Page 132 of Foxy Filthy Omega

Just like that, thick ropes of cum splattered against his face and chest.

God, he was perfect.

I rubbed it off his cheek with my thumb and ran it over his tip, making him shake so hard I’d almost believe he was being tased instead of teased.

“Such a good boy,” I murmured as I gently pulled the shirt out of his mouth.

“You can’t just say things like that,” Soren gritted out.

“What? You don’t like it?” I yanked his shirt over his head and used it to clean him up as much as possible. Then I reached for my pants and grabbed my wallet, pulling out the condom I always kept in there.

Ripping it open with my teeth had his gaze dropping to my mouth.

“If it was anyone else other than you…” Soren’s lips parted when I rolled the condom down his massive length. “When you say it I feel…”

I yanked my shirt up and over my head, then pulled my underwear to the side and positioned him right up against me. “Yeah? What do you feel?”

He stared at where our bodies met and dug his fingers into my hips. “I feel like I’d do anything to hear you say it again.”

Did he really think hearing that wouldn’t make meinsane?Did he think he didn’t affect me at all?

Just imagining all the things I could get him to do for me had me dripping down my thighs, soaking him in my essence. “Do me a favor and hold still.”

“Fuck.” His thumbs dug into my hips, but he didn’t move as I pushed down, forcing his secondary knot inside.

His breathing became shaky as I eased down and it had my heart racing and my pussy pulsing.

I was already dying to lock him in place, but I couldn’t do that yet or he wouldn’t be able to come. He needed the friction and if I wasn’t careful, he’d try to get it even with my lock bearing down on him and then we’d both tear.

Butfuck. Those husky sounds were shifting to whimpers as I took my time sliding down his ridiculous length.

The muscle in his jaw flickered as I took in another inch, feeling breathless and desperate, but I had to remind myself this was for him.

There were so many ways this could go wrong, but he didn’t want anyone else. He wantedme. That had to mean something.

Slowly letting out a breath, I slid all the way down until I hit the knot at his base.

This was going to be a problem.

I wasn’t an omega and if I couldn’t fit his knot inside, he might try to force it in to ease the pain and then he’d rip me to pieces.

I wiggled my hips to see if I might be able to take his knot and his hands gripped me tight, preventing me from going any farther.

“Frankie,” Soren was panting, his voice harsh and his eyes glowing. “Don’tdothat.”

“Okay, okay, I won’t,” I reassured, shoving down the momentary flicker of hurt that he didn’t want to knot me. “How are you doing? Is this alright?”

“I should be askingyouthat.”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Soren gave my wrist the softest, sweetest kiss while his dick throbbed inside me. “So, don’t try to force the knot.”

Was he serious right now?

I studied his face and despite how hazy his expression was, I could see genuine concern in his eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered against my wrist, pressing me down just enough with his other hand that I could feel his knot pulse against my clit. “You were upset. I had to explain.”

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