An Alpha for the Alpha
He grunts heavily, pushing his hardness against my face even though I know it isn't necessary, I am happy to have a taste.
Jonas grabs handfuls of my hair, holding me still as I suckle hungrily at his engorged tip. With every flick of my tongue and swirl of my lips, I hear him moaning louder and deeper.
Cerberus is gasping in my head, but elseway staying quiet, he knows I hate to have conversations during sex.
My mouth slips down around him, savoring the feel and taste of his dick on my tongue, I groan, trying to swallow him, greedy to have all of him, and he gasps, bucking lightly against me.