Page 91 of Unexpected Delivery

My forearms rest back against the dresser as I take in the incredible view.

Arbor’s dark hair falls around her chest, and she licks her lips, fisting my cock and bringing it to her tongue. She swirls around my crown, flicking and barely sucking but not taking much of my length. It still makes my knees weak, especially watching her tits bounce as she moves.

“Do you like this?” she asks, squeezing my knot before hollowing her cheeks and focusing back on my tip.

“Hell, yeah, you know I do,” I growl. “You drive me fucking wild. Every single thing you do turns me on.”

I’m never going to understand what I did to deserve her, but I’m going to do my best every damn day to be who she needs me to be.

She moans around my length, sucking and taking more of me with each descent.

“Seeing you on your knees for me is doing crazy shit to my head.” I pull my right arm from the dresser and caress her cheek before moving to fist her hair, helping her work deeper. She scratches down my abs with her nails and my shaft jolts, spurting precum all over her tongue. “You’re gonna have a feral alpha on your hands if you’re not careful.”

Arbor grins, pulling off enough to say, “It’s a good thing I’m not afraid of you.”

Her confidence floods the bond, assuring me that her words are true. It feels like a fucking gift, considering how shitty of a relationship she left.

My forearm flexes, and my abs tighten as I hold myself back from thrusting too deep, but her arousal floods the air to the point my vision goes hazy. Well, that’s not a great sign.

She hollows her lips, really getting into it, and her tits bounce. Her dark hair falls around her shoulders, and she gets deep enough down my length that her nose brushes my knot. Her slick, warm tongue working the underside of my shaft, combined with seeing me disappear into her mouth, is almost too much. It’s an embarrassing amount of time before my balls get tight.

“Sorry, beautiful, you can’t keep that up if you want me to last.” I tug her hair and move to cup her hip with the other hand as I pull her up. “You feel way too fucking good.”

Bending, I shove my lips to hers. She keeps jerking my shaft, but I guide her over to the bed as we multitask.

Our tongues tangle in the air, and I wish I didn’t have to lose the connection. Knowing how much she likes it when we tease one of our bondmarks, I swirl my tongue around Morris’s. It doesn’t matter whose bite it is, it still sends a pulse of euphoria through the link.

Morris can thank me later for giving him a formal invitation to this little party.

My tip is sticky and leaking all over her stomach as I lift her, tossing her down.

Her heavy tits bounce, and her nipples pull tight with how fast her chest heaves. Her long dark hair falls over her shoulders and fans around her on the mattress as she studies me expectantly.

I would give anything to be able to burn her image into my retinas so I never forget how she looks at this very second.

Arbor must get tired of waiting because she spreads her legs wide and stretches a hand down to work her clit.

I pounce, landing on top of her. She wraps her feet around my thighs and a hand around my neck, pulling my mouth to hers. Fisting my crown against her clit, I lower my chest to hers. My tip dips to her opening, and I thrust, moaning into her mouth at the feeling of her wet heat stretching for me.

Arbor rakes her nails down my back, intensifying the haziness I can’t seem to shake. If this is what it’s like to be with an omega under normal circumstances, I can’t imagine what a heat will be like.

My thrusts gain intensity as I work on slapping my pelvis against her swollen nub. Her core clamps down, like it’s searching for my knot, but I’m actually digging being able to move, especially with the way her tits jiggle and sway.

Time seems to lose all meaning. My desire mixes with her pleasure in the bond until we’re both lost to the fog.

She clutches my shoulders, fighting for dominance as we kiss. Her inner walls convulse, and she freezes. Okay, so, she’s there.

As my balls get tight, I make sure to rut with enough force I can slap into her G-spot. My cock gets harder and longer, and I groan against her cheek. I don’t even know when my mouth ended up there.

Arbor must sense my orgasm because she grinds over me from below as I empty as deep as I can get in her tight little pussy.

She smiles up at me with pink cheeks and a sweaty forehead, and all I can think is how lucky I am.

“Well, now I just feel like I’m intruding,” Morris says from close by.

I whip my head up to find him kneeling on the edge of the bed with his massive dick in his hand.

I chuckle and roll us.

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