Page 133 of Foxy Filthy Omega

Had he really been able to sense that? Shouldn’t he be lost in the sensations and need right now? What kind of rutwasthis?

“You feel so good,” he groaned. “So warm and soft…can I move now? Ineedto move, Frankie. It’s killing me to hold still—please? Can I?”

Oh god, he was too fucking adorable. I wanted to give him anything he asked for when he was like this.

“I’ll take care of it,” I promised him as I tucked my feet up and over his thighs. “I’m going to start moving now, okay?”

His hands slid under my sports bra and pushed it over my tits. “You don’t have to keep asking me. Do whatever you want, Frankie.”

Soren sat up and grabbed my tit, sucking my nipple into his mouth. He growled when I pulsed around him in response and yanked my sports bra off before tossing it aside.

The way he looked at me…I couldn’t stand it anymore.

Grabbing his shoulders for stability, I pushed myself up and bit back a gasp when his secondary knot rubbed all the right places. Then I slid back down, watching his expression carefully.

Soren’s eyes closed and his head fell back but he didn’t try to take over which was crazy. He had to be dying right now, needing more speed and friction so he could come, but all he did was lay back down and watch as I went up…and then down.

“You feel so good,” he muttered, sliding his hands over my waist. His breathing stuttered and he inhaled sharply when I dropped all the way down to his knot. “I don’t know how long I can last, watching you like this.”

“You don’t need to last.” I bit my lip as I pushed up again, feeling my legs starting to shake from the sensation of him inside of me. “You just need to come for me, Soren. I promise it won’t end with just one round.”

His eyes flashed and the bright one dilated so much there was only a thin ring of red left. “You’re such a tease. Always making me crazy.”

This time, his hips rose to meet mine and I couldn’t swallow down my gasp when his knot hit my clit.

I pulsed around him but I didn’t stop moving.

All that working out gave me the same stamina as any other alpha and I picked up the pace, moving faster, needing the same friction he did.

The way he stretched me, the secondary knot constantly rubbing against my G-spot every time I moved…I was going to lose my mind if he didn’t come soon.

Pleasure was building and it pressed against my skin, demanding I ride him harder and harder until I shattered above him, but I had to get him through another one, maybe two before I let that happen.

He needed that release to ease his pheromone levels and as long as we used a condom, I would be fine.

Once his levels dropped, this would become less risky.

But Soren was starting to lose it.

His eyes were rolling back in his head and he kept thrusting up into me, talking himself through it but the things he was saying was really pushing me over the edge.

“Don’t stop, Frankie. Don’t you dare stop.” Soren’s gaze refocused and he watched me, lips parted in wonder. “Fuck me, that expression…”

He drove up into me harder, slamming the whole thing inside me in one go and I couldn’t stop myself from whimpering this time. “God that sound. You’re making it really hard not to come already, Frankie.”

“Then stop fucking around andcome,” I demanded.

I was moving up and down so hard and fast my tits were bouncing all over the place and Soren helped me, gripping my ass so hard I knew it was going to leave a bruise.

“Keep bouncing up and down,” he growled, that feral gleam in his eyes a warning. “Yes, just like that. Ohfuck.”

I felt him come. I actuallyfeltit.

The sounds he made were nothing like earlier either. He moaned, panting and breathless as he came so much I felt it fill up the condom and ooze out between us, making everything even more slick than it already was.

And good god the intensity of his pheromones had my head spinning.

His dick was pulsing so hard inside me that I was right on the edge and about to fall over but I bit down on my bottom liphard.

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