Page 73 of Omega's Secret Guardian
“Feel good, sweetheart?” Storm murmured, pressing his tongue against Linus’ entrance.
Linus shoved his hands over his mouth and moaned. “Inside. P-please.”
“I—” Storm sucked in a sharp breath. “Shouldn’t. Shouldn’t come inside you.”
“But I want your cock.”
“Fuck.”
Storm pulled away and scooped Linus off the chair, turning him around and bending him over his desk. Then he grasped Linus and spread him under his briefs, working his lips between Linus’ cheeks to lick his covered hole.
Linus thrashed. “Inside.”
“So fucking wet for me,” Storm whispered. “You need to be stretched, don’t you? Need to be opened up with my big cock, need to feel it plowing your pretty hole.”
Linus panted and shoved his hips up, spreading his legs. He didn’t care anymore that this made him look desperate. His holehurt.“Please, please, please.”
“So hungry for my cock, Professor.” Storm swept aside the crotch of his briefs, and licked a wet stripe over his hole. Linus wheezed. Storm pushed his tongue inside, just a quick taste followed by two fingers that went deep.
His fingers are inside me.Linus sobbed into his hands, his precome shooting all over the floor. “More, more.”
“More fingers?” Storm pushed another in, hooking them against Linus’ prostate.
Linus’ eyes rolled back as he came. Except this time, Storm didn’t stop. He kept working that sensitive spot, over and over until Linus came again.
And again.
“S-S-Storm.” Linus’ voice cracked; his body shook with pleasure.
Over his shoulder, he found Storm working his own cock, his arm flexing vigorously.
“I sh-shouldn’t come inside you,” Storm hissed. His breathing turned harsh. “Don’t have a condom.”
He stood up and rubbed his cock against Linus’ exposed cheek, a damp, heavy weight that wasin the wrong place.
“Inside,” Linus begged again.
Storm cursed. Then he angled his cock down and came, hot fluid shooting down Linus’ inner thigh.
Linus whimpered, his heat intensifying in his veins.His come is all over my leg.“But I wanted—I wanted...”
“Shouldn’t,” Storm groaned, pressing his forehead against Linus’ shoulder. He worked his fingers in and out of Linus’ ass, slamming them against his prostate so Linus’ back arched, and he came again.
But it still wasn’t an alpha’s cock. Linus really needed a big cock inside him.
For a while, Storm panted to catch his breath. “Fuck, it’s not going down. Still hurts. Fuck.”
Linus peeked over his shoulder to find Storm gripping his cock. It was bigger than before, redder, and it looked so desperate that slick dripped out of Linus’ hole.
“Inside,” Linus pleaded.
Storm bit down lightly on Linus’ shoulder. “Fuck. I want to be inside you. I shouldn’t. So fucking tempting to split you open on my bare cock, pump every last drop of come inside. Fuck. I’m so fucking hard.”
Linus whimpered. It sounded so good.
Desperate, rhythmic sounds filled the room as Storm stroked himself again. He straightened up behind Linus, sliding his tip into Linus’ briefs.
Linus held his breath when Storm slotted his cock between Linus’ cheeks, a heavy thickness that spread him open. But Storm only thrust lightly against his ass, instead of pushing into his hole.
