The Lycan King's Outcast Omega
“Alex!” I cry out, the sensation so overwhelming, so intense, my hands fly to his hair, tangling in it as his tongue flicks against me with a perfect, devastating rhythm. He hums low in his throat, and the vibrations send a shock of pleasure through my entire body.
"Goddess," I gasp, unable to form a coherent sentence, my mind unraveling into a haze of pure sensation. "Yes," I pant, feeling the first tremors of release build under his relentless, knowing mouth. "Yes. Yes. Yes."