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I whined, high and needy, my head thrashing against the pillow as his fingers gave one tiny, teasing twitch inside me, just enough to keep the fire burning without letting it crest.
The pleasure was already too much, my brain fogged thick with it, every nerve singing, and forming words felt like trying to swim through molasses.
"I… I can't—please, just move, just give me—god, I'm begging you—"
"Say it, omega." His voice dropped even lower, a growl threaded through the command that vibrated straight through his chest and into mine, his free hand sliding up to cradle the back of my neck, thumb stroking possessively over the gland there until fresh slick gushed around his still fingers.
"Say my name and I'll give you everything you're aching for. Every inch. Every thrust. Say it, Theodore. Let me hear how it sounds when you're this far gone for me."
