The Alpha I shouldn't crave
Her back arched, pushing more of her tit into my mouth, and I could feel the tremor run through her body, her pussy clenching emptily against the sheets.
"Damon, please," she gasped, her hands threading through my hair, nails scraping my scalp in a way that sent tingles straight to my cock.
I continued lower, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses down her stomach, feeling the muscles quiver under my lips. Settling between her thighs, I spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening pussy—swollen lips parted, clit peeking out like a pink pearl, her hole weeping arousal that trickled down to her ass. The sight made my mouth water, and I dove in, my tongue dragging through her folds in a long, flat
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