Omega's Destiny: Foxes of Scarlet Peak (An M'M Shifter MPreg Romance Book 5)(10)

His words enflamed me.

Who is he? A porn star?

“Do it,” I told him. My body was begging for it. “Do it. Come in me!”

“I’m gonna come,” he groaned, and although I didn’t think it was even possible, I felt his cock grow inside me.

“I want to feel it!”

“Ah, I’m coming!”

Clint tensed up and thrust his cock so hard and deep inside me it felt like a punch in the stomach. I cried out as he came, a sensation so sweet I could never have imagined.

His cum was so warm, like the sweetest nectar as he filled my ass up. Each shot hit that spot deep inside me, and I stroked my cock faster as he came, wanting to come with him.

“Fuck!” he gasped, his hands going tight on my thighs. I jerked my cock faster as his cum filled me up, and felt my orgasm approaching – something more intense than I’d ever thought possible.

It hit me so hard my entire body convulsed.

“Ah, your ass is so tight!” Clint cried out as I clamped down on him as my own cum fountained out of my cock and onto my stomach. “God, that’s so hot!”

It was hot – undeniably so. I looked down as my cock pumped out the same white goodness Clint was spraying into my ass. We were coming together. I’d gone from being so shy, so embarrassed and na?ve, to feeling like I was ready to explode out of my shell and leap into the world of dirty, filthy, absolutely primal sex and submit to every kinky thing Clint wanted from me.

“Fuck, you filled me up,” I gasped as Clint slumped down on top of me, pressing his sweaty chest against mine. Instinctively, my arms wrapped around his strong torso, and I slowly caressed the muscles of his back, making a mental map of his body in my mind.

We breathed deeply together, and I felt my exhaustion closing in on me. It had been the most incredible ride of my life – from the back of his motorcycle to lying on my back on his bed, and I simply couldn’t process anything more.

A smile came over my lips as sleep closed in on me, and I thought to myself, I found him. I finally found him.





8





Clint





Waking up with Bobby beneath me, smelling his scent and feeling his warmth, was a feeling I never thought I’d experience again. I smiled as he stirred beneath me and couldn’t help but find it funny that we’d both just passed right out last night after we fucked. To say it had been intense would to simply not be giving what had happened credit.

It was motherfucking mind-blowing!

Bobby’s body was glorious, like it had been made especially for me. Everything was exceptional, from his milky white skin, his small but hard body, to his cherry-lime scent and matching taste. I could only imagine what it would be like to press my tongue against his hole and taste his slick.

Mental note for next time.

My cock had slid out of him during the night, but I had morning wood that was pressed between his cheeks, and I grinded gently against his ass, just enough to feel a hint of the pleasure I’d felt last night.

Bobby stirred in his sleep beneath my arms, and I pressed my nose against the back of his neck and inhaled.

Now that’s something I’d never get tired of, I thought with a smile. Carefully, doing my best not to wake him, I slid out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I was sweaty and my dick was covered in cum and slick.

I ran the shower and looked at myself in the mirror as I waited for the water to warm up. Last night had been a workout, and my body looked like I’d gone to the gym last night. My veins were more pronounced, and my muscles more defined. It was like I’d run a few miles or lifted heavy.

“Fuck,” I chuckled as I stepped in the shower. The water wasn’t completely warmed up yet, but I didn’t care. Grabbing some soap, I started to wash myself off when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. I peeked out from the behind the shower curtain to see Bobby as he stepped into the bathroom looking exhausted, wiping sleep from his eyes.

“Hey,” he whispered.”

“I’m sorry, did I wake you?”

“It’s okay,” he shrugged. To my surprise, he didn’t even hesitate before stepping into the shower behind me. I moved to turn around, but before I could, he wrapped his arms around me and leaned against my back, almost like a sleepy little boy trying his best not to fall asleep on his feet.

“I wear you out last night?” I chuckled, reaching behind me and stroking his leg. I could feel his dick pressing against my butt and felt last night’s urges coming back again.

“In the best way,” he laughed. I could feel his lips on my back, against my skin, reminding me of our kisses last night. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to walk right today.”

“Hah!” I laughed, turning around to hold him as he draped his arms over my shoulders. “How tall are you?”

“Like…five foot seven?” he replied. “You?”

“Six foot four,” I told him.

“Mmmmm,” he moaned against my chest. “I like that.”

I felt his tongue press against me, and almost jumped as it circled my nipple. He was playing with me! I closed my eyes as he teased me, exploring my chest with gentle little licks.

My hands went to his cock and balls, stroking ever so slowly. Both of us had our eyes closed as we stood there beneath the water, lost in each other’s bodies. Nothing was said. Nothing had to be said. It was like we were sharing a dream together, a dream where we began to know each other physically, exploring our own desires together.