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Page 97 of Surprise Mother Pucker

I dove in and ate like a starving man, sucking her clit deep into my mouth as I explored. She writhed in my grip, her breathy, panting moans music to my ears.

“So wet and ready, this pussy is just begging to be fucked, isn’t it?” I asked.

“Yes!” Kennedy shouted. “If you don't oblige me soon, I'm going to go find someone else. Fuck foreplay,” she growled.

I didn't think having an omega growl at me in bed would be such a turn-on, but turned out, it was. Giving her sweet pussy one more kiss, I slowly climbed over her, caging her in my arms. She didn’t look worried about being trapped under me; in fact, she lookedexcited.

Using one hand, I tugged my cock free, lining it up with her folds.

“I’ll be tasting that later,” Kennedy muttered as she wriggled her hips, trying to pull me closer.

“I'll be taking you up on the offer, as long as you let me return the favor,” I said as I hovered near her entrance.

“Give me a few orgasms fast, and you can do that as much as you want.” Kennedy smirked. All I could smell was her slick—it was everywhere—and my alpha was beating at my chest to fuck and claim my omega.

“You asked for it,” I said, pushing forward in one, quick thrust.

Holy sweet fucking Jesus.

Kennedy’s pussy was like a vise; it clung to me in the most mind-blowing way, as though my cock would never be free of these confines. Not that I would complain if that was the case. I would happily stay locked in Kennedy’s pussy for the remainder of my life. The rest of our pack could bring us snacks and sustenance while I pleased our omega.

“Fuck, so big,” Kennedy moaned. The cuss word casually falling out of her mouth was so damn hot, considering she was usually so prim and proper.

“That’s what you need, isn’t it? You need this big cock to fuck you full of cum every day.”

“Fuck, yes!” she panted as I reared back and thrust all the way to the base again. Every thrust was measured and deep. Part of me needed to race ahead, fast and furious, but I wanted to savor Kennedy.

“You have any idea how many times I fucked my hand, thinking of these sweet sounds you make?”

“You have?” Kennedy asked breathlessly.

I nodded, my pace never faltering. “Ever since I heard my pack mates fucking you first thing in the morning, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I've touched myself thinking about that in the shower and in my bed, always imagining your sweet pussy or mouth wrapped around my cock.”

Kennedy hummed, her nails digging into my shoulders, pulling me closer. “And does the reality live up to the fantasy?”

“Oh, the reality is far better than the fantasy, omega. I don't know how my pack mates have been able to keep a straight face around you, knowing that your pussy grips them like this. I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from seeking out this warm cunt at every opportunity.”

“There’s no one stopping you,” Kennedy panted, her teeth running along my neck. My balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, and already, my cock was throbbing with the desperate need to release.

“I’m going to shoot my cum so deep in you, omega, you’re going to smell like me for weeks.”

Her pussy clenched around me. Clearly, she liked that idea.

I took my time savoring every sensation. Everything about her was amazing. She responded to my touch beautifully, so sensitive and needy. I wanted—no, I needed—to see her face as she came. To see wave after wave of pleasure hit her as I filled her with cum.

“I’m close,” Kennedy panted, her body starting to tremble.

“Hold off, omega. I want to feel you come as I knot you,” I instructed firmly.

Kennedy whined but nodded.

My pace increased, and I stopped restraining myself, letting my body take what it wanted. My balls tightened as my knot started expanding.

“Close,” Kennedy whined.

“Now!” I growled, thrusting one last time as my knot rapidly expanded inside her, my cock throbbing with release as I pumped rope after rope of cum into her.

Her walls tightened, and my knot felt fucking fantastic.


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