Page 90 of Wicked Truths

It makes sense why he’s been constantly focused on taking things slow, but I just managed Sullivan and Liam at once. Which I never thought would be a bragging point of my life, but I am really damn pleased with myself. Nearly scalding water beats down over my front and back, rinsing away any remnants of the soap.

My head tilts and I blink, watching Hawk watch me. My fingers seem to have a mind of their own as I run them through his thick beard.

“You should sit on the bench and let me clean you up.” I grin.

“I’m fairly sure you watched me scrub myself while doing you.” Hawk grins, moving to stand. My hand falls from his jaw to run over his chest.

“Yeah, but…” My brain stops working as he smiles dangerously. I’m surrounded by devastatingly handsome men. It’s really not fair how attractive he is. It makes it hard to form a coherent argument. “Just sit on the damn bench.”

He quirks an eyebrow, sliding his hands around to cup my ass. One second I’m standing, and the next, Hawk is sitting on the bench with me kneeling over him. I stretch up and kiss him, and just as we pull back for air, I slide down between his knees.

I’m guessing the move surprises him because Hawk makes a grab for my arms, but I gently slap them away. My hands land on his muscular thighs as I grin up at him. The carnal look on his face has me rubbing my thighs together, desperately trying to find some friction for my aching clit. My right hand wraps around the base of his cock. His knot is already slightly swollen, and it pulses as my fingers tease over it.

My tits bounce with how strongly my chest heaves. My tongue flicks out, circling the crown, and my mouth waters. Despite the shower, his scent is incredibly potent.

“Aww fuck,” Hawk hisses as I flick my tongue over the weeping slit. He’s so hard, and the crown of his cock is incredibly thick. Not that his length isn’t, but he’s definitely got a mushroom head. My tongue runs along the ridge, following it around, and he goes rigid. “That feels fucking amazing.”

I grin, preening at his words, and work my way deeper. I’m not the most experienced with giving blow jobs, but I did get some extra practice with Marcus and Liam the last few days. My nostrils flare as Hawk’s tip dribbles pre-cum as I work my way toward his crown. It hits my tongue, and my thighs clench. As I get super foggy, a pulse of heat travels through my entire body.

Hawk growls, making a variety of sounds from completely pleased to possibly pained. He hits the back of my throat, and I’m not even halfway down his length. I was kind of able to relax my throat and let Liam and Marcus go deeper, but Hawk’s crown makes that feel impossible. I wrap one hand around his knot as the other works the remaining inches of his shaft. I do my best to blow his mind. He’s made me come more times than I can count, or even accurately remember.

“Little one,” he growls. It sounds like a warning, but I double down my efforts, and he gets even bigger and thicker. “I’m going to come if you don’t…” His words trail off as I hollow my cheeks, making sure my lips catch on his crown and my tongue licks over the slit. “You want me to come down your throat? Hmm?”

I nod, diving deeper on the next descent. My tongue flicks over his length, and I can feel actual ridges that I think might be his veins. My pussy aches with an empty feeling.

Hawk wraps his hand in my hair. “Are you good with me taking over?” I nod. “I’m going to flood your mouth and you’re going to swallow every drop. Aren’t you, little one?”

“Yes,” I gasp, drooling all over his length as he truly does take over. He pushes off the floor and slams me deeper. It’s actually really freaking hot to feel like he’s using me to get himself off. I yank a hand off his cock and bring it down to tease my clit.

“That’s it. Work your pussy. Make sure you’re nice and slick for me. Once I come down your throat, I’m going to take your cunt,” Hawk growls as his shaft grows even larger. “I’m going to stretch you out over me and own you.”

I moan, teasing my clit.

Warm water beats down on my back. I’m not sure if it’s running out of hot or if I’m getting warmer.

Hawk curses as his cock throbs in my mouth. He doesn’t shove as deep as he has been, and that’s probably a good thing because I don’t know how I’d handle the volume of cum he spills all over my tongue. He snarls, tenderly running his fingers over my cheek as he jolts.

Hot spurts of cum fill my mouth as my tongue flicks over his tip. He tastes salty and delicious. He hardly gives me a second to enjoy tasting him before he scoops me up, bringing me to rest in his lap.

His hands seem to span my entire ass from my ass cheeks to my lower back, but it’s the way his cock jumps as it’s trapped between us that has me shivering. He kisses me, shoving his tongue into my mouth, and a growl rattles out of his chest.

The lips of my sex perfectly cup the base of his cock just above his knot. My left hand falls to his shoulder as I slide my right down to tease his length. The bench is perfectly positioned so water cascades down my back and over my arms, splattering against the few blondish-brown hairs on Hawk’s chest.

Starting at the base of his cock, I circle my palm around him, pushing him further between my pussy lips. He wraps a hand around my neck, pulling my mouth to his as the fingers of his other dig into my hip. The low, feral growl he releases makes my nipples tighten. I’m addicted to the frantic way he shoves his mouth to mine.

His cock jumps in my hold as he consumes me with passionate kisses that make my nipples and core ache. I don’t know why he’s so worried about hurting me. Omegas are extremely resilient.

I push up on my knees while his teeth rake over my lower lip. My hold on his cock allows me to position him at my opening, and I sink down before I can talk myself out of it.

“Fuck, little one,” Hawk growls, sucking on my bottom lip. I’m still holding the bottom of his shaft as I rise and fall again. I don’t get as far as I’d like because the stretch is unreal. I know it’s possible though, thanks to Liam and Sullivan, so I suck in a deep breath and relax my body. “Are you okay?”

I nod against his cheek as he palms the back of my head. “So good.”

“You’re such a good little omega.” He nuzzles his cheek to mine and plants his hands on my hips. On the next rise and fall, he helps pull me down. It feels like the tip of his cock ends up buried near my belly button. It’s almost too intense for a second or two, but the aching pain quickly transforms into mind boggling pleasure. I release his knot as I fall against his chest. “Fuck, Oakley. Are you okay?”

“Okay? I’m great,” I moan, nodding wildly against his chest. “So damn good.”

“Thank God,” he groans as my hips wiggle from side to side. He wraps a forearm under my ass and stands before pulling my feet around his ass. “Let’s continue this in bed.”

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