Chapter 329: Loop My Le— Arms Around Your Neck

[FROLO]

"My... You... What are you..." Katya couldn’t even let out proper sentences because he’d never thought shit like this existed.

And fuck if Sergei wasn’t introducing him to the most unhinged of shit while looking at him like Katya was the best thing Sergei had ever seen and interacted with.

Gods, he was good at this shit.

"You’re sucking m—" Katya tried, only for Sergei’s free hand to smack his ass.

Again.

Oh, the lessons were bitter and sweet at the same time.

"You do not get to stop me from eating my favorite food, Moy Solnyshka," Sergei said, alternating between Katya’s legs, and the omega wasn’t sure if this was rational. Or if it was the rut haze that had Sergei being incredibly insane.

"But..."

"Mine," Sergei growled lowly, making Katya’s insides turn with desire.

And Katya’s dick rested hard on his stomach, leaking in whites and clears. And Sergei just stared at the progression, not once touching it again. He watched as Katya came, too stimulated to think, too tired to fight to hold on.

And yet for the first time tonight, Katya knew he didn’t need to hide.

Perhaps because he saw the amazed look on Sergei’s face as Katya’s cum coated his stomach. Or the way that Sergei paid attention to every drop, like he was hungrier for more.

And Sergei...

The alpha kissed his way back up Katya’s thighs before he stopped at the leaking omega’s rim.

Oh, how the citrus scent was intoxicating. Pulling the alpha in and apart in ways that no words ever would for Sergei Moskowsky.

"My sweet Solnyshka," Sergei breathed, staring at Katya’s pulsing rim.

"You—" Katya tried, only for Sergei to pull himself up just enough so Katya’s dick was right in his face.

And the alpha kissed Katya’s stomach again. Much to Katya Romanov’s horror.

This alpha was insane.

Licking Katya’s release like it was essence.

Cleaning Katya’s stomach like he wasn’t about to waste anything. And once he was done cleaning, he took Katya’s dick into his mouth.

No warning.

No preparation.

Just Sergei Moskowsky’s mouth stuffed with Katya’s dick.

Katya couldn’t breathe.

The sight was not just insane. It was impossible.

Very impossible. This was the kind of shit he never thought he’d see in his lifetime, yet here he was.

Sergei’s mouth wrapped around him. Warm, tongue twirling and playing. Head bobbing softly like he wasn’t the devil of Frolo.

This man was insane, Katya thought as he arched himself, babbling nonsense as Sergei fucked his mouth with Katya’s dick.

Katya knew he was close.

Maybe it was too soon given he’d just had a release, but fuck was the warm mouth so damn skilled. Who the fuck would even imagine Sergei Moskowsky having their dick in his mouth down to the last length?

"Vladimir... you... You need to pull back... Let go," Katya tried, fisting Sergei’s hair as if to pull him.

But Sergei just smirked at Katya, loving the feel of his omega’s hands in his hair. He sucked still.

Even when he could feel Katya’s release impending.

He didn’t let go.

Didn’t have a change of mind.

And when Katya released into his mouth, the devil of Frolo swallowed with grace, his shocked omega too spent to even look down and see what his alpha was doing.

"You taste better than I imagined, Solnyshka," Sergei said when he pulled Katya’s dick from his mouth, before he cleaned it again. Like that was all he was made for. Like the madman had discovered a gold mine.

And Katya...

Stared weakly.

Too unsteady to form a word.

"Alpha..." he whined, and Sergei laughed lightly at him before the alpha pulled Katya’s knees into the bed, so his legs were open and his ass was there on display for Sergei.

The omega didn’t get a chance to say anything again before he felt Sergei’s warm mouth on his rim.

Licking, cleaning him up carefully, like the madman suddenly remembered Katya was a delicate little thing.

He licked the slick that was dripping, even went as far as taking whatever had gripped onto the sheets. Katya stared in horror as the hungry alpha devoured his ass. This man was insane.

