Adom

"Then let me fuck you, Alex; let this omega woman fuck big bad Alpha like you." "What?" Alex mumbled in shock, half not understanding and half overwhelmed by Ashly's proximity and the heat and weight of her body as it pressed up against Alex. "You asked me what to do. You said you'd do anything," Ashly reminded him, her hand sliding up Alex's neck and into his hair. He would smell like Ashly later and would probably have to shower to get the scent off. "So let me fuck you, like you fuck me." It's rare for an omega to be top-notch; it's a rare case. It only happens when an alpha loves his omega more than anyone else, even more than himself. Alex's breath was ragged, and he was having trouble getting his eyes to focus. His inner alpha was practically purring to fuck Ashly. He leaned his head into Ashly's touch without thinking about it. It took him a second to remember the conversation and to parse what Ashly had said. "Give you what?" Ashly leaned closer, so her breath fanned over Alex'