Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega Chapter 81: Can you call me Mega?

He placed his hand under my jaw, and gently rubbed his thumb on my lower lip, staring at like he couldn’t believe I’m kneeling in front of him, staring up at him.

His blue eyes locked with mine, staring deep into my soul, "you are beautiful," he breathed out, still gaping at —baffled. "Marking you was the best decision I made. No matter how many tis I’m thrust back into the past, I will still find you."

My mouth parted at his words.

"I need you to make love to ," I wet my lower lip with my tongue, trying to show him just how much I need him —with my eyes.

"Only Love?"

"You can fuck first, then make love to after that," I smiled at him.

"That’s more like it, love." He carried up and placed on the bed before he went ahead to remove my clothes. His blue eyes locked with mine. "I never knew I will one day have soone I adore this much, Strawberry," he leaned down and kissed my forehead.

I just lay there, and watched him, doing nothing.

"You are still as charming as you have always been." He trailed his hand down my exposed chest before he went lower, "I don’t think I can ever get enough of you." He kissed my naked chest before his mouth took a nipple in.

"Storm!" I cried out at the sensation.

"I love the way your throat bobs whenever you are aroused," his right hand slowly lowered down my body until he got to my dick.

I felt sothing shoot through my body as he began pumping my dick. He leaned down and kissed , grabbing my balls with his left hand as he continued to stroke with his right.

He trailed kisses down my body. His mouth on my nipples drove crazy. It caused to arch my back as I tried to go close to him.

"I love all this, and I won’t allow anyone to take you from , Brys." He glanced down, "you are mine, Brys."

"ga. Can you call ga?" I have this need for him to call by my na.

He cocked his head to the side, montarily pausing. "Why will I call you by a strange na?"

"It’s mine. It’s my... u hm... middle na. I just thought you will love to know I have a na no other person here, knows about?"

He looked happy with that. Hearing he’s the only one who knows the na must have pleased him.

"ga," he placed a chaste kiss on my nipples, trailing down, sucking my navel before he went down and engulfed in his mouth.

He tightened his hold on the base of my dick as he proceeded to suck with so much vigour. It felt like I was about to climax.

A moan escaped my lips one more ti as my dick tightened. It was as if I couldn’t control myself any more.

"I love how you squirm beneath , ga." He licked the tip of my cock, sucking it into his mouth like it was his favourite lollipop. A man like Storm is a keeper. He knows just the right button to press. "Watching you under , makes crave to do dirty, unimaginable things to you."

"Then, do it," I breathed out. "Do it, Storm. I want you to do all you said." I stared down at him, hoping for him to see the need in those purple eyes of mine.

He started slow. Painfully slow. I let my hands rest at my side as he leaned over and began working with both his hands. He ran his tongue up my shaft, locking his eyes with mine as he sank my dick deep into his throat. I could practically see his cheeks bulging as my mber slid down there.

It surprised how far Storm can go, and how strong and sturdy his reflexes were.

Instead of gagging like I thought he will eventually do, he enclosed his mouth on it and sucked.

"Storm!" I moaned at the feeling.

His mouth on made drunk with desires. My eyes felt hazy as my mind went montarily blank.

All I can think of presently was the pleasure he was giving to . He looked at with a look of triumph once again as I thrust my hips up.

I could feel his lips on my dick yet again, vigorously sucking off and jerking the base at the sa ti.

I felt coiling in the pit of my stomach.

"Storm, I’m about to cum—"

I moaned once more as I got ready too—

However, instead of sucking off just like I wanted, he removed his mouth from and pald .

He pressed on the tip of my cock before he licked his lips before he took into his mouth, once more.

He sucked into his mouth and wrapped his hand at the base of my shaft, sucking hard as he did before.

And before long, I can feel that throb. That building up in the pit of my stomach. My stomach clenched, and tightened, feeling the approach of an orgasm.

When I realized he wasn’t pulling off, my hands shot to my head as I tugged on them.

The feelings were too much. It felt like I was about to burst from it all.

"Storm!"

I scread out his na as I orgasd. And he drank them down, with a smile on his face.

He didn’t let go of my dick until I was empty and spent. And even at that, he kept on stroking until I got hard once more.

I panted under him, feeling the waves of the orgasm I just had, staring up at the man I will willingly spend the rest of my life with.

It was as clear as the day that I loved the man leaning over . I love him so much, that it hurts to just stare at him.