Ryker was in a great daze, clouded and soaked in lust. He bends over, stroking Mylo's beautiful flushed face with his fingers, "My angel, are you okay?"
Mylo nodded slowly, his eyes half opened," I'm feeling good, Alpha."
"Me too," Ryker takes Mylo's lips into a relentless kiss, pushing his tongue into the omega's mouth messily.
Mylo opens his mouth more, letting out his own tongue to meet and battle with the chaotic tongue fucking in his throat. He puts his hands around Ryker's shoulders, his fingers untangling the Alpha's gold hair and pulling him firmly against his body, his cock still fucking into his slurping hole in a slow pace.
"Your hands this way, handsome," Royce twisted Ryker's hands behind his back, his voice coming out like a growl, his eyes darkening, "Join your palm together and continue fucking into that naughty hole, don't stop."
