I grab her chin and look at her face. Her pupils are dilated, but she’s not fully in heat. Although, it’s coming soon.
“I’m going to play with this pretty pussy and then you’re gonna get on the back of Tate’s bike so we can get you home. You understand?”
She bites her lip and nods her head.
“You know how fucking hot you look right now?” I ask because fuck, she looks good in her riding boots, dark denim jeans, and her Dead Palms shirt.
“Mmm,” she replies as I unbutton her shorts.
“Are you sure you want to be covered in slick the rest of the way home?” I ask.
That has her pausing.
“For Christ’s sake. I’ll dig her out some shorts. Tate is big enough to stop anyone from seein’ anyway,” Axel says.
“Thank you,” she calls over her shoulder to him, giving him a smile.
“You better look at me if you want me to touch your pussy, Omega,” I warn, and her gaze snaps to mine. “There’s my good girl.”
I unzip her jeans, having just enough room to slide my hand down into her shorts. She’s soaked as my fingers glide through her drenched pussy lips.
“What do you want, baby girl? Fast?”
She nods her head eagerly, and I don’t waste any time, sliding my fingers inside of her while my palm rubs against her clit.
“That’s it. Come on, coat my hand in your slick. I want to be smelling you the whole ride home. I’m looking forward to knotting this pussy over and over again,” I murmur in her ear.
Her hands grip onto me for purchase and even with her shorts on, the wet sound of my hand on her pussy is obscene.
“Give your Alpha what he wants,” I command her.
Her nails dig into my skin as cars drive by and patrons pull up to the gas station. But Tate’s glare is enough to have them automatically looking the other way.
She moans as she leans over, her head pressed against my chest as her thighs shake, and she crushes my hand between her strong thighs. I use my other hand to cup the back of her head.
“You did so good; do you feel better?”
“A little, yeah. We really need to get home.”
I kiss the side of her face and take out my hand. I wipe her slick off on the denim as Axel slides up behind her to help her out of her drenched panties and shorts before putting on fresh clothes.
“Go and get on Tate’s bike. No stopping unless you really need to, okay?”
“Okay,” she replies softly.
I give her one last kiss as she walks over to Tate. He puts her helmet on, and they mount his bike.
I just hope we can make it home without an incident or one of us dying from being distracted.
Lily grindson my back almost the whole fuckin’ way home.
It’s torture.
But somehow I managed to get us home safely. We’re inside of the gates and pulling up to our house. I’m happy we chose to build, not only so Lily and I could escape the house we grew up in, but because it shows I could provide for my pack.
Our home is all the way in a private part of the compound and is surrounded by oak trees.
“I’m gonna go check on Winnie and Tuck and make sure Shelby and her guys are good with keeping them a few more days,” Cash says.
