Chapter 25
Chapter 25
Another moan, louder this time has my full attention. It’s obvious what my little wolf is doing. In fact, I find myself proud of her, claiming her body herself and giving herself what she needs, but my dick standing at full attention clearly wishes it was us touching her and giving her what she needs. She has Ronan’s full attention. He’s panting and pushing against my mental barrier. Images of Ayla in my arms, moaning being thrown at me from him. I slide my hands down my boxers and grab my shaft tight. Slowly I start sliding my hands up and down, rubbing the precum over the head of my penis and back down my shaft. Each moan of hers has me stroking faster. I imagine Ayla in bed and at my mercy. Naked, I am rubbing my large hands over her milky white skin, squeezing her breast and tugging on her nipples. She arches her back off of the bed with each tug, a low throaty moan spurring me on. I jerk faster and harder, panting, holding in my own moans and foul words. I don’t need Ayla hearing me and classifying me as a pervert alpha, but this urge to rut, and claim has me unable to stop stroking myself.
I hear water splashing around and the moans stop. The sound of the jets changes and I realize that little wolf has discovered a woman’s best kept secret. I wonder what she looks like, passionately grinding herself into the jets of the tub. Her face flushed red over her white skin, her mouth in a constant O face as her hips gyrate back and forth. Her clit swollen and sensitive, begging for my teeth and tongue to claim it and make it feel good. I wonder what she would taste like. Would she moan for me despite being mute or would she remain silently as I give her the best pleasure she has ever had. The only pleasure. The thought of no shifter giving her any pleasure but me has me almost cumming in my hand, but I hold off. My little wolf is still moaning, and I want to climax together, even if she doesn’t know it. I start thrusting into my hand again. Harder and quicker. I rub my thumb over the head of my dick and tug before jerking my hand back down and then twisting my fist at the base, squeezing my knot before jerking back up again. As an omega, she was made to take large knots and have more intense, more often heats than other shifters.
One last moan from her and I squirt hot cum all over my hand and part of the wall. Yeah, I am going to need to clean that up before the maid finds it. Sure, she sees crazy things cleaning rooms, but I don’t need her telling the whole pack what she sees in mine. I listen carefully, and it sounds like Ayla finished herself as well. That’s a good girl little wolf. I am so proud of you cumming for me. At least, that’s what I want to tell her without being a total creep. I feel embarrassed that I jerked off while she pleasured herself, but if she’s thinking about me while doing it, surely, it’s alright. Right? I find myself thinking too much like Cyrus sometimes. She better not be thinking about him while she pleasures herself. The thought bringing me instant feelings of jealousy. A new feeling I don’t normally deal with. I will have to circle back to that later.
I go to my bathroom and jump in the shower, deciding that since I am still hard and that I am sure little wolf is still naked next door, that I will jerk off one more time.
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