Page 64 of Snows Sinful Seven

My attention is glued to her face as I slip my fingers between her folds, then I dip them into her entrance.

Her eyes roll back as I thrust them deep inside her. “Oh fuck!” she cries out, and I grin.

“Well, well, well. The princess has a dirty mouth when it comes to sex, doesn’t she? I wonder what other things I can get you to scream for me,” I taunt as I move my fingers in and out, brushing my thumb against her clit as I do.

“Fuck me, Regina, please,” she begs, eyes wild.

My eyes widen at her bluntness, something I’m not used to from this sweet little princess.

“Have you ever had sex before?”

She tosses her head from side to side. “Only toys.”

“You had sex toys?” I chuckle, thrusting my fingers deep inside her, making her back bow off the floor.

She moans, gasping for air. “I ordered it online. Had it delivered to Mrs. Bark. She still has no idea what was in that mysterious brown box.”

“Naughty little thing you are.” I pull my fingers free, and she whimpers in protest. I bring my glistening fingers up to my mouth.

“What are you doing? Why did you stop?” she whines. “Oh,” she breathes when I slide my fingers into my mouth and moan as her sweet flavor hits my tongue. Apple pie.Sweet mother of god.

It has to be because she’s an omega. I might be a virgin too, but I sure as hell know human women don’t taste like this.

I want more. She’s going to become addicting, fast.

“Regina, please,” she begs frantically. I’ve done a little bit of research on omegas since I’ve gotten here. The nights I can’t sleep, I’ll lay in bed on Dallas’ laptop and read articles he has saved. Her being an omega might not affect me as much as it does the guys, but I still want to be able to take care of my girl the best I can. Call me an honorary alpha.

Leaving an omega wanting can cause her to go into a downward spiral, and I don’t want that to happen because I want her. Badly.

“Come on, my love.” I move off her and help Snow to her feet.

“Where are we going?” she asks, hair mussed and dress shifted.

“You don’t think I’m going to have both our first times be on the floor of this kitchen, do you?” I laugh, taking her hand in mine. “No, babe, we’re going to do this in bed.”

She follows me on shaky legs down the hall and into her room. I might act like I’m in control, but really, on the inside, I’m freaking the fuck out.

I have no idea what I’m doing, I’ve never been with anyone, least of all a woman. I’ve watched videos, I have the basic idea. But this isn’t a fucking porno.

I’m just going to let my instincts guide me, listen to her pleasure cues, and pray to the gods I don’t fuck this up.

When we’re in her room, I help her undress, my fingers trembling as I brush them down her arms, pushing her dress off her shoulders and letting it fall to the ground.

My heart races, pounding against my ribs like a drum as she turns around to face me, her body fully naked now.

“You’re fucking stunning,” I whisper as my eyes slowly take her in. From her midnight black hair that flows over her shoulders to her heavy, pale breasts and pebbled pink nipples.

I lick my lips, my breathing picking up as I continue my perusal down her body, to her belly, and then down to the hair between her legs.

“Regina?” she says my name with a hint of insecurity.

“Sorry.” I look back up to her bright blue eyes. “I’m just awe-struck. You're gorgeous, Snow.”

“Thank you,” she whispers, an adorable blush forming on her cheeks. She moves to crawl into bed, and I have to bite backa groan as she puts her perfect ass on display. She’s mine. All fucking mine. And I’m going to show her just how much that means to me.

She lays back onto the mountain of pillows, the little vixen torturing me by opening her legs and lazily playing with her pussy. Her pussy that’s so fucking wet that I can see it shining in the dim light from the lamp on the dresser.

“Now I want to see you.” She smiles, seeming to be drunk on lust right now. Sex seems to change Snow. I like these little changes. She’s more open, expressive.

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