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He was so perfect.

Needy, loving sounds filled the room as he whined and licked, clearly loving my scent and the submissive rush he had to be feeling. “More licks. That’s right. Show me how much you love Daddy’s scent.”

The fact that I was Daddy and not Sir or Master seemed to be rooted in how nervous he’d been and the stress of Austin’s oh-so-helpful interrogation. But he wasn’t as shy as he’d originally been in the playroom and he was still very much an eager participant in the scene, so I wasn’t going to obsess about it.

I’d do that later because I had more concerning things to focus on…like where this would lead and not coming in my pants like a teenager making out for the first time.

That was not the first impression I wanted to make on my boy.

My needy boy, who was currently pressing his ass against my hands and making the sexiest whine. “Good boy.”

I knew what he wanted, so I brought my hand down on his ass again, loving the whimpers he gave me as he shivered and inhaled deeply. I had to be careful since I couldn’t see his skin but he didn’t seem to mind that the spanks were definitely on the too-light side of the scale.

It just made him hungrier and helped him slide deeper into his submission as he whined for more. He was too distracted to actually beg and his mouth was already occupied in wonderful ways that were doing incredible things to me, but I knew how sweet the words would be.

That could come later, though.

For the time being, I loved that he’d sunk into his needy submissive side and all he wanted was to writhe against me and lick me all over. He was perfect. Everything from the cute roar he’d let out as he teased my nipples to the whimpers that escaped as he’d licked under my arm just kept getting more incredible.

Charlie was the best mix of innocence and need and had a playful side that made me want to wrap my arms around him and never let go, so I just couldn’t understand how other Doms and alphas hadn’t found him to be as addicting as I had.

He was everything I’d always dreamed I’d find in an omega and more. Anyone who’d walked away from such perfection was a moron, but those morons had left him questioning his needs and his instincts. So making sure he knew I was right there with him was the best thing I thought I could do.

“That’s right. Such a soft little tongue. Such sweet kisses from a sweet slut.” Arching my chest out had his hands moving over me again as he made a low, needy sound, and I moaned as his fingers traced around the dragon and teased my nipple again. “Yes, that feels so good.”

I thought that should be obvious based on my erection and the sounds he kept pulling from me, but I didn’t want there to be any question about what I was feeling as he kissed me. “Such a sweet, needy boy.”

One who loved my tattoos…and thought they needed to be prettier.

His quiet mumbling as he’d traced around the lines made it clear colors were very necessary, which did not surprise me. Even when he’d been shy and nervous around me, Charlie had had clear ideas about what looked good and what didn’t.

“You’re so sexy and you feel so good against me, sweet boy.” So good my dick was now painfully trapped in pants that’d felt a size too small since he’d started squirming on me. “Take a big deep breath, sweet boy, and show me how good Daddy smells.”

Oh yes, his immediate obedience went right to my cock, but it was the way he shivered as my pheromones hit him that made my knot throb. “Good boy. Do it again. You smell so good too.”

His scent was like the most perfect candy, sweet and musky, and I knew it would be completely addicting…and it only got better every time he took a deep breath. His moans made it clear how needy he was, but I’d have known how much he wanted me just by the sexy reactions his body made when he inhaled.

Austin hadn’t been kidding when he’d said Charlie had a thing for body worship.

It made me wonder what kind of conversations they’d had in the past and how they’d ever fucking met, but nosy, higher-level thoughts were quickly fading to the back of my mind as Charlie whimpered and licked.

“Yes, that’s my needy boy. You’re such a good slut.” That got another sexy whine from him as he shivered and tightened around me. “Humping me. Licking me. And your sweet moans. Yes, you’re a very good slut for your Daddy.”

The Daddy versus Master thing was still slightly confusing, but Charlie was so out of it he didn’t seem to notice my overthinking. He just made soft, pleased noises like I’d given him the best praise he’d ever heard.

Maybe Daddy was more about how comfortable he was with me and not about being nervous anymore?

“I love how hard you are, sweetie, and how sexy.” Giving him another light spank, I got a heady rush as he shivered and made the most submissive whine, arching his ass out for me. “That’s right. My needy boy.”

How had any alpha, Dom or not, found this to be anything but fucking hot?

“I bet your hole is slick and aching.” As I gave him another tap over the center of his ass, he gasped like I’d sent fireworks through him.

Hmm, it seemed like my needy boy had a very sensitive hole.

Imagining how he’d go off if I spanked him with a plug in him, I kissed his head and gripped tightly over his achingly empty entrance. “I can smell how slick you are and how much you love kissing me, sweet boy. You’re so sexy. The best little slut ever.”

That had him clinging tighter to me and he arched his ass out higher, giving me another whimper. “Does my sweet slut need more?”

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