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My mouth might drop open.
Some blend of amusement and insecurity fills her fine features. Her lips quirk into a sassy little smile, but her eyes are meek. Her fingers brush my belt, a silent plea.
She wants to please me. Submit to me.
The satisfaction that blooms inside of me is unlike anything I’ve ever known.
Deeper.
True.
I make short work of my pants, freeing my cock for her. “Is this what you want, baby girl? You want to suck this cock?”
Something hot and wild slides through her gaze. “I want you to show me how you like it, Alpha.”
Goddamn fucking hell.
I pet her head, radiating the approval she needs. “Good girl. I’ll show you exactly what I like. And, once you’ve finished your breakfast, Daddy will take you to work with him.”
The shy version of her smile reappears. She kisses my inked thigh, subtly scent-marking in a shy, hesitant way. I swear my cold, dead heart grows four sizes in two seconds.
My cock twitches. She parts her lips, offering her mouth again. “Yes, Alpha.”
Her supplication is beautiful. The way her lashes sweep over her gaze. The tremor of anticipation in her voice. The softness of her fingers, stroking eager, gentle lines down my length.
I shift closer and spread my thighs, giving her plenty of room to slip between them. My voice turns to gravel, husky from the surge of dominance and lust I hold in check. “Take the whole thing into your mouth.”
Meg obeys without hesitation. Her pillowy pink lips slip over my girth, stretching to take me in. When the back of her throat squeezes around the pulsing head of my cock, she gags. I grunt and gently grip the nape of her neck to pull her back.
“I’ll make sure you breathe,” I tell her. “You don’t have to worry about that.”
I say the words, knowing she won’t take them at face value. No one ever has before. Which makes sense, considering I’m basically telling the girl I’ll decide when she breathes; if she breathes.
Who would trust someone else with something like that?
Turns out—Meg would.
And she trusts me.
I’ve never felt more aroused or more alpha than I do in the next moment. The moment she takes me right back into her throat and gazes up at me, her eyes soft and wet. Two crystal pools of trust.
My grip tugs her back just as a sparkling tear trickles out of her eye. Unable to help myself, I bend and lick it off her cheek, murmuring praise into her temple.
The second I settle back, she dives for my cock again. I let her work her hot, wet mouth over it again and again, feeling my balls draw tight every time she allows me to block her breathing.
“Look how perfect you are,” I rasp, finding her hand on my thigh and guiding it to my knot. “Can you squeeze Daddy right here? I want to feel you around my knot when I come in your mouth.”
She moans, the sound a soaked vibration around my erection.
A growl rips out of my heaving chest. “Do you want to swallow your alpha’s cum, little one? Pump that knot for me and I’ll give it to you.”
Her next cry is high and desperate. The pads of her fingers stroke the swelling knot at the base of my cock, sending shivers up my back.
My thighs strain. She watches the way my tattoo moves over the muscles and doubles down, sucking me harder and faster. Her free hand slides between my legs and finds my sac, rolling my aching balls between her fingertips.
“Fuck, you’re so good for me. I’m going to come. You want it, baby girl?”
She nods around me seconds before I lose it, spurting onto the velvet warmth of her tongue. A keening moan sails up her throat as her eyes fall shut. Pure rapture fills her face.
