Page 47 of Omega for the Pack

“Good,” I said, growling low in her ear. She shivered, and I captured her lips with mine. Kissing her deep.

I looked for a private area and saw a room next to the bathroom marked Alpha Omega Privacy Room. Damn, this restaurant thought of everything. No wonder it was highly rated. We were coming back here again.

We went into the room, and I quickly locked the door. It was a small room complete with a fancy bed in the middle.

She threw her arms around me, kissing me hard. I smelled her scent of arousal and her eagerness. She was just as horny for me as I was for her.

“Are you the type of guy who likes quickies?” she asked breathlessly against my neck as she lifted her lips from mine.

I instantly remembered the quickie we had in the broom closet.

“Maybe it just turns me on,” I whispered, lifting her tight-ass dress over her luscious butt. I squeezed each butt cheek, feeling the globe of them in my palms. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. She played with my cock, wrapping her fingers around it from outside my pants.

I felt all the blood rush there, my cock hardening even more.

“Let me take care of you,” she said, and I quickly unbuckled my pants. She pulled my cock out of my boxers. It needed attention, and I couldn’t believe what she was about to do.

I stood over her as she went down on her knees. She hesitantly touched my penis like it was some foreign object. She squeezed and played with my cock, getting acclimated to it.

She licked the tip of my cock. Ever so slowly. Fuck.

Her teasing was torturous.

“I thought you were a virgin?” I gasped.

“It’s not like I never watched x-rated videos,” she winked from below. God, my scrotum immediately tightened.

She continued licking my cock slowly from the bottom to the top. She licked my precum carefully and slowly, sticking her tongue out longer than necessary so I could see the white precum on her pink tongue.

“You’re torturing me, baby. I’m about to spread you open on that dirty bed,” I threatened.

“Patience, big boy,” she breathed on my cock. I groaned, feeling her hot breath on my dick. Her antics were turning me on even more. Then she pulled my cock into her mouth. It was too big for her, so only half of me entered her mouth. I felt the warm tightness of her lips, mouth, and throat.

Going up and down.

Licking around and around like a popsicle.

I grabbed the sides of the counter as my knees buckled. She looked up at me with those big eyes, her head bobbing up and down. My cock was warm and wet in her mouth. I couldn’t take it anymore. My balls tightened, and I exploded in her mouth.

She was taken by surprise as she quickly tried to swallow, but it was too much as it spilled over her chin.

“Damn,” I gasped as soon as I regained my breath. She was thoroughly trying to clean my cock with her tongue. Every last drop. “Please, no. You’re our queen, baby.”

“I want to,” she rasped. “When I’m horny and off the pills- it’s completely different. I want to do all the dirty, filthiest things you can think of.”

Fuck.

Licking off the remaining cum from my cock, she stood up and washed up in the little sink, and touched up her hair.

As I watched her, I remembered my late father lecturing me about alpha-hood. About omegas and how important she is to a pack. That I needed to treat my future omega as a queen.

“An omega is like a jewel to a pack,” I said out loud.

“Oh, what?” she asked, applying lipstick after cleaning up.

“You’re like a jewel to us, Tiana,” I said. “If anyone ever disrespects you, they’ll answer to me.”

“Is it because of good sex?” joked Tiana.

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