My Perfect Omega - Chapter 80
“Is it still wet because I fvcked you so hard this morning?”
“Please, don’t say things like that…”
She wanted to tell him to stop, but he only made her close her mouth even tighter.
“Or did you get this wet just from kissing?”
His vulgar words drilled into her ears. Every time he spoke such things with his elegant pronunciation, Leila felt like she was going crazy.
“It seems like I can just put it in right away.”
He didn’t expect her to respond. Ignoring her embarrassed squirming, he confirmed that she was still soft and ready inside with his fingers, then unfastened his trousers. His cxck, which had been hard since he left his office, was so stiff it seemed almost pitiful. He hadn’t realized just how much of a lustful creature he was.
He pressed the tip of his cxck against her entrance. As if welcoming the intruder, her entrance twitched. He informed her of this.
“Do you know your pxxsy opens up on its own even before I put in the head? It seems your pxxsy has completely learned the taste of my cxck.”
“Please, just don’t say such things…”
“Why, is it too vulgar?”
As he asked, he teased her with the tip of his cxck. Inserting just the head and then pulling it out repeatedly, he watched as her entire body turned red with embarrassment, her head nodding desperately. He laughed quietly.
“No matter how dignified alphas and omegas act, betas find us vulgar. So feel free to be as vulgar as you like. That’s our true nature.”
“Ahh…”
“Can you feel it? How your pxxsy is eagerly sucking on the tip of my cxck?”
Leila couldn’t understand why she kept getting aroused by his lewd words. She was the one who had refused him, yet her body welcomed him every time he invaded. Not only that, but her body begged for him to go deeper.
“Please, ah…”
“Please, what?”
He always tried to get her to express herself verbally, even though he no longer asked for permission. It seemed he still wanted to know her thoughts. Leila, with his cxck filling her entrance, pressed her cheek against his neck, rubbing against him in her own way of expressing her feelings.
“Ha, it seems you’re not completely devoid of affection.”
He didn’t mind when she acted like a cat, rubbing against him only in such moments. He didn’t particularly desire her to act this way all the time. He had come to accept her in any form.
Unable to hold back any longer due to the slick, soft walls of her entrance, he slid his cxck inside her. In one smooth thrust, he buried himself deep, hitting her cervix.
“Ahh, ngh!”
“Haah…”
The sensation of her walls gripping him so tightly that he could feel every ridge and texture of her inner flesh was euphoric. Shuddering for a moment from the pleasure, Lucas began moving his hips slowly, lifting her legs up.
As her flexible waist bent and her legs spread wide, she clung to his neck desperately. Though he enjoyed her clinging to him, he spoke coldly on purpose.
“Let go of my neck for a moment, will you?”
“…Okay.”
Despite wanting to press her panting breath into his mouth, he roughly grabbed her calves and pinned them down. Awkwardly perched on the head of the bed with her legs spread wide, she trembled.
Lowering his upper body slightly, he began to watch Leila react to his thrusts. From her bouncing brxxsts to her pxxsy stretched tight around his cxck, everything about her pleased him. Even her blindness was something he cherished.
“Ah, ahh, nnng!”
With each thrust, Leila’s moans spilled out. The hard cxck scraping against her inner walls sent sparks flying before her eyes. The overwhelming sensation made her toes curl, and she didn’t know what to do with her empty hands.
