Page 83 of Talk About… Rivalry

He was glistening in the warm light of his room, so wet for his alpha.

“Such a good boy,” I groaned before I dove in. He tasted like heaven on my tongue, sweet and tart, his scent so visceral here that I swear it seeped into my very bones. “Mine.”

“Yours,” he promised. There were no hints of the earlier shyness and it seemed the conversation we had helped ease his mind. He was no longer running from me, but to me.

I drove back in, my tongue lapping up every drop of his slick. My cock was so hard that it ached. I pushed a hand against it, trying to ease it as I continued to eat out my omega. His cries of pleasure were driving me crazy.

“Stand up and turn around,” I demanded, needing to prepare him to take me, but wanting to make it good for him first.

His pleasure, his sighs of pure bliss, were all I cared about now.

My own pleasure would come after.

Taylor did as I said, his body shaking. I looked up the length of his torso to meet his eyes. He had a half smile on his face, onedimple more prominent than the other and a halo of brown curls shining in the low light.

“You’re gorgeous,” I told him, the conviction in my voice making those delicious dimples deepen even further.

Before he could open his mouth and say anything, I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, squeezing and stroking him a few times before I wrapped my lips around him.

Here his scent was even more primal, every note was stronger, perfectly blending together with his omega sweetness and morphing into something that I could never get enough of.

I breathed him in, pressing my nose into his pelvis and taking several breaths before I moved back.

While I set a pace that had his fingers tightening in my hair, I let my hand slide over his hip to the back of his thighs. His slick lubricated my fingers as I pressed into his entrance.

He tensed for a moment as I pushed against his tight ring of muscle, then relaxed as I sucked him even harder, refusing to let him overthink it.

One finger turned into two, then three, before his legs were shaking. I shifted to the side, my hand taking over for my mouth, pumping him furiously while my fingers continued to stretch his ass for me.

When I curled them forward, making sure to hit that spot inside of him that would make him lose control, he cried out.

He was trying hard to stay quiet and I was making that jobverydifficult as I continued to peg his prostate with each stroke. He lifted one arm, biting down to stop his screams as cum spilled over my hand. Those cries turned into whimpers as I stroked him through his release.

The sounds he made were enough to drive an alpha wild.

He was barely able to hold himself upright and I got to my feet before guiding him to the bed. He collapsed onto his front, face in the mattress but still on his knees so his ass was in theair for me. My alpha rumbled in my chest, loving his omega presenting for us.

If I could’ve, I would have admired it longer, but I needed him. I positioned myself behind him, taking a deep breath and enjoying the view for just a moment.

“Fuck me now, alpha,” he demanded. It seemed my omega was needy and demanding in bed and I loved it.

I couldn’t help but wonder what Sidney would be like if she was in here with us. Would she be even more docile, or would she be just as sassy, the two of them bratting together?

I couldn’t fucking wait to find out.

I teased the tip of my cock over his slick, spreading it around before gently sliding in. Even though I’d prepared his body, he was so fucking tight that my eyes rolled back in my head.

He breathed through it all as I pushed forward, unrelenting until I was balls deep.

“Breathe, omega,” I ordered, pausing to let his body acclimate.

Taylor once again showed that he was not the patient type. He pushed back against me, demanding that I move.

That was enough for me. I pulled back before snapping my hips forward again, the mattress muffling his cries as I fucked him hard and fast. He felt so good and we both needed a release of tension and this was the perfect way to do it.

“You’re so good for me, omega, so fucking tight and warm. I could live in this moment.”

“Quit being sassy and fuck me, alpha, harder,” he demanded.

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