Mairwen blinked, expression wavering as she struggled over a decision, probably between obeying my request or asking me a dozen questions. Why was I leaking? Why did she like the scent? Why did I like the idea of her tasting me? Instead, she glanced away and pressed her thumb to her tongue. Her eyelashes fluttered and her lips curved in a smile. An alpha would taste almost as good to an omega as an omega would to an alpha. Which only made me torn between encouraging her to taste me or begging her to come and hover her sex over my mouth. "There's so much of you," she murmured. I broke out into
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