“Prove it,” she challenges with a conspiratorial smile.
I shift her body so that she’s now straddling my thigh, her knees holding the brunt of her weight.
“Rub that sweet little pussy on me until you come,” I tell her.
“I need to take my underwear off,” she says, attempting to get up.
Instead, I grab the side of her thin panties and rip the seam at her hip.
“Hey,” she complains.
“I’ll get you more, and then I’ll rip those, too. Now do what I said.”
She tries to act affronted, but she does what she’s told. Her slick soaked pussy slides along my thigh as her sweet perfume fills the small bedroom.
“I’ll never get enough of your scent. You smell so good.”
I grab her dress and bunch it around her hips so I can watch her pussy glide against my skin.
“That’s it. You’re going to come all over me, aren’t you? My jealous little Omega likes marking me up with her scent, doesn’t she?”
“Yes,” she whispers back.
One of her hands reaches out to press against my chest, balancing herself so she can ride me harder. I know with each pass of her clit on my muscular thigh, she’s getting closer to the edge of ecstasy.
“Come here,” I direct her so that I can kiss her and she’s at a better angle to ride me.
She moans softly against my lips as I squeeze her ass, helping her shift up and down my thigh.
“I need you to coat my leg with that sweet pussy. You’re going to be a good girl and come for me, aren’t you?” I ask as her neck tilts, and I kiss my bond mark on her throat.
The left side of her neck is mine, and I suck and lick at the marking that signifies our bond.
“Such a good Omega for me. You drive me fucking crazy,” I growl out.
Her grip on my shoulder tightens as her hips rut back and forth. Some of her movements become stilted, and I take over, pressing my leg harder against her cunt.
“Make a mess of me, baby girl.”
My words seem to be her breaking point because she moans in my ear, and I feel a gush of her wetness pooling on my leg.
“That’s it. So good,” I praise her as she breathes heavily in my ear.
We just lie like that for a long moment, her still on top of my thigh as I rub small circles on her back.
“Mmm,” she sighs dreamily, climbing off of me and resting her head on my shoulder. “What do we do with the rest of the day?”
“Just give me ten more minutes,” I joke, making her laugh.
Her body is so tightly pressed against mine, and I still can’t get enough. I lean down and kiss the top of her head.
“As soon as I’m better and shit isn’t so messy, I want to take you somewhere,” I tell her.
“Where?”
“Anywhere. You said you wanted a life of adventure. I never forgot that. I’m not keeping you cooped up in this place. That’s no fucking way to live.”
“I don’t mind it for now. I know it’s necessary, but you’re right.”
