Page 78 of Alpha Ruined

Cole freezes, then he lets out a primal groan. “Fuck. You want to swallow me in this filthy basement? You might suffocate on my cock, baby. I might push too deep.”

She knows if she could see, he would be smirking, but that doesn’t stop the soft moan that escapes her lips. “I want it. I want to make you come.”

His scent washes over her, the anger from before replaced with heady, thick arousal. “Then allow me to guide you, sweetheart. On your knees.”

She slowly kneels in the darkness, pressing her face to his inner thigh. Her eyes have finally adjusted to the sliver of moonlight that trickles in from upstairs, and she can see the faint outline of his silhouette as she peers up at him.

“Fuck,” he hisses, working his belt. “You’re so fucking pretty like this.”

“You’ll have to guide me,” she whispers. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”

All she knows is she wants to hear the sounds he makes when he falls apart. For once, she wants to be the one with the power.

Most of all, she wants to please him. There’s a primal part of her that’s desperate to make him feel just as good as he’s made her feel.

The moment she palms his erection, all worries that she might not know what she’s doing dissipate.

Colejoltsat the contact, panting above her as he unzips his pants and pulls his cock free. He’s hard, smooth, andhuge, her silicone knot toy pathetic in comparison.

“Open your mouth, sweet girl,” he whispers. “Open it and let me see that pretty tongue.”

He sounds absolutelywrecked, and she hasn’t even put her mouth on him yet.

Feeling like she holds all the cards for once, she opens her mouth and looks up at him through hooded lashes. She’s not sure how much he can see with the faint light, but the growl he lets out tells her it’s plenty.

The head of his cock presses into her mouth, and she grips the backs of his thighs for balance as he starts to move his length in deeper.

“Fuck,” he hisses. “Oh,fuck,Omega.”

He hits the back of her throat, and she fights the urge to gag.

“Look at that,” he praises softly, running his fingers through her hair. “You’re taking it so well, baby. You look so pretty when you’re stuffed full of my cock.”

She closes her lips around him, and he moans loudly, the sound making her cunt clench. He slowly thrusts back and forth into her mouth, fucking her throat until she has to pull back to breathe, saliva falling in strings to the ground.

It’s perverted. It’s wild.

She feelsfree.

Bree takes him back into her mouth, moaning around him and pushing him to the back of her throat. One hand moves from behind his thigh to wrap around the rest of his length, working what her mouth can’t reach.

“Fuck, my good girl,” he growls. “Your mouth feels fuckingperfect, baby.”

Slick drips out of her, soaking through her panties and staining the crotch of her pants.

“You’re wet just from sucking me,” he rasps. “Fuck, Breana?—”

She grips him harder as she hollows out her cheeks, desperate to suck the cum from him.

She’s drunk on the sound of him falling apart at her touch, at the little stutters and gasps he does as she slurps his cock. Her face is a mess and her knees ache, but she’s content to stay kneeling with him in her throat as long as he wants her to.

The base of his cock thickens as his breath quickens, and the hands in her hair pull at her scalp painfully.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he breathes, the base of his length inflating. “Fuck, let me fill your throat?—”

She swallows around him, desperate to feel him come apart.

With one more harsh pump of her fist, he releases.