Chapter 72 - Bare

Slowly, Dyllen’s wandering hand began to move again.

It travelled lower to cup one of the omega’s ass cheeks and kneaded the flesh.

Eician gasped, not expecting that level of arousal to shoot through him. Dyllen moved to press kisses to his jaw, working his way back to his mouth.

Slick dripped down his thighs and he could feel the wetness pooling on the blanket where he sat straddling Dyllen’s waist. A small gasping moan tumbled from his own lips as a thick finger inched around to probe at his hole and he tightened his grip on his alpha.

“Easy,” Dyllen muttered as he moved to mouth at his neck, leaving Eician free to make sounds. “Just relax.”

There was no pain when the solitary finger breached his hole, only an odd stretching sensation that quickly morphed into heat and pleasure. It was like nothing Eician had ever felt before and he shuddered in Dyllen’s grip a