Zevara's POV
Alpha Magnus' fingers was still slamming into me brutally through my release and more of the juice drip out of my p***y with every thrust, his tongue swiping hungrily around my folds, tasting me.
My fingers flew to his hair, and I pushed him in—deeper between my thighs and scream loud enough for everyone to hear but I believe that the room would be sound proof though.
Of course, it had to be.
Alpha Magnus licked me clean—my folds, my thighs and then he thrust his fingers out of me and stood up. He was panting rapidly like a f*****g god who had just finished devouring his favourite meal. My c*m are all over his cheeks and jaw.
“Look,” he sneered, lifting his coated fingers up to his lips. “You came all over my tongue like a desperate little slut…. How long have you been
