I grabbed Lance’s hand from my ass, freed my legs, and guided him to the car. “I shouldn’t have to keep saying this, but please stop scaring people. Let’s get inside and we can talk some more about how I’m yours.”
Yes, I definitely wanted to get into that conversation. If I thought he didn’t like me, I was very much wrong about that, and a surprising giddiness filled me.
He squinted his eyes at me in suspicion before going to the passenger side door of the car and getting in. I sighed in relief. At least he had some of his faculties, so maybe he wasn’t as feral as I thought.
Lance was still not himself when we got into my apartment. His ferocious teeth and sharp claws were gone now, but those wolf eyes were still very present, and he hadn’t spoken. Entering my apartment, I took off my coat, still cursing at the ruined jacket, and tossed it on top of the trashcan in my kitchen. When I turned, Lance was already behind me, staring at me with glowing eyes, wide with need. His hands were balled in fists at his side, and he was still purring. He was also very hard, which I could see even through his jeans. My heart tried to flee my chest, and my legs wobbled in response. I put a hand against the wall to support myself.
I looked at him with questioning eyes. “Are you okay, Lance?
Instead of answering, Lance pushed me against the wall and pressed his lips to mine. He moved his hand against the base of my throat. He applied no pressure, but the dominance of the act made my lower region damp with desire.
His soft, thick tongue danced with mine before he moved to nibble on my lower lip. The pressure was light but enough to vibrate through me. He then moved his mouth to the hollow of my neck, running the tip of his tongue over my skin in a slow circle. I let out a soft sob at the sensation, not wanting it to end.
He boldly pressed a hand over my right breast, flicking the nipple through my bra. I gasped, arching into his touch as he began to massage my breast gently. I was coming undone as I felt my slick begin to pool in my panties.
A growl of what sounded like frustration escaped his lips, his hands now yanking at my bottoms. “I want to fuck you,” he said in a voice much deeper than I was used to hearing from him.
I grabbed at his hands again to stop him. Oh, now he decided to speak. And in theory, I wanted him to have his way with me like in so many of my romance novels, but I couldn’t give up my autonomy.
I backed away from his grasp and went further into the apartment, sitting on my couch. I was not ready to go that far, but the burning in my stomach had returned. I was scared but also excited. I’d work out my feelings on Lance later. I didn’t want to think too clearly right now, and I needed something. Needed him.
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LANCE
Billie scooted back on the couch and spread her legs. Did she know what she was doing to me? Her eyes looked very certain at that moment, so maybe she did. My mind was a cloud of primal thoughts. Fighting those demons had only excited my wolf. He nipped at my insides, fighting for control. But if I let him free, I would take her right now on that couch, and I couldn’t do that. I knew she was still worried about sex with an alpha. It took all my control these past several days to keep my wolf at bay, to make her comfortable. I didn’t believe it was working, and right now, I was on the verge of letting it all go, just inhaling her obvious arousal.
I couldn’t keep my distance now. I’d been so far all these weeks, and my wolf, no, I, had lost patience with myself. I quickly walked over to Billie and lowered myself, balancing over her with my hands on the back of the couch. I searched her excited eyes, but she still didn’t look ready to fully give in.
I tried to relax to soothe any fears she had, and I could see her body let go of the tension radiating from her. I would never hurt her. Even with my wolf in control, he would not harm her. He only wanted to protect her, love her, cherish her, taste her.
I lowered down in a push-up, kissing her. Her lips were warm against mine. I began to purr again, further relaxing her. I parted her lips with my tongue and searched out her own, bringing another moan from her. That brought a throb from my dick, and my mind clouded with visions of driving into her over and over again. Her screaming in my ear, nails clawing at my back. Fuck.
She moved her arms to my back, pulling me closer to her so that I could feel her erect nipples against my chest. A growl escaped my lips into hers, and I picked her up, wanting more space to devour her. She didn’t resist, wrapping her legs around my waist as I walked us to her bedroom.
My mouth still ravishing hers, I gently laid her down on the bed. She pushed her pelvis up to me, grinding against my jeans, whining when she was not able to make direct contact. The omega whine. It hit me like a drug coursing through my body, giving me a high. How was I going to maintain control? I could practically hear my wolf cry in my head in response to her call. This would have to do for now. She wasn’t ready. But there were other things I could do.
I moved my hand under her shirt, my calloused flesh burning against her own cool skin. I soon found the edge of her bra and moved my fingers under it, massaging her full breast. My fingers brushed her hard nipples and she wiggled beneath me, mouth open, eyes closed.
I wrapped my arms around her back and flipped us in one fluid motion so that she was on top of me. She straddled me, and it seemed the friction was hitting her clit through our clothes because she quickened her grinding, her whining growing louder. I was sure she was close to coming undone.
I wasn’t far behind as she ground against my dick, forcing precum to leak from me. We were dry humping like teenagers, and I didn’t care. Scratch that, I did care, but I wanted her comfortable.
I pulled at her shirt in frustration. I needed more of her. “Off,” I said in a demanding voice. Actually, I had used my alpha tone, but I hadn’t meant to. I knew she wouldn’t like it, but my wolf was getting impatient.
She placed her hands at the ends of her blouse, ready to rip it over her head but paused, a brow raised and clarity momentarily covering her face. “Was that an alpha command?”
I thrust up, sending another wave of delicious friction to her clit. I didn’t want her to focus on that mistake. “Yes,” I replied simply, wolfen eyes still so focused and very unapologetic.
She bit her lip, lowering her lids halfway. I guess she didn’t dislike it and remained silent as she pulled her shirt over her head and awaited my next command. I kept pumping up but tapped her back over her bra. I needed that gone too.Use words, Lance. What was wrong with me? Ah, yes, I was just using up my last bit of control to keep my wolf back. Words were extra right now.
Understanding my action, she reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, tossing it to the side. I then pulled her to me and wrapped my mouth around a very erect nipple, licking at the bud. She squirmed and let out a gasp, grinding harder on me.
I switched to the other nipple, flicking the nipple with my tongue as I rubbed the leftover moisture on her other still sensitive nipple. She tossed her head back at the sensory overload, mouth slack. She was getting close, I could feel it, and soon, she screamed out in a body-shaking release, soaking through her panties onto my pants. Her aroma filled my nostrils like the sweetest perfume. It was sexy and messy, and I loved it. I pulled away from her breast, grabbed her hips, and thrust in rapid succession until my own orgasm hit me. My body arched up, seizing, fingers digging into her sides just shy of bruising her.
“Fuck,” I cried as I slowed down my grinding. My wolf was only temporarily satisfied, but I could feel him retreat for now.
Billie bent forward, laying her head on my chest. I could feel her breathing rapidly as she came down from her high. “Thank you.”
