His scent invades my every sense, and I blame our scent match bond for why I can’t get enough of this man. I want to hate him because he’s a cold bastard who doesn’t seem to care about anyone but himself. Okay,andhis brothers, but still.
He hates me. So I should hate him. Right?
Only, I don’t, and I fucking hate that I don’t hate him.
I’m so fucked in the head.
Right now, all I want him to do is pull down his boxers, notch his big cock at my entrance, and have him thrust it inside me. I want him to fill me with his cock, stuff me with his knot, and pump me full of his cum over and over again.
Seriously, I might need to see a doctor. My heat is over, and I’m still a horny little bitch for these men.
But can you blame me? Years of mediocre sex left me craving more. So, when I got it from these three during the best heat of my life, of course, it’s left me wanting more. And more. And more.
“Tell me, Nova, tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“No.” My nostrils flare, chest heaving as it rises and falls, my heart thundering against my chest.
He tsks, shaking his head as the thumb on the hand that’s around my throat brushes against my cheek. “You can’t be a little cock tease like that, Nova. You worked hard to get my attention,and now you have it. So be a good fucking Omega and beg for my cock,” he growls.
My eyes fall half lidded with lust, my body humming with need, pussy weeping with want.
But still, I say nothing. This is what I wanted, for him to fuck me. So why am I not doing what he asks so I can get it?
Because this isn’t how I wanted things to go. I wantedhimto beg me for sex. For him to be so crazed by me playing with myself that it drove him to the point of breaking.
I should have known better, known who I was messing around with. This might have worked on Will, but Nick doesn’t play silly games.
The fact is, if I want him to fuck me right now, I know I’m going to have to beg for it. But do I really want to lower myself to that level? I don’t want to give him that satisfaction.
“Never,” I grunt out, trying to buck out of his hold. He narrows his eyes, challenge shining bright in his eyes.
“Don’t act like you don’t want it,” he chuckles. “Stop playing hard to get, Nova. I’m offering you this.” He reaches down and pulls his cock out, brushing the tip against my needy core.
I hate the whimper that leaves my throat and the satisfaction that rolls off of him. Damn it, Nova, tell your needy cunt to chill the fuck out. Play hard to get. Make him be the one to give in.
“You know you want it.” The words rumble through the air as the thick head of his cock rubs against my sensitive clit, making my whole body shiver, and my pussy clench. He leans in, his lips brushing against the shell of my ear, making me take a shuddering breath. “I can smell it,” he hums. “I can smell how needy this sweet little cunt is for me. Now be a good girl and beg me for it.”
My eyes roll back as he slips the head of his dick inside me. “Oh fuck,” I choke out, my pussy desperately trying to grip him, to pull him inside.
The fucking asshole chuckles, loving how he’s driving me wild.
“Look at you,” he murmurs. “So fucking worked up for me. Your plan backfired, Joyrider. You thought you could just lie there next to me, get yourself off, and I’d get on my knees, begging you to let me fuck you?” He chuckles, and it pisses me off. “I don’t get on my knees for anyone, Nova. Not even my Omega.”
My heart shouldn’t stutter at that. But it does. His Omega. He’s never called me his Omega. Fuck, fuck, fuck! It makes me want to give in. But I’m not going to, not that easily.
He might not get on his knees for anyone right now, but that’s my new fucking goal. One day, one day I’ll make Nick... whatever the hell his last name is, get on his knees and beg for the right to be inside me.
But tonight is not that night.
I bite my lip and shake my head, being my stubborn self even though every urge inside me is screaming to do as my Alpha asks, to please him and give him what he wants. Fucking Omega instincts are a bitch sometimes.
My eyes roll back as he thrusts in just a little more, stretching me in the best way. But when he pulls back, I feel empty. My eyes fly open, panic spiking through me. ‘No’ is on the tip of my tongue, but I bite it back.
“Just say the words, Princess,” he whispers, thrusting his hips barely an inch forward. The heat from his velvety soft cock brushes against my clit, sending every nerve ending on fire. He glides back and forth along my folds, moving with ease as my slick coats his shaft. “And I’ll fuck this greedy little cunt. I feel it, Nova, I feel you trying to suck me inside you,” he groans. “I’ll fuck you so good you won’t know your fucking name. I’ll fill you up, knot you good. I’ll make you cum drunk by the time I’m done with you.”
My breaths are short, shallow pants, and the way his hand feels against my neck has my eyes rolling back. He grinds his cock along my clit, adding pressure as he ruts against me.
His breathing is growing rapid, his own arousal mixing with mine. He wants me just as much as I want him.
