Fredrick’s POV
The omega gagged as I set the pace for her, tears running down her eyes as I kept hitting the back of her throat. I grunted as I finished in her, holding her head still to make sure she swallowed every last bit. She sobbed as I released her, a choking gasp that she quickly tried to hide. “Good bitch.” I purred at her as she wiped her mouth, taking her cleaning supplies and starting her job almost immediately.
Now if the rest of my men did their job like that; this would all be too easy. I leaned back as I watched the omega work, crossing my arms behind my head and setting my feet on top of the desk. Other than Bert and his stooges acting up, this evening was turning out to be better than how the day started.
Sure, I’ve lost a couple men so far, but I had more in the wings
