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The sounds Jamie made were positively pornographic. He wove his fingers into my hair and writhed in my grip, pushing his chest out for more. I managed to give him short, deep fucks as I took most of his pec into my wide-open mouth and feasted on him. Rubbing my tongue along the underside of his pec, I sucked harder. The flow of milk got stronger, filling my mouth.
“I’m… aah. I’m coming… Coming again…”
My Jamie felt good. I was taking good care of my omega. The alpha in me purred with satisfaction.
This time, when Jamie’s ass pulsated around me, I felt the distinct bump up the front wall of his hole. It throbbed against my cockhead. I angled my hips so I could thrust into it, and Jamie yelled with what sounded like complete ecstasy. I’d found the mouth to his womb. It was closed—it was only his first heat wave, after all—but swollen with his heat. It seemed sensitive as fuck.
I should be careful.
Fuck, the way he sounded when I pressed into the spot…
With a growl, I let go of one nipple and latched on to the other. It was already leaking, and when I sucked, the precious nectar jetted out. I gulped it down. Holding Jamie by his waist, I pulled his body onto my cock as I drank from him.
His cries of pleasure morphed into guttural groans. His hole clenched and squeezed me in waves, his orgasms coming and going only to crest again. My knot was tingling.
I wouldn’t last much longer, but in this position, I couldn’t thrust into him as hard as I wanted to. I’d be damned if I didn’t wring more pleasure out of him. I let go of his tit reluctantly. I’d suck them more later.
“On your knees, c’mon.” I patted his thigh as I pulled out of him. Jamie whined needily.
“Empty!” he wailed.
Flailing, he tried to turn around, so I helped him into position. On his elbows and knees, he rocked back.
“Give it to me. Knot me.”
“Stop me if it’s too much.”
He shook his head. “Hard! Fuck me hard!”
Well, then…
I drove into him to the hilt and retreated. Then back in. My cockhead hit the mouth to his womb at a new angle.
Jamie let out a victorious cry and stuck his ass out more. Yeah, he liked it rough. His body needed it.
I let go of all restraint. My hands clutching his waist, I pounded his hole like there was no tomorrow, and Jamie sobbed into the bedding with the power of his climax. His inner muscles fluttered around my cock, all the slick squelching as his rim tried to grip me.
The taste of his milk lingered in my mouth. I’d done that. I’d sucked milk from his tits. I wanted to drink everything, his milk, his slick, his cum… I would fucking eat him alive.
About to explode, I rammed into him. Again and again. Loud slaps filled the small room. Jamie’s sounds grew wild; he let out these low, hoarse growls, and still, he pushed to meet me. I heard my own grunts and saw my fingers dig into his hips. I’d leave bruises, but he only pleaded for me to fuck him harder.
We collided over and over, wet skin slapping together. My sweat burned in my eyes, blurring my vision.
Smack. Smack. Smack.Jamie’s ass cheeks quivered, slick splattering around.
We mated like animals.
I never wanted it to end.
My climax began at the base of my spine, tingling in my balls, and coiled in my knot. It all exploded at once. I pressed into Jamie as deep as I could, and he met me, straining to impale himself.
My knot grew painfully fast as I rutted against Jamie’s ass.
His inner muscles milked me with powerful spasms as the softest, most delicate tissue engulfed my cockhead. It squeezed the crown of my dick and sucked.
Like a hungry mouth.
Jamie let out a keening cry.
