To ruin an Omega novel Chapter 478

Chapter 478: The gift that keeps giving (M) 2

FIA

I pulled back and did it again. I did not rest until I found a rhythm that had him panting and had the chains rattling as his hands clenched into fists.

I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder.

I took him as deep as I could manage before pulling back to breathe. My hand wrapped around what my mouth couldn’t reach, and I stroked in time with my movements.

"Fuck," he gasped. "Fia, fuck." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

I could feel him getting close... Feel the way his cock throbbed against my tongue and the tension building in his body.

I took him deeper. Letting him slide all the way to the back of my throat and held him there. My eyes watered. My throat constricted around him. I felt myself gag, but I didn’t pull away.

The sound he made was inhuman.

I pulled back gasping and immediately took him deep again. Over and over. Using my mouth and my hand and everything I had to drive him higher.

His hips started moving. Small involuntary thrusts that I accommodated. I let him fuck my mouth while I held myself steady.

"I’m going to—" He didn’t finish the sentence.

I felt him swell in my mouth. Felt his whole body tense. One more second and he would come.

I pulled off completely.

He made a sound of pure frustration, and his eyes flew open. The gold in them was wild. He looked feral.

I climbed back up his body and kissed him. Hard and deep and filthy. Let him taste himself on my tongue. He kissed me back like he was trying to devour me whole.

When I broke away, I whispered directly into his ear.

"That was the appetizer. Now for the main course."

I reached down between us and positioned him at my entrance. I felt the head of his cock pressing against me. Hot and hard and ready.

I sank down onto him in one smooth motion.

We both groaned. The stretch was exquisite. Perfect. I took him completely until he was buried as deep as he could go.

For a moment, I just sat there. Adjusting to the feeling of fullness. To the way he pulsed inside me. To the heat building between us.

Then I started to move.

I lifted myself up slowly before sliding back down. The friction sent sparks racing through every nerve ending. I found a rhythm that had us both panting.

His eyes glowed brighter. That molten gold fixed on me with laser focus. He tried to reach for me and the chains stopped him short. Frustration flashed across his face.

I leaned forward and braced my hands on his chest.

I changed the angle slightly so he hit that perfect spot inside me with every stroke. My hips rolled in waves and took him deeper.

"Let me touch you," he begged. "Please, Fia. Let me—"

"No." I punctuated the word with a particularly hard roll of my hips. "You stay right where you are."

But I did lean down further, bringing our bodies flush together so my breasts pressed against his chest. So every movement created friction between us in multiple places.

I could feel his frustration. I could feel how badly he wanted to grab my hips and take control. To flip me over and pound into me until we both shattered.

But the chains held. They kept him exactly where I wanted him.

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