Hades had to acknowledge one thing. He had only been so excited three times in his life. One was with his usual zeal, the other, when he had Nebraska under him, when she crossed the boundaries of her isolation, and third, now. He knew that the body in his arms was shaking with pleasure, but he was no better. The muscles in his back were tense, as were his arms. Some beads of sweat trickled down to the hem of his pants, holding back, because today was not a day for him, although he couldn't guarantee not to lose control if his beloved omega continued to rape his neck with his lips. He groaned gravely and squeezed Nebraska's entire breast in his hand, fitting perfectly into his palm. The soft feel and friction with the fabric had him enthralled. He reached for the other and gave him the same treatment with his other hand while inserting one of his thighs inside hers so that it would open to him. The scent
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