Neither could I. Just hearing her say my last name brought out the alpha in me. I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood. I needed us to be home right now.
For the rest of the ride, I played loud rap music to focus us. It did very little. By the time I parked the car, I was hard enough to come hands-free. I picked her up in my arms and sped through the house to her room in a blur. I think we passed Kai on the way, but I couldn’t be certain.
Once I got to her room, I kicked the door closed and placed her on the bed. She looked a little dazed, and I regretted moving so fast. “You okay?”
She gave me a thumbs up, pulling her shirt over her head. “Take all that you have on off. I want my punishment.”
I kicked my shoes off. “But you’ve been good.”
She continued to undress. “I can think of ways to be bad.”
My heart quickened. “No need, Ms. Bellamy.”
She shimmed her shoulders. She seemed to enjoy me calling her by her last name as much as I did when she called my name.
When we were both naked, I wasted no time and dropped to my knees. I grabbed her by the hips and slid her to me. Before I entered her, I wanted her to get off. I could see her inner thighs slick with her wetness, and I immediately licked a trail up her thigh to her core. She gave a long moan, body quivering. I licked over her labia and then went to her other thigh for more of her sweetness before going back to her center. I swirled my tongue over her clit with such speed she was practically vibrating.
She began to gyrate into my mouth, rubbing her hands over my head. “Ty,” she said in a hiccuping voice. “I’m going to come.”
I didn’t respond, instead, I increased the speed of my tongue until her body lifted off the bed and her thighs shook around me, pressing into me.
I didn’t wait until she recovered and quickly stood up, entering her. Her opening wrapped tightly around me, and the feeling was indescribable. Warm, wet and tight. I plunged in and out, the friction mind-blowing. I couldn’t think, I just wanted her. The delicious feel of her body. I could already feel myself tightening, and I had no intention of prolonging this climax. It would be the first of many.
* * *
BILLIE
Ty fucked hard and fast. I was not expecting that from him, and I loved it. Another orgasm tore from me, and soon he followed, his body shaking. However, he didn’t stop. He changed his speed, his pacing expert. He was thick, and I could feel every bit of him in me.
After I came a third time, he flipped me over, and I got to my knees. He moved behind me, and I felt his fingers run up the back of my thigh. I dipped my head on the pillow, trembling at the light contact. His fingers felt like satin on my skin.
He slapped my ass, and I gave a yelp. I rocked forward, liking the brief pain contrasting with the gentle fingers from before. I then felt his tongue lick between my folds, and I almost lost my balance. “Mr. Asare,” I cried, recalling his reaction when I said his last name in the car.
“I like it when you call me by my last name, beautiful,” he stated, and then I felt him thrust inside me.
From behind, he filled me in a different way, hitting my g-spot at the same time as he fingered my clit, rubbing my slickness over it. His thickness brushed against my inner walls with force, coating each nerve with a heated intensity until my legs shook. He pounded hard at my ass, his pelvis slapping mercilessly against me. I clutched a pillow, inhaling his scent in the material, bringing a whine from me. He moved faster, whispering curses and dirty words as he slid in and out that I did not expect to hear from him.
“Fuck, you feel so good. I want to stay inside your pussy,” he groaned, and then I felt him jerk forward, coming again.
I felt his seed spill into me and slide down my legs. It wasn’t the first time I gave an internal thanks that I was on birth control. With all this sex, I was messy and sticky, but I didn’t mind a bit. Before I could get my bearings, Ty was already driving into me again. He would allow me no breaks, not that I needed any. Again, we came, our bodies shaking in unison.
But he wasn’t done. He flipped me over, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he leaned down, surrounding one of my nipples with his cool mouth. The swirl of his tongue and gentle tugging made my core tingle, and I tossed my head to the side, clawing at his back.
He moved his hard member back and forth over my labia, my slickness coating him and helping him glide. “I can’t contain myself around you, Ms. Bellamy. Your whole body tastes so good. You feel so good. I can’t stop,” he said before sucking on my other nipple.
I arched my back toward his mouth. “Who asked you to?”
Before I could say another word, I felt him pierce me again. This time, agonizingly slow. I was getting swollen, but his speed worked with me, and it felt amazing to feel him thrust inside me at such a gentle pace. It felt like a teaser but also ecstasy. I was starting to feel delirious again with need and pleasure. My body couldn’t help but move up toward him, meeting the base of his knot. I hadn’t had any of their knots in me yet, but I wanted more now. I was ready. I needed the knot. I’d read that it was important in alpha-omega sex, and I’d been avoiding it out of fear, but my body could no longer fight the need.
I pushed up again, feeling my pussy expanding to accept more of him.
He whispered out a curse. “What are you doing, beautiful?”
“I want your knot.”
“Billie.” His tone was a warning.
I slapped his ass. “Mr. Asare.”
