11 Jericho #2
Heading over to where he stood by the window, I dropped to my knees instantly, placing my face in line with his crotch.
Even now, I could see how hard it was from the heated moment he shared with Kit.
My hands fumbled to begin undoing his jeans, but he tried to stop me momentarily in shock of what I was attempting.
“Jericho, what are you doing?”
“I understand I did not create this hardness that’s tenting your pants, but I also know I am the one who can relieve it. Let me help you, Alpha.”
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It was apparent that I needed this between us, so he let me undo his zipper.
His shaft bobbed out, throbbing in redness because he had been denying what he wanted.
Licking my hand, I began jerking him first to have a better conversation about this.
Like putty in my hands, the tension in Ryatt’s shoulders left immediately when I touched him.
“You want her? What do you miss about her?” Some might think my illicit words as a form of jealousy.
They weren’t because I secretly loved hearing them talk about their devious adventures with other people.
Ryatt knew this kink about me, that I loved hearing them talk about how they gratified someone else while I touched them.
“Her tits,” he hissed as I licked his tip. “Kit had the best boobs I’ve ever seen, and I miss sucking on them. I used to suck them for her to cum without even stroking her between the legs.”
“What else?” I begged for more as I felt my own erection growing in my pants.
“How wet her pussy always was when it came time to fuck her. She never needed foreplay, but I loved playing with her anyway. I’d tease her senselessly between classes in school, and I’d make her wait all day before being properly handled.
The others would edge her with me, and she would be in our complete control because of it. ”
Finally opening my lips, I let him sink into my mouth.
He continued telling me about Kit’s limberness under his domination.
His hand fisted into my hair, forcing my mouth to take his swollen cock farther down my throat.
I eagerly let him face fuck me as he visualized having her again.
There was nothing like choking on a dick that made it too hard to breathe, so my eyes began to water.
Saliva pooled from the edges of my lips as Ryatt thought about her while using me.
Nothing compared to meeting their needs without necessarily being other people.
Ryatt required this moment of exertion that allowed him to freely release what had been pent up for so long.
My hands clamped the back of his thighs because it got harder to see straight.
His dominance glared down at me as he watched his cock slip between my lips, in and out.
He forcefully fucked my face because he was too on edge.
The men knew they could use me like this, but they had to love me after.
That was the rule between us all and when they slept with a female outside of our pack.
My nest they needed to be what they climbed into afterward to make sure I still felt loved.
Our bond worked, so we never changed it.
Gagging, I let my hand slip into my shorts to fondle myself. As an Omega, I got off easier than most. When we did forbidden acts like this, it put me on the brink before I even clasped my hand around my shaft.
“That’s right, touch yourself to the memory I have of a different Omega. Let your mind enjoy what I once devoured,” Ryatt growled.
Moaning around his shaft, I knew it was going to send a tremble through him as he shivered from it.
Freeing my tip from my pants, I could already feel my balls drawing up in a tightness that promised my end.
My releases were never big like theirs, and I knew that came from being an Omega male.
Ryatt was able to see my load shoot upward, hitting the bottom of his long dick and my chin. I hadn’t cum like this in a long time.
That was all it took for him to explode down my throat, endless ropes of ecstasy.
I imagined him knotting inside my throat, and I had to keep guzzling down his cum as each load spilled from him.
Ryatt was a man who could knot for a long time or cum in large quantities, but I grew used to it over the years.
As each minute ticked by, I kept slurping down what he offered, feeling the hot liquid coat my throat.
He loved feeling me swallow around his shaft for a milking sensation while watching some spill from the corners of my mouth.
Once it was finally done, I could see how his knees wanted to buckle in relief. He stepped away to tuck himself back in before helping me stand on my own two feet. Once I was up, he cleaned off my chin with his shirt and kissed me deeply even though I had just tasted him.
His nose ran along the mark on my neck that he gave me, accepting me among his men. “My mark on you means I will always want you.”
“It’s okay that you want her too,” I told him.
I needed to get to know Kit better, but I could see she still loved them just as much as they did her.
Hearing my Alpha tell me right now that he still wanted me was all I needed to calm down.
We could somehow make this work. Even if they were just part time lovers from her belonging to someone else, I would let them enjoy her to not feel the hollow absence of her existence inside their chest.