Page 80 of Rut Bar

Her tight pussy clamps down on my cock and knot like she wants to break it and when she finally comes, her walls fluttering and cramping, my heart stutters in my chest like it’s about to stop. She’s loud through her release as she cries out. My balls are drained, and all the fight goes out of me as I sag against the bed and catch my breath.

Jamie’s licking doesn’t stop, not even when my knot finally shrinks and my softening cock slips out. She puts her hands on my thighs and uses me for support as she leans back to give him better access as he cleans her. He purrs while he laps up our sticky mess of cum and slick, and I groan at the absolute perversion of it.

Another alpha’s eating my cum right out of our omega’s pussy.

It’s unheard of.

He purrs while he feasts on her, and then his attention moves to me. He sucks my soft head into his mouth and licks me clean and the rough vibrations of his purr make my cock twitch back to life.

It’s so fucking wrong, it’s right. Omegas purr. If one likes you enough, they’ll purr while giving head. But an omega’s dainty purr is nothing compared to an alpha’s rolling thunder.

And Jamie knows how to give head.

My cock rallies as he sucks it deeper into his mouth, like he can’t get enough of me. He tongues my slit, then teases the sensitive webbing of skin under the flared corona. It doesn’t matter that I came, that my balls are spent for a while. Between her heat pheromones and his deep purr, my body answers their call.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Anthony says from his vantage point on the sidelines. “You like him, babe?”

Jamie purrs with agreement as his head bobs and he takes me deeper, all the way to the back of his throat where the purring is more intense, the vibrations world-shattering.

“Fuck,” I pant. “Oh, God, that’s so good.”

Veronica moves to get off me, but I band an arm around her waist and pull her back so she has no choice but to lie on top of me. Her weight is comforting, and I’m not ready to let her go.

She angles her head for a kiss, and I’m more than happy to oblige. Her lips are sweet, and I pour all of my happiness, all of my contentment into our kiss until Jamie hollows his cheeks and sucks.

He pulls off my cock, and I groan at the loss of his beautiful mouth. Veronica fists her hand in his hair and shoves his nose into my groin.

“Don’t stop,” she orders.

Jamie takes one of my balls into his mouth and sucks on it while his tongue moves over the sack, stretching the skin. My hard cock smears a line of pre-cum against his stubble covered cheek. When he slips my head past his lips again, I drop my hand onto hers on his head and nudge him down.

I’m done being teased. If he’s going to suck cock, then he’s going to do it right.

And he’s going to swallow.

Jamie purrs while he takes my cock all the way past the deflated knot. My cockhead hits the back of his mouth and knocks against the tight ring of his throat. But it doesn’t stop there. His throat opens, and he takes me deeper still.

“Good boy,” I tell him, enjoying the way his purr stutters at the praise. I thought his kink was degradation, but maybe he likes praise too. “You’re so good at sucking cock, alpha.”

He pulls back and laves the tip, then swallows me again, his throat squeezing around me as he takes me all the way down and holds me there until he needs air. I remember how hard Anthony fucked his face last night. How the alpha took it, his face red and his eyes leaking from the strain. But I’m bigger. Thicker. And I have my knot to worry about. It wouldn’t be safe to keep risking it.

Jamie has no such reservations. He swallows me to the root again, knot and all, and I’m lost in the sheer pleasure of it as his purr rumbles all around me while I drip right down his throat. He pulls back, takes a noisy breath, then does it again. And again. Until my swelling knot barely fits past his teeth and we flirt with the line of danger a bit too hard.

Veronica must sense it too. How close I am. How oblivious to suffocation he is. Because she wraps her hand around my knot on his next resurfacing. I breathe a sigh of relief as I finally let myself go.

My hips snap up as I fuck his mouth and ignore his noisy, wet sounds. His purr falters as I wrest control from him. Veronica bounces on top of me. She’s along for the ride as I fuck the alpha’s face, my knot swelling in her hand. The bulge knocks against his lips as my cockhead batters at the back of his throat.

I grunt, my pelvis tight and tingling again. My nostrils flare as I bury my face in her throat and inhale her heat-sweetened pheromones deep into my sinuses. Normally I wouldn’t be able to come so quickly again, but ruts are magic, even for an old dog like me. I sink into the urges and let them take me as her pheromones wrap me in their spell.

“Swallow it,” I growl, my only warning right before I come. My knot strains against her tiny hand as my cock kicks between his lips, my seed flooding his mouth. It’s swallow or drown as I pump my release onto his tongue. Her fists tighten, and I grunt again as my balls dredge up one last burst of cum.

Jamie makes noisy licking and sucking sounds and his purr rumbles while he cleans me. He laps up every single drop, then swipes his tongue over my knot and her fingers to be sure he got it all.

“Morning, baby,” Anthony says as he crawls closer with his knees on the bed and kisses her.

“Good morning,” she says, smiling.

“Morning, babe.” Anthony leans over to ruffle Jamie’s knotted, blond hair. “Did you enjoy your breakfast?”

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