Page 134 of Foxy Filthy Omega

Blood filled my mouth and I held as still as possible to keep from coming with him but it was close.

Too fucking close.

I wasn’t sure if I could do this again without falling apart. He was just too fucking good at it even though he was letting me take the lead. I didn’t know if it was his dick or if it was just him and his pheromones, but he constantly had me ready to come for him.

How was I supposed to resist when he smelled so good? And the sounds he made – the way he was looking at me…

“Frankie.” Soren sat up to kiss me and I turned my head so his lips brushed against my cheek instead.

I didn’t like kissing. It was way too intimate and I was already losing my mind over this guy. I really didn’t need to give him another advantage.

Considering everything I’ve done to him up until this point, I didn’t expectthatto piss him off.

His low, warning growl made the hair on my body stand up on end. It was a vicious sound that promised violence and I instantly knew I’d fucked up.

Soren moved so quickly I could barely processhowbefore he was striding across his apartment and wrapping my legs around his waist.

Each step had me bumping against his knot and I damn near came from that alone.

More blood oozed into my mouth when I bit down on my lip even harder, holding myself as still as possible so I wouldn’t let out a single drop of my pheromones that was anything other than comforting.

“You don’t want to kiss me?” Soren kicked the door open to one of the bedrooms, the look in his eyes feral and furious. “Don’t want to come for me either?”

Really? That’s what he was mad about?

“Why are you even here, Frankie?” He dropped down on the bed and I panicked.

“No,get off.” I tried to push him away from me but Soren was too big and strong andheavy.

There was absolutely nothing I could do in this position.

Until he pulled out.

I scrambled back, shocked that he would let me go when he was in this state of mind and he didn’t exactly look sane.

Soren pulled the condom off his dick and then tied it off before tossing it into a trash can. “Nowyou’re scared of me?”

He took a step forward and I held up a hand, knowing I had to explain before he got even angrier. “Wait! I swear it’s not that.”

I didn’t think I could be more shocked, but he proved me wrong yet again when he stopped and glared down at me, chest heaving with his dick still so hard it tapped his stomach with every breath.

“I can’t be on my back,” I tried to explain. “It freaks me out.”

His pupils were so dilated I could barely see the red of his irises but he stood there like he was actually processing what I was saying instead of acting off just emotions and instincts.

Then he sat down on the edge of the bed, giving me his back. “Is this something else the legacies did to you?”

His pheromones weren’t as intense anymore and I took a chance, setting my hand on his shoulder. “No. This one’s all me.”

It wasn’t exactly a lie, but it was true enough he’d never know otherwise.

Soren reached back and wrapped his arm around my waist, refusing to look at me. “Then what about the kiss?”

If that’s what he was upset about…

Climbing back onto his lap, I straddled his hips and carefully placed my hands on his shoulders. I did my best to ignore the throbbing dick pressed against me, but it wasn’t easy.

I slid my hands up his neck and then held his face, forcing him to meet my eyes. “This is for you,” I reminded him. “I don’t need you to do any of that.”

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