LIAM: THE KISS BETWEEN US GREW FIERY AND PASSIONATE, MY FINGERS CLINGING TO MUSCLE AS HE PUT EQUAL PRESSURE ON ME AS HE HELD ME TO HIM

He took a step, and I followed. I took a step, and he followed. His tongue graced my lips, as we slowly began walking, and I allowed him entry, entangling my muscle with his own as I slowly but surely led him toward my bedroom.

This time, there was no hesitation in the doorway. If anything, he surged forward even faster, leading to my knees bumping into the bed frame before he pressed even harder, sending me backwards and onto the soft cushioning of my bed.

Finally he paused, bracing himself on his hands on either side of my head. He leaned down, forehead making contact with mine as he closed his eyes and panted. I was just as out of breath, I noticed.

“Tell me.” He breathed, “Tell me you want this.”

“I do.” I panted. “Please.”

I felt fire in my veins, and a sticky dampness gathering between my thighs. We’d barely done anything, and he was making me feel like my insides were on their way to melting.

His hands skated their way up my torso, under my shirt, massaging the skin until he had bunched up my shirt all the way to my arms and thumbed at my nipples on either side of my chest.

I sighed as he massaged the sensitive nubs, sending tingles down my spine and further adding to the gushing between my thighs. I grabbed the edge of my shirt, and pried it away from my body before tugging uselessly at Briar’s own.

He removed it without another word, much to my pleasure, as I returned the same treatment he’d given me onto him. He rumbled pleasantly as he spoke, the growl affecting his voice in ways I thought impossible, sending shivers down my spine.

“Perfect, just perfect.”

I gasped as he lowered his head to my chest, tonguing where his hands had just been, nipping the nub gently between his teeth. I never thought my chest was particularly sensitive, but I felt like I could orgasm just from this right now. I was starting to be really really pleased with my earlier decision of staying with him.

While he used his mouth on my chest, his hands went lower, lower still. He palmed my erection through my pants, making me whimper, before finally pulling at the edge of my waistband and stripping me of the last articles of clothing I wore.

I resisted the urge to cover myself, a little embarrassed about being nude.

“Absolutely beautiful.” He rumbled again. If the man could purr, this was the closest to it, I thought.

“You, too.” I said, “Let me see.”

He only grinned, and I felt my lower muscles clench at the look his eyes gave me. He inhaled suddenly, closing them for a moment.

“You don’t know what you do to me” He said, before he lowered his body still, prying open my thighs with his large hands and biting the inside of my leg.

I gasped. He was close, so, so close to where I needed him most.

I opened my mouth to beg, but he beat me to it.

His head and devilish tongue dropped low to lick the bottom of my omega hole nestled on my perineum and up to the top where my cock started, and kept going all the way to the head.

I keened.

He did it again.

I couldn’t resist locking my ankles behind his head as he continued pleasuring me with his mouth, even going as far as inserting my penis into his mouth—a gesture that most guys I’d been with never felt comfortable doing

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“Briar!” I whined, my hand tangling in his dreadlocks.

He pulled his mouth away, taking that intense heat away with him.

“I love your taste.” He growled, one of his fingers snaking its way down my thigh and pressing against the entrance of my vagina.

I wiggled my hips at the feeling, hoping to urge him inside me faster.

“Please Briar.” I whispered, trying to pull his body up toward me so I could kiss him again. The man groaned, and followed my direction, finally slipping that digit into my wet heat.

I sighed at the pleasant feeling, before finally kissing him again, tasting myself on his tongue. Another finger entered.

Boldly, I lowered my legs to fit around his hips, locking them at the ankles once again before pulling him hard against my body. Implying the act that was to come with eager motions.

He growled in my ear, nipping my neck just below it. One of his hands disappeared from my body and I heard the telltale sounds of a buckle being undone.

Giddy, I wiggled my hips once more.

“C’mon. I wanna feel you.” I breathed. He groaned in response, removing his fingers from my pussy.

“You’ll kill me.” was all he said, before I felt something large and hot nudge my hole.

Quickly, I looked down, wanting to see all of him before he disappeared within me.

He was large, with an already sizable knot forming at the base of his cock. It pulsed while I watched it, and I moaned.

“Looked your fill?” He asked, and I sighed, leaning back down.

“Fuck me.” I commanded. He responded with a grin, and pressed hard.

It was big enough to knock the air out of my lungs for a second, like a solid punch that I felt deep in my womb. A punch that felt far better than it should.

I groaned out loud, squeezing him between my thighs, and accidentally digging my nails into his shoulders.

“Again.” I begged. He obliged, pulling away and snapping his hips forward.

Absently I noticed the sound of his knot breaching me in the otherwise quiet room, but was mostly preoccupied by how fucking good it felt to have him in me.

I didn’t have to ask him again, as he snapped his hips back and forth to ram himself as deep inside me as possible and fill me with pleasure again and again and again.

“Oh god-” I could only hold on as he fucked me faster and faster, harder and harder. Groaning and moaning hotly in my ear, whispering everything that came to mind about how this was an earth shattering experience for him.

If I could catch my breath long enough to say anything longer than ‘yes’ and ‘more’ I would have returned the sentiment as he well and truly rocked my fucking world.

I could feel my high beginning to crest, and I assumed he was getting close as well judging by the increase in tempo and decrease in rhythm.

“Briar, I’m close.” I told him, after a successful inhale.

“Me too. I’m cumming.” He grunted, panting in my ear as I felt his knot try and fail to lock me to him.

A shame, I wanted it.

He didn’t give up, though, lifting my hips and pressing even harder than before. I would have told him it was too late if only my pussy didn’t somehow part and give way to the brutal weight as it popped inside me.

I yelped at the suddenness of it, feeling a bit of pain as he settled inside me. It was quickly washed away, though, when he pressed forward and backward again, grinding deep inside of me.

“Oh, fuck.” I panted as the grinding continued, and he moaned his pleasure in my ear as he unleashed a torrent of fluid deep inside of me. With a final grind against my prostate, I gave way to the rough treatment, and came hard around the fullness of his knot within my body.

I contracted around him, squeezing more pleasure out of him as he dug as deep as he could. He had more to say, apparently, and had the proof to back it up. He barely paused between my orgasm and his.

“I’m not done with you yet.” He growled, I whimpered at his possessive hold on my body as he started grinding faster and faster once more. I couldn’t believe it when he used my body to jerk himself off a second time before unleashing yet another hot batch of sperm into my womb.

He didn’t leave me in the dust, jerking me off with his hand and only faltering when he came the second time. I almost complained of over stimulation, before the pleasure and pain bled together into another jumbled mess of an orgasm, ripping through me with a scream.

Finally he stopped, once he was sure I was good and done. He panted where he lay over me, before sitting up and standing with my lower half hanging off the bed.

I voiced my complaints via a whine, which he gave me an apologetic smile for.

“Let me move us, then we can sleep.” He said, while gripping me closely and trying as carefully as possible to maneuver us into a proper sleeping position, rolling us over so that I lay on his chest. I had to admit, it was awfully cozy.

“Mm. So sleepy.” I murmured. “That was… too good.” I yawned in the middle.

“Can’t agree more.” He hummed, tracing circles on my back. He kissed my temple. “Go to sleep, Liam.”