Filthy Obsessions. A Filthy Collection Of Forbidden Desires
But her legs opened slightly.
Behind her, an omega screamed—legs open, cum dripping down her thigh as another buried his knot.
Luna moaned, eyes locked on the writhing bodies like she was drinking them in.
Her cheeks flushed.
She was breathing through her mouth now—short, quiet, desperate breaths.
“Touch yourself.”
She spread her legs, slow and deliberate, but her gaze never dropped.
“You think you're the only one who can ruin me, Alpha?” she said, her fingers teasing her pussy.