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I don’t have the energy to protest. As much as I want to ogle him, the warm water is a balm to my cramps. I step in and put my face under the showerhead and close my eyes, allowing the stream to warm me.
I feel a presence behind me and turn to see Vincent step into the shower.
He’s perfect.
His chest is broad and defined, with a trail of light hair leading down to a perfect V of his hipbones. He’s a little bulkier than Landon and River.
My gaze travels to his cock and I almost pass out.
“That’s not fitting in me,” I say stupidly.
And he laughs. Vincent actually laughs; a full sound of delight.
When he smiles, he looks years younger. As the water beats down on him and his hair becomes a sopping mess, I see the glimpse of a carefree man not weighed down by years of guilt.
“You’re right. It won’t at this angle,” he chuckles, stepping towards me. He leans down to kiss me, and I moan against his mouth as he snakes an arm around my waist, pulling me flush against his chest. “But I don’t need your pretty cunt to come.” His cock pushes against my stomach, and I snake a hand down to grab him.
He doesn’t fit around my wrist. It’s almost comical, but my inner Omega is doing backflips in my mind.
“I suppose I could return the favor for earlier,” I say innocently, gripping his cock.
He groans. “I suppose you could.”
I release him to swipe two fingers through my core, gathering the slick there.
“Fuck,” he hisses as he watches me. Using my slick as lubricant, I work him in my fist until he’s thrusting against my hand.
“Harder,” he pants. “Squeeze my cock harder, Omega.”
I moan, then pull him into a kiss as he fucks himself with my hand. His tongue explores my mouth lazily as he groans against me.
I want him to come. I need him to come.
I barely think about it before I’m dropping to my knees on the shower floor, ready to take him in my mouth.
I want to demonstrate what I did to Landon while he watched.
But his hand tangles into my hair, gripping hard enough to stop me.
“If this hurts you at all,” he says, his voice low, “then stop. I mean it.”
The fact that he shows that much compassion when his cock is desperate for attention is enough to have me open my mouth to taste his length.
My knees protest, but the growl he makes as soon as I wrap my lips around him is worth it. Water falls into my eyes, and I struggle to breathe, but I slowly push him down my throat.
“Fuck. Fuck.”
That’s the only word he knows as I suck him, moaning around his thick length. I keep one hand wrapped around his hip for balance while the other reaches up to pump the rest of his shaft that my mouth can’t reach.
Vincent’s scent has never been this rich. It fills the room, and amplified with the steam from the shower, it’s everywhere.
I don’t stop just at his length. Releasing him, I bend my head to suck on his balls, pumping his cock while I give each one the attention it deserves.
When I lick up his sac and back to his length, he snarls and twists his fingers in my hair, causing me to pause.
“I’m not going to last if you keep doing that,” he warns me.
I smirk.
