Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega Chapter 123: NSFW

As soon as we’d settled in the bed, Storm turned to , cupped the back of my head, brought my face to his, and kissed . It was harder than the one we shared in the hall —two tis more punishing.

Fuck!

My cock strained hard against the material of my trousers. Feeling his cock on my thighs also aroused , making let go of my damned inhibitions.

With one tug, he ripped my polo off , and I rose for him to remove the shreds, leaving partially naked under him.

His eyes went to my naked chest, and he licked his bottom lip, looking at with such ferocity that scared the hell out of .

His right hand dipped under the waistband of my trousers and took possession of my cock.

I was already hard. He stripped my trousers off and imdiately began to work my butt cheeks, spreading my hole with his thumbs.

"Fuck!" I cried out from the feeling.

"I’m the only one who should see you this way!" He possessively growled, giving my cock an intense stare.

"Yes, you alone."

It wasn’t a heat of the mont promise because I know he’s the only man I will willingly allow to fuck .

I won’t mind having a large diamond on my finger or his mark on my damned neck. All I want is to be his — forever.

The room was filled with his pheromones sll, making a bit dizzy with the intense sll.

He worked my ass and hole with his fingers while he turned to in the bed and brought my face closer, to kiss , further bruising my already bruised lip.

"So tight," he murmured, and I took that as a complint. Being tight is a good thing, right?

His mouth ca off my lips and travelled down my throat to my nipples while his fingers penetrated , and worked open.

"I’m a damned Oga, Storm. You don’t need to prep before you fuck !" I was more than eager to have him fuck hard, but it seems like he wanted to drag this as much as he could.

"That doesn’t an I don’t wish to savour this. I will spoil you for other n, and when I’m through with you, I will kill you! No one else will touch you!" He promised, snarling into my face.

Despite the promise of death, I was still aroused and eager to have him fuck hard. I just can’t wait to feel his dick in my arse...

I was panting and moaning and giving him every indication of acceptance with my murmurs as he slowly jacked with his left hand.

He removed his hands from my body, long enough to remove the wrapper around his body and his loincloth before he leaned in to kiss .

I was trapped under him, panting and moaning, all of my senses going to his cock poking at my stomach—and dragging lower.

Fuck!

His hands went to my buttocks, grasping them, squeezing them, separating them, lifting them. He was as eager as I was, but it’s quite obvious that he wishes to drag this for as long as he could. I can tell how much he wants to do that.

I spread and raised my legs, widening them in invitation. My sha and self-control ran down the hall the mont he pinned against the wall. I just can’t wait to have him fuck hard.

His cock head was positioned at my hole, moving around the rim, seeking entry. He teased with it, not thrusting in but trying to get a rise from by removing it and attempting to thrust in at the sa ti.

"Put it in already, Storm!" I growled in frustration.

I panted hard, moaned, and gave little jerks as he worked his way in. He was inside with just one smooth thrust, stretching , filling .

I writhed under him as he slowly fucked , making look into his eyes as he did so, occasionally hitting his dick on the spot that sent rippling shivers through my body.

I reached between us, grasping my cock, and stroking myself. His lips went to mine.

He fucked hard as he brought my face so close it was a bit uncomfortable, yet he didn’t ease his hold and his thrusts. Tongue fucking at the sa damned ti.

I dug my fingernails into his biceps and rode with him as he pumped . As the fuck increased in intensity and vigour, my hands moved to his waist, and, finally, to his butt cheeks and holding him close to as he thrust hard and deep.

"More!" I cried out, eager to have him deep into my arsehole. I just want him to fuck so hard that I will forget my na, and only scream his out.

He helped up, and thrust in so hard followed by strings of cuss words before he finally called out, "fuck, I’m cuming!" He climaxed, shooting spurts of cum into the welcoming wall of my arse as it contracted, eager for both his dick and his cum.

Fuck, I was such a slut, and he treated like one.

He fucked on the bed, putting on my knees, my cheek to the bedspread, the heel of his left front foot pressing down on my neck. My body flexed to the rhythm of the fuck, as he took from behind, using his dick to dig as deep as he could and piston as hard as he could to another shared release.

He was so God awfully fast and insatiable, and I loved it that way, eager to have him fuck six ways to Sunday. I was ready for him, and he seed to be the sa for , eager to fuck hard.

I cried out when I climaxed for the tenth ti since we started. Fuck, it was so damned draining, yet, he doesn’t seem ready to leave , and I was more than eager to have him fuck .

As an Oga, my body might be a bit fragile — who the hell am I kidding? — but it was made for sothing like this — sex.

He carried to the bathroom and gave a quick bath before he did the sa. He removed the dirty blanket on the bed before he went into the bathroom once more.

When he ca out of the bathroom, my eyes went to his still-hard cock between his legs, and I just had one thought in my mind when I saw him.

I wanted to ride that cock.

I wasn’t still satisfied with the hard fuck he gave .

As if reading my thoughts, he closed the distance between us and pulled into him, taking in an embrace. Our lips ca together, and, with one arm around my waist, held in place and bent back a bit.

Just like , he was a bit impatient.

His lips travelled down over my throat, and he was then feasting on my nipples while he wrapped a hand around both of our cocks and stroked them. It was a wonder how he was able to do that with one hand, while I couldn’t even wrap my hands around the base of his cock.

"Fuck ," I muttered, still in the mood for another round after the ones I was put through.

"Aren’t you a bit too eager, slut? Tell , did your father fuck you this hard? Are you —"

"Don’t you dare speak about others with ! I was a damned virgin before you stole my innocence from !"

Back on Earth, I never had a thought to get this intimate with others, but he made such a damned slut — for his dick alone.

"Good," he nibbled on my right ear. "I won’t let another man fuck you because you are mine!" He pressed down, and stretched my back, placing his right hand around my neck.

"Do you want my dick in your arse that much, slut?" He lined his dick on my arse, and with his arm around my stomach, he lifted to my knees.

I cried out as his dick sank into my arse unexpectedly, rocking to my core.

He didn’t finish there, though. He hauled up and carried to the only table in his room, with his dick still embedded in my arse.

Lowering on my butt on the edge of the table, he put my ankles on his shoulders, and I reclined back, palming the tabletop as he penetrated, clutching my waist between his hands, and staring into my eyes, as he pumped into , fucking like a mad man, who couldn’t get enough of .

Throughout the night, I was fucked until my voice got hoarse and my legs shook. It wasn’t until the sun rose high up in the sky did the insatiable wolf leave , but not before putting a mark on my damned neck.

Temporary it might be, but it pleased more than anything else has ever done.