Page 29 of Candy & Her Saints


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SEVEN: Now, bring that vibrator to your right nipple, before trailing it over both your beautiful tits. Keep doing that, until I tell you to stop.

Dominant bastard…and I wouldn’t want him any other way.

My hand tightens around the silicon vibrator. Then I trace it over my right nipple.

It’s too much and just right all at the same time.

I moan, and my back arches. I bite my lip so hard that pain spikes through me.

I squirm, as the vibrations reverberate through me.

SEVEN: I wish that I could see you. I bet you look fucking hot right now. You’re being so good for me. Come on, you can do this. Your tits are perfect. You’re perfect.

I stare at the screen.

Without conscious thought, my purr deepens.

No one praises me like this.

I’m a defective Omega. I’ve been honest to Seven about that because he’s going to see my Rej bracelet when we meet.

Yet he treats me like a precious Omega who deserves to be worshiped.

Like I’m perfect.

Nobody has said that about me before.

He can’t mean it, right?

I don’t care.

He’s making me feel a warmth that truly is trust, but also, something else.

I can’t think about that.

Instead, I focus on teasing the vibrator between my breasts.

I inhale, writhing.

I’m damp between my thighs, desperate to move the vibrator lower. I spread my thighs but hold myself back from touching.

Seven is in control and fuck, that’s turning me on.

“Please,” I whisper like Seven can actually hear me. “Please…”

I glance at the screen.

Come on…

Sweat drips down my neck. My eyes narrow.

Mean Alpha.

But I fucking love it.

Please, please, please…

SEVEN: Are you begging yet, my sweet venom?

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