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“Every woman wants, at some point in her life, to be devoured from head to toe by a hot alpha. You have to do this, for yourself and for womenkind.
“I find myself wanting to put quite a lot of things between those plump little lips,” he’d rumbled in a low voice. “This is just me trying to appease that instinct without disgracing us both in a public place.”
You’ll give me that, won’t you? You can be a good little girl and slip your fingers under your fancy knickers and slide them through all of that slick, rubbing your little pearl back and forth.”
“If I die, I fucking die, but I’m not missing out on this.”
No, his mouth seemed to know just the right pressure to turn my body from a solid to a liquid.
We got this rush of oxytocin, dopamine, and serotonin after the event, hormonally inducing a state of closeness, of softness, and I felt squishy as hell right now.
When I looked at him, I felt an instinctive need to step back, away from him, like there were rogue packs of supermodels who might leap out and shove me out of the way at any moment.
“Oh my god! You could have one going down on you while another massages your feet, and the last one could be giving you a head massage while unlucky number four cleans the damn toilet and puts the seat down for once.”
“Right, so am I listening, problem-solving, or planning their demise?”
the person in distress got to choose the mode of response from the other person.
“Say my name, omega…” He darted in closer, his breath feathering across my mouth, treating me to a foreshadowing of what it would be like if he kissed me, and my lips parted in response. “Say it when you’re mad, sad, angry, or wanting to hate fuck against my office walls, my brothers’ oh so sensitive ears hearing the muffled sounds of your little whimpers as I mould that hot little pussy of yours to my cock.”
Are your tits swelling up like water balloons? Do you have a swamp in your knickers? Do you have an insane need to rut those fucking fine alphas out there in every position you can imagine, creating your very own Sage Does the CEOs porno?”
“Someone needed to. You kept dithering around, thinking ‘should I jump on into the sea of monster dick or shouldn’t I?’ When the answer is always yes, dick. Yes, yes, yes!”
“That’s it. That’s a good girl. Come for me, let all that tension out, feel all of the pleasure you deserve. You never look so fucking beautiful as when you’re coming apart for me.”
“I’ll be kissing you, swallowing all the sounds of your pleasure, as my brothers fucking destroy you,
“I want to see your pussy when you come this time. I want to watch it twitch and spasm. You can do that for me, omega, can’t you?”
“That’s it, baby, come hard for me. Come all over my fucking hand. Give it to me. Give me your bliss.” Only it was Tobias’ eyes I stared into as I did as I was told,
“Mated, bitten, locked down, and made mine in every fucking way.”
“Max, if you’re inducting our mate into the mile-high club, you need to open this fucking door.”
“You’ve been making decisions for me, for Sage. I don’t know if I disagree with any of them, but I want to be asked going forward. We’re either doing this as a pack or we’re not. In which case, I’m stealing Sage away and showing her all of the ways I’m sure she’s my fated mate.” Beau growled at that, but Tobias, he just smiled, then nodded. “Of course, brother.”
Yes max!!!!!!!
Lockwood alphas equalled pleasure unending, if I’d just let them…
“I’ll be on my knees, under the table, cock in hand.”
“As you say, omega. Always as you say.”
“You could, of course, give me a helping hand, omega. You’d find me so very grateful. I would be a very good boy all afternoon, completing every task you set me.”
“Fine then.” Beau flopped down beside me, then cuddled in closer until I was wedged between the two brothers, which inspired a whole lot of feelings, and most weren’t conducive to work. “Will you pat me on the head and tell me I’m a good boy?”
“I could eat you out right here as you work with Max and do all those nerdy things. Just little kitten licks, all over your hot little—”
“These are fucking brilliant,” Beau asserted as he pulled the shorts aside and then buried his face in my cunt.
“Biiiiitch….” Nikki drawled as she answered the call. “What’s the issue this time? Having a four-man orgy in the boardroom? Ethical nightmare or mind-blowingly awesome? Four dicks, three holes—just where do they all go?”
“Body and soul—that’s what I want, and that’s what I’m going to get. You’re all mine. Say it, Sage! I’ve been waiting too long to hear you say it.”
“Feeling needy, omega?” My reply was nothing more than a strangled sound as he rubbed his fingertips over my clit. “Then you better cum. Bathe my face with your slick, baby. Give that to me.”
need you feeling all soft and sweet and humming along in a cloud of pleasure, so you can take every thrust with a smile on your face and a scream in your throat. Come for me, and I’ll give you what you need.
“Not yet. Need to fuck you hard. Need to claim this cunt. Need to make you fucking mine.”
You didn’t take anything from her because she was never there in the first place, and certainly not once we locked eyes with you.”
“Tobias is into this shit, and Scarlet said I needed to learn the rules before there’s any hanky spanky…”
“I need to provide you with every damn thing you could ever wish for more than I need my next breath.”
He saw the point where that curved dick pressed hard against something that had me clawing at his back, and he went back over and over for that until I began to scream.
guessed that was what happened when you were getting your knot milked on the regular. Whatever penis poison was lurking in his balls, turning him into a pushy prick, had been drained away.
Jesus fucking Christ, this was sensation overload. I didn’t even have a body anymore, I was just as gasping fucking mess, but while every nerve screamed, he pushed inside me.
“You need me.” I nodded furiously. “You need to be as full of me as my heart is of you.”
Fuck… You feel so fucking good. Just like that. That’s it. You’re taking me, sucking me in. I just want to bury myself inside you and never fucking come out until…”
their persistent subliminal message of love, of acceptance, of need and desire, but most of all, of respect, could provide you with a buffer from a cruel and unusual world, creating a safe harbour in which you could decide to love yourself.
Tess Holliday off her perch as a plus size supermodel,
Yesssss to this shot out
