt off her desk and helps me take them off her. Once they’re folded neatly, I set them aside.

My eyes stay trained on her as I lean forward and set my face between her thighs. I lick her wet seam, lapping up her sweet orange slick. My tongue slicks deeper in between her lips, finding and teasing her clit until it swells. Sucking it makes her grind against my face, her body telling me she’s eager for more. For everything I want to give her.

“Oh, fuck. You’re so good at that. Mmm. How’d you get so good at eating pussy?”

I pull away to answer her, but her fingers tighten in my hair. She tugs back into place.

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