บท 235: A Howling Alpha [R-18]

Primo pauses at his reaction, hesitant if it is alright for him to proceed, but when the blond Omega shifts his hips once more, a slight twitch, a subtle buck upward, his smirk returns a little.

The Alpha drags out the reveal, mostly for his own excitement, and to relishing in the way Nigel squirms shyly. 

With the jeans discard somewhere beyond the bed with his shirt, the Alpha sits back and looks down at him, eyes suddenly full of hunger as he bites down on his lower lip, indulging in the sight.

The Omega lays under him, legs spread over his thighs, and giving him a more than a little lewd view of his hardening cocking under the innocent white fabric that does a very little to conceal it in any way. 

His hands wander, ignoring the lace clinging to his hips in favor of slinking a finger under one of the garter straps connecting the lingerie to the thigh highs digging into his muscled thighs.