“Take out my cock, and I’ll give you what you need,” I declare, glad the name situation has been quickly resolved.
She scoots to the end of my knees, undoing my belt buckle and lowering the zipper. She looks cautious, but I help her out by raising my ass and sliding my pants and briefs down enough to free my cock.
Elena scoots up, her wet, lace-covered pussy sliding up against my shaft.
I hook my finger around the side of the lace and pull; it rips easily, falling to one side of her hip. She doesn’t complain about her desecrated garments, she just grabs my cock and slides me deep into her warm, wet pussy.
“Fuck,” I hiss as she slides down my length.
Her pussy grips me like a vise, and she specifically goes down until she reaches my knot. I attempt to buck into her, causing her to rise with me.
“Naughty little Omega,” I tease with a smile and lean forward to nuzzle her neck.
I scenthimthere. We may be identical, but I can tell the specific differences between us.
I lap up her skin, covering up where he touched her. My lips suck against her soft pale flesh, and she moans, finally sliding down all the way to take my knot.
One of my hands tangles in her soft blonde hair as the other grips her ass firmly. I’m like a man possessed as I rut into her from below. My knot swells deep inside of her as a satisfied moan rips out of her.
“Look at you milking my cock. Such a good Omega for your Alpha,” I pant, the words between harsh breaths. “I’m going to fill you up,mo stór.”
“Yes, come inside of me,” she begs, making me break.
My knot swells to its largest size, stretching her cunt. Her nails dig into my neck as her orgasm ripples through her again, and I fill her with my come.
Elena shivers on top of me, my knot locking us together.
I adjust myself so I can take my suit jacket off and wrap it around her shoulders. She shudders and inhales the corner sleeve, all tension leaving her.
“Thank you,” she sighs in a soft voice.
“Of course.”
“Not just for your jacket. For making me feel better. I really am sorry.”
I smack her ass, causing her to jostle on top of me and clench around my knot before I lean in and nuzzle her neck again.
“There’s nothing to apologize for.”
She sighs, leaning all her weight against me; I cherish the feeling of my knot deep inside of her and the way our scents are intertwined.
Maybe I can really pull this off, maybe she’ll choose me and this won’t all be for naught. At least, I sure fucking hope so, or else I’m going to have a lifetime’s worth of apologizing to do, and there’s no way I’m letting her spankmyass.
Instead of tormenting myself with the what-ifs, I hold her in my arms and just hope for the fucking best.
10
ELENA
“I’m goingto be out of town for a few days,” Cillian says from behind me, his words slightly muffled in my hair.
“Oh?” I ask. He knows I’m feeling like shit right now.
Well, not rightnow.He made that needy, aching feeling go away, but in general, without my suppressants, I don’t feel well. He literally just spanked me for touching his brother, what am I supposed to do without him here? Suffer?
“My friend Declan will be coming by the club; you're permitted to touch him if you’d like.” After a short pause, he sighs dramatically, saying, “Or Finn.”
I spin in his arms, and his large hand pushes some of the messy hair out of my face. He didn’t fully undress when he climbed into bed, still having his undershirt and boxers on.
