RAIN
I am done hiding and pretending.
Tears streak down my bulged cheeks as Liam snaps his hips forward, fucking my mouth. I can feel his fat head touch the back of my throat, creating a sensation that makes me roll my eyes back, and toes curl.
My body is made to be fucked by my alpha, I am made for him, for his pleasure.
He pulls away and I cry out, even as thick saliva connects his cock and my lips in a thread. "More," I whisper, looking up at him with tears.
"You want more of this?" he rubs his cock along my lips, not pushing in and I cry in protest. I lick desperately, and he groans, as he lets me taste him. I run my tongue along his veiny member, sucking the tip before he pulls away completely.
"No, I want. Please."