The Tyrant Lycan's Ruined Omega
Two thick fingers thrust brutally into my soaked heat as his other hand gripped my throat from behind.
I gasped, my eyes shutting tightly.
“Stop fighting it,” he growled against my ear, his breath scorching my skin. “Your body already knows who its master is.”
He pulled his fingers out, yanked my skirt up, and pressed the thick head of his cock against my entrance. My breath caught.
But when he pushed inside me, a broken, needy moan tore from my throat.
Xavier let out a deep, rough groan. "Fuck... so tight. You're so wet for me."