Page 76 of Snows Sinful Seven

“You want him, don’t you, omega?”

“Yes.” Snow nods frantically. “I need him. Need you, Alpha. Please.”

“Take his cock, Snow. Put him inside you.”

My eyes flash with concern. “I’m too big,” I tell him.

“She can take you,” he reassures me. “Can’t you, little omega. You can take his cock. It was made for you.”

His words shouldn’t turn me on this much, but they do. The fucking mouth on him.

This is not the brotherly bonding we should be doing. But who am I to argue because Snow does as she’s told and lifts up, grabbing my cock. I watch in awe as she angles it to her entrance. Gabe holds her steady as she starts to lower herself down.

A pain-filled groan vibrates in my chest as my claws dig into the cold ground. She’s tight, warm, wet, and so fucking perfect.

“Oh,” She whimpers, eyes fluttering closed.

“Does that feel good?” Gabe asks her.

“So good,” she pants. “More, need more.”

“Slow,” he tells her as he helps ease her down my shaft.

“So good,” I moan. “Such a good omega. Taking my cock so well. It really was made for you, wasn’t it?”

“Mine.” She nods lazily as she leans back against Gabe, seeming to be a little lust-drunk.

“Yours. All of me is yours, Snow. My heart, my soul–”

“His cock,” Gabe chuckles. “Look at that, omega. You took his whole cock. Good fucking girl.”

“Need to move,” she whines, leaning over to brace herself on my chest. She starts to rock her hips, and I gasp at the amount of pleasure shocking my system.

“That's it, love. Work him over,” Gabe encourages her. She does, working her hips faster, fucking herself on my cock. I don’t know how she’s able to take it all, but she does, her greedy pussy swallowing me whole.

“So full,” she moans, closing her eyes. “Feels so good.”

“I think my job here is done.” Gabe stands, his cock still out and hard.

“Wait, what?” I panic. “Where are you going?”

“To give you two some alone time. You’ve got this. You're fine. She might seem like she’s innocent and breakable, but trust me our omega wants it rough.” He winks and leaves me there with a needy omega riding me like her life depends on it.

“Fuck,” I pant out, my head going fuzzy. My alpha instincts are taking over. Fuck her, breed her, make her feel good.

“More,” she pleads. “I need more. Fuck me, alpha. Fuck me hard.”

“Damn it,” I curse, and then everything inside me snaps. I flip us over so she’s on her back. Grabbing her hands, I pin them above her head.

She breathes heavily, her lips parted as she watches me with hungry eyes.

“You want me, omega?” I grunt, gripping her hip with my free hand as I start to fuck into her. “You want my cock, my knot?”

“Yes,” she sobs out. “So bad. Please, alpha. Knot me. Bite me.”

My eyes flare with this feral possession. “I can’t bite you. Not like this,” I grind out.

“I’m telling you I want your bite, Brady. I’m not in heat, I’m not in a haze. I know what I’m asking.”

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