3.42 Tell Me [M]

The orgasm prompted another release of slick along his thigh. Oliver couldn't begin to imagine how he must have looked right now; slumped atop of the mattress with his spine arched and ass in the air, a writhing and trembling mess, his hole puckered and twitched at the emptiness within, red and inviting. His mating gland was inflamed and throbbing, releasing a cloyingly sweet scent that enticed the Alpha to mark and bond with him. He must have looked utterly debauched, a lewd image of obscenity. Oliver heard Lu Yizhou inhale sharply behind him and the knowledge made him keen. He turned his head with difficulty, directing a wet and pleading gaze to the Alpha, lips parting in a gasp. "Alpha…"