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“That’s a good boy.” He caresses my hollowed cheeks. “Nurse all you want on my cock.”

The fire in my belly grows, though, the drops not enough to ease the burn. My head bobs faster, no longer content to just suckle on him. Saliva drools from my open mouth, and I fist his base, pumping him as I curl my tongue against the big vein that runs the length of his shaft before circling his head.

His petting shifts from comforting to demanding as the cum leaking from his tip turns into a steady stream. “That’s it, you’re doing so good.”

I release his belt to reach between his legs and cup his heavy sack through his slacks, squeezing them.

With a shout, his hand returns to the back of my head and he shoves me down, sliding his fat cock into my throat as it pulses. I greedily swallow his release, massaging his balls to get it all.

But it’s not enough. Even with a belly full of his seed, my stomach cramps.

I pull off him with a desperate whine, pawing at his semi-hard length, trying to bring him back to readiness.

“Shh, it’s okay.” He lifts me from the floor to straddle his lap and directs my face into the crook of his shoulder. “You need to be filled, don’t you, sweetness?”

“Please, Alpha.” I inhale the thick pheromones behind his ear. “It hurts.”

“I’ll ease the ache for you.” His hand slips under my robe, and he grabs my ass, fingers dipping into my crease to find my dripping entrance. “God, you’re so wet. It wouldn’t take anything to slide right into you.”

“Do it, Alpha.” I rock my hips, my hard dick grinding against his stomach. “Breed me. Stuff me full. Put your baby in me.”

“Fuck, that’s tempting. You have no idea how much I want to do that.” He cups the back of my head, pressing my face to his throat, where his pheromones fill my lungs. “Keep breathing me in, and let me take care of you.”

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Fingers massage my entrance, gathering up my slick before pushing into my body. My hips buck at the invasion, taking them knuckles deep.

The stretch eases the painful ache, and I suckle on the soft skin behind his ear, whimpering as I rock up and down on those thick digits. My weeping dick rubs against his button-up shirt for added friction.

“That’s good.” He massages my scalp. “You like sucking on my throat?”

“Mmm.” I release the tender flesh and lick at it. “It’s good, Alpha.”

He palms my ass with his free hand, spreading my cheeks open. “Think you can take a third?”

“Please, Alpha.” I sink onto him, rolling my hips. “Fill me more.”

Pressure builds at my entrance, followed by an ache that borders on pain as another finger slides into me. I gasp and clutch at his shoulders, my teeth sinking into his neck.

He groans and pushes his fingers deeper, knuckles bumping past my tight ring of muscles and curling toward my abdomen. Pleasure jolts through me, and I moan, wiggling on his lap for more.

“Did I find your sweet spot?” He massages the bundle of nerves, and I whimper as my body moves on its own, seeking more of the addictive sensation.

Something hot nudges at my thigh, and my pulse quickens as I reach between our bodies to stroke his hard length.

He groans, and his hand joins mine, gripping my dick and wrapping my fist around us both. “Like this, sweetness. I need you against me.”

He’s bigger than me, and it takes two hands to grip us, which unbalances me. His hand shifts to the back of my neck, pressing my face behind his ear once more.

Thick pheromones flood my senses, and I moan as I pump our members together, his velvety shaft andthe slickness from our pre-cum a new and wonderful sensation. He makes a scissor motion, the stretch adding to all the pleasure, and release sweeps through me with a suddenness that leaves me gasping.

Warm liquid pumps over my fist, and shivers wrack my body, but my dick stays hard and still wanting. Whimpering in frustration, I jerk us faster, riding the Alpha’s fingers harder, not even stopping when a fourth finger shoves inside.

But none of this is enough.

Through the haze of heat, a ringing sound pierces the air, demanding attention.

My Alpha curses as his head turns toward it. Aching emptiness follows as his touch vanishes and he reaches for his phone.

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