There was no other way to put it.

Especially given the way that Sergei was eating him out, tongue deep in Katya’s rim like the alpha was once again looking for something.

Katya felt his dick get hard again.

The way Sergei’s tongue worked him open, how the alpha let out groans and grunts while Katya was a babbling mess right above him.

"T... Too much," Katya cried as he fell apart in Sergei’s mouth. He could feel his orgasm close again. He ached for more even though he wasn’t sure he would take it.

And Sergei gave it to him.

Made him fall apart with his tongue, his slick coating Sergei’s tongue while his dick leaked onto his stomach again.

Katya was a mess, fuck.

"Alp— Vladimir!!" Katya screamed into the night as Sergei forced another orgasm out of him with his tongue.

He was tired. Weak.

Yet the alpha didn’t even look like he was done with him.

"Lesson four," Sergei said, and Katya almost kicked him.

"I hate you," Katya cried sheepishly.

"You can cum on both ends, Solnyshka. Your body is such a beautiful canvas," Sergei drawled lowly, his deep voice making Katya’s legs shake again.

"I..." Katya tried to give up when he noticed the hunger in Sergei’s eyes.

This insatiable alpha.

"You can give me one more," Sergei laughed softly.

"What?" he whined.

"One more and I’ll let you sleep," Sergei said, and Katya glared at him, like he had just noticed this man was never going to have enough of him.

Fuck.

"You’re insane," Katya grumbled lowly.

"It’s not my fault that you taste like heaven," Sergei chuckled before he dove right back in.

This time he ate Katya out like a starved man. Like he was getting his final meal of the day, and boy was it something else.

Katya arched, cried, begged, and all, but Sergei didn’t let him go. Not until he pulled another orgasm out of Katya with his tongue.

"I’m gonna chain you in your next rut," Katya grumbled, and Sergei stared at him, excited.

"No take-backs, Solnyshka."

Katya looked down at the alpha between his legs.

The man was smiling.

Excited.

Almost like he was looking forward to it.

"You love the idea of being chained?" the omega screeched in surprise.

"I don’t mind being chained by you, Moy lyubim. Besides, you said my next rut... You’ll stay with me?" he asked, and Katya rolled his eyes at the barbarian.

"Why? You got plans with other people?" Katya grumbled, his jealousy showing again, and Sergei couldn’t help but laugh at the sight.

Oh, his Solnyshka was adorable.

"You... you want a future with me..." Sergei trailed off, and it took a moment before Katya realized what this was all about.

"You don’t really think I’ll let you go after this, no?" Katya asked like that was the most incredulous thing he’d ever had to ask.

"Well..."

"You’re mine, Vladimir... Mine," Katya said with conviction, and Sergei stared at him like he’d gotten a taste of heaven at the very least.

"Solnyshka..."

"If you talk about Irina again, I’ll strangle her myself," Katya wanted, and Sergei kissed his rim, making Katya arch his back again.

"Ngh," Katya breathed, trying to stay focused, though there wasn’t much of that happening with Sergei right now.

"I... I want to feel you," Sergei said like he was asking for permission.

"What?" Katya trailed off like he wasn’t hearing this man right.

"May I touch you..." Sergei asked in earnest.

"Your face is covered in my slick; your mouth still has traces of my release, and suddenly you want permission to touch me?" Katya asked like it was the most diabolical of things he’d heard.

Hell, his legs were still shaking because the barbarian had eaten him out stupid.

"It’s different," Sergei said, and Katya stared at him deadpan.

"You can still say no... And I won’t penetrate if you don’t want me to, Solnyshka," Sergei said, trying his very best to be reasonable.

"Vladimir..." Katya began.

"If you stop, I’ll make it my mission to egg your helicopter for weeks," Katya added threateningly.

And Sergei...

The alpha let out a deep, low laugh.

"I love you," Sergei said before he went right back to eating Katya’s ass out, leaving the omega confused for a moment.