It’s like something snaps between the both of us, and his mouth is on mine in an instant.
His lips are soft but demanding against mine as he takes a few steps and pushes my back against the wall.
I moan, and his fingers dig into my thighs.
My scent match wants me, and I feel drunk with the feeling.
Max’s lips leave mine only so that he can kiss and nip my throat. A deep rumble leaves his throat every time he scents me.If that wasn’t enough to let me know how he’s feeling, his long, hard length between my legs does.
There’s an overwhelming feeling of need rippling through me. While my scent match clearly accepts me, I need him to claim me.
Make me his so that I don’t have this empty feeling anymore. My Alpha will make things better.
He was made for me, after all.
I use the heels of my feet to tug down his waistband, and he sets me on my feet. His lips never leave my skin as he tugs down my sweatpants and panties. I step out of them, and he has me back in his arms again.
His cock glides between my pussy lips as I cover him in my slick.
“Just like that, baby. Fuck. I want to be covered in your scent and slick.”
Oh. I like that.
Max sucks on the side of my neck, and I almost feel like I could come from that alone. He’d just need to sink his teeth into me, and things would be perfect.
That sounds amazing actually.
I grab the back of his head and hold him against my throat as his hips shift, grinding against my body.
The head of his cock rubs against my clit and while it feels fantastic, I need my Alpha’s knot.
Nothing else will take away this ache.
“Need you. Please,” I tell him, and his hands slide more to my ass, spreading me apart.
He stops kissing my neck and looks down at me. Both of us still have our tops on.
Max licks his lips and swallows.
“Sloane, baby. What does this mean?” he asks.
“Alpha, please,” I reply.
This isn’t the time for talking. This is the time for fucking. His job is to make me feel better. I need him.
He swallows again like the reality of the situation is hitting him in the face.
“You’re really mine?” he asks.
There are no thoughts in my head right now besides the Alpha holding me. My scent match needs to stop talking and start thrusting.
“Yes. It hurts. Make it better,” I ask him, not caring how pathetic I sound.
“Okay, baby,” he says.
He holds me against the wall with one hand as the other fists his cock before pushing it deep inside of me.
“Fuck,” he shudders as he fills me completely.
