12 - Love Fake, Hypocrite

"Ah." His sighs grew louder, as his hips moved to grind mercilessly into my mouth.

"Ugh! Cough!" the moment he removed the penis from my mouth when I could finally breathe, my body immediately fell limp and coughed.

"Cough! Cough!" I coughed as I felt my breathing returning to normal. Thanks to his brutal pelvic thrusts, he managed to climax to the point of spilling his sperm all over my face.

"Ugh!" I moaned, feeling the sticky, white liquid spraying across my face.

His smile was etched with satisfaction, watching his handiwork make a mess of me. He seemed to enjoy my messy face for a few moments, before getting up and leaving me.

"Here, take this. My fee for satisfying me this time," he said, throwing a wad of bills to scatter around me.

He threw the money like rain without guilt. There were no words of apology, guilt, or anything else. His indifferent departure hurt my pride deeply. The money he gave me made me feel like a prostitute.

‘That damn Alpha! How dare he is!’

I threw the