The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate
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Chapter 32: waited for more than a decade
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“Mmmh - omega, Regina, can’t keep it in anymore…”
The omega looks down and sure enough, the seed that Mattel is trying so hard not to waste is trickling out against his already-drenched clitoris in tiny spurts.
Regina. “Oh? Is my alpha going to knot outside like a silly little pup?”
Adding insult to injury seems to be what springs the king into action: the alpha growls menacingly, hands grabbing Regina’s waist and flipping them over urgently.
Regina yelps - her inner omega squealing in delight at the show of strength - and yips when her lover immediately takes advantage of their new positions to spear her open on his leaking cock.
Mattel lets out a long exhale, sounding immensely relieved by the knowledge that his orgasm isn’t going to waste.
He doesn’t even thrust, choosing instead to pull Regina further and further onto his sizable erection, until there is barely an inch remaining outside of the omega’s bo
