Page 73 of Beg for It

“Brooks,” he whimpers, thrusting his hips up. “Oh god, fuck. Oh.”

His sounds of pleasure spurs me on. I bob my head, sucking him so damn good, he’s shaking in seconds.

He’s grabbing at my hair, pulling like he wants me off before shoving my head back down. My poor little beta doesn’t know what he wants.

I don’t stop until he’s cumming down my throat, my name a sweet cry on his lips.

His cock thickens in my mouth before pulsing, thick ropes of cum filling my mouth. I swallow every last drop like it’s my favorite dessert before pulling off him with a pop.

Grinning, I lick my lips before standing. He follows me with his eyes, titling his head back before his gaze flicks down to my cock pressed against my pants like he wants more of me.

“Not right now, Little Beta,” I growl, shoving my pants down and fisting my leaking cock. “I don’t want your mouth right now. Now be a good boy and lay back.”

He swallows hard, but does as he’s told, moving so he’s laying back against the bench.

Lifting his feet up, he parts his legs, wrapping his hand around his cock and stroking it as he looks up at me with so much want, I know I’m not going to be able to hold back once I’m inside him.

“Look at you.” I growl, stroking my cock a little harder. “Laying there like a good little slut, just begging to be stuffed with my cum.”

“Brooks,” he moans, eyes fluttering shut as he works himself over. He just came down my throat like a needy little whore, yet his cock is still hard as a rock. For a beta, I’m fucking impressed.

“Yes, my Little Beta?” I chuckle, swinging my leg over the other side of the bench so that I’m straddling it. Grabbing his knees, I push them up to his head.

“I need you,” he pants out, chest rising and falling rapidly.

“Of course you do. You’re fucking desperate for me.” I growl, eyes flicking down to see a shiny little plug. “Our beta really did prep you, didn’t he?” I murmur, running my fingers over the cool metal.

Cam gasps as I push on the plug with a little bit of pressure.

“Y-yes.” he stammers out.

“Did he fuck you so good you cried for him? Did he fill you up with his cum, just for me?”

“Yes,” he nods his head frantically, wiggling his ass like an eager little bitch. My bitch.

“Let’s see the mess he left for me.” I grab the plug and pull it free. His hole is stretched and ready as Henley’s cum drips free. “So fucking sexy. God, you look like a whore.” I toss the plug to the ground before taking my fingers and gathering the cum that dripped free before pushing it back into his hole.

“Oh god!” Camden moans, his hole tightening around my fingers, trying to suck me in.

“No god here,” I chuckle, fucking him with my fingers. “God would be blushing for what I’m about to do to you.”

I enjoy him squirming for me, eyes locked on where my fingers thrust in and out of him, fucking hypnotized by the way my fingers look disappearing into his ass.

My gaze finds him again. His eyes are squeezed shut as he bites his bottom lip, chest rising and falling as he falls apart for me.

That’s not enough, I want to see him fucking shatter. Then I want to put him back together again.

He whimpers at the loss of my fingers as I pull them free. “Don’t worry.” I chuckle. “You’re going to be stuffed so fucking good.”

“Brooks,” he whines. He licks his lips before the lower one quivers. “Please!”

“Please what?”I ask, cocking my head to the side as I slowly stroke myself. “I wanna hear you beg for it, Camden. ” I growl.

“Please, fuck me. Shove your fat, alpha cock inside me and fucking ruin me. I want to feel you for the next fucking year, a lifetime. Fill me with your cum, mark me as yours.” He practically sobs.

A feral growl rattles my chest and the next thing I know, I’m moving between his legs. Leaning forward, I grip the side of the bench next to his head as I guide my cock to his hole with the other. I didn’t need to play with him, he didn’t need any prep between Lee fucking him and that plug. I wanted to taste him, have him fucking beg for it so damn sweetly like he just did.

“Hold on tight, Little Beta,” I growl, the only warning he gets before I’m thrusting forward.