A roar of pleasure catches in my throat and vibrates through my body as sensations skitter down my spine and into my balls.Cum shoots into her body, filling her up as much as I can.As my knot continues to grow, her pussy flutters about, squeezing me, massaging me, forcing more cum to drip into her until it leaks from between us and creates a sticky mess.
I pull her down and bury my head in her neck and shoulder, nuzzling the part of her I want so desperately to bite and claim.As if she feels it too, her body pulses and hums around me as she cries out.Her nails score my chest as she rocks back and forth, coming again as I stuff her so full she can barely move.
For several minutes, I simply hold her there, keeping her on top of me.Skin to skin.Heart to heart.Soul to soul.She is so small, so delicate, so perfect.
Clinical.
Routine.
Detached.
I repeat my mantra in my head as much as it takes for me to finally calm down the lust pounding at my brain.I can’t have her.I don’t want her.She’s not mine to keep, to save, or to protect.
Eventually, my heart calms down, and I drop my hands to her low back, where I make lazy circles with my thumbs.The soft, contentment hums vibrating through her chest, nearly make me forget everything.How easy it would be to carry her away from all of this.How easy to pretend she wants me.
Glancing back at the clock, I heave a sigh as I test the knot.It’s not fully deflated, but it won’t harm her for me to pull out.Easing out, I watch her face as she winces but feel nothing.I can’t.If I feel, then I’ll do something stupid, something I’ll regret for life.Thatwe’llregret for life.
Noelle pulls her knees up to her chest, but not before I watch as my cum drips from her pussy and soaks the bed.Her hair is mussed and tousled, and she’s a vision, a well-fucked Madonna as she lies there, watching me gather my clothes.Neither of us says anything, but then, we don’t have to.
Reaching into my pants, I pull out a wad of cash and toss it onto the bed.“This is on top of whatever they’re paying you.With this, you shouldn’t have any need to come back here.Please, don’t come back here.You don’t know what you’re doing.You got off easy this time.All I did was shred your clothes and a bit of your dignity.I can’t say what another Alpha will do to you.”
Before she can respond, I slip out the door and into a separate area where I can shower off and dress.The hot water eases the knots in my muscles, but does nothing for my racing mind.She’ll be back.I’m sure of it.Once she gets a taste of how much money she can make here, how easy it would be to live a luxurious life she’s only ever dreamed of, she won’t want to go back to her call center life.
As I dry off and dress, I debate telling the desk she lied on her application, but I don’t want to interfere.Not yet.There’s a chance they can dock her pay or even refuse to pay her outright for such a blatant lie.I can’t risk putting her in financial jeopardy like that.
Shaking my head, I go to the front desk and sign out.I swipe my card without a thought as the beta beams at me.
“I hope everything was satisfactory?”
“Excellent.Thank you.Make sure the omega can pick out any outfit she wants.I’ve demolished hers.”
“Not a problem,” she giggles.“Happens more often than you think.”
“I’m sure.But I want something nice.Something decadent and luxurious.Add it to my bill.”
“O- of course,” she stammers as she looks at the screen.“We have your account information on file.”
“Perfect.And make sure someone sees what she’s getting.I don’t want her in anything she can buy at a normal store.Don’t let her get away with something cheap and ordinary.No price limit.Understood?”
“Y- yes, Sir.I’ll see to it personally.”
“See that you do.”
“Do you wish to book your next appointment?”
“No need,” I respond in a clipped tone before taking my receipt and leaving.
Besides, what use is there if she’s not there?She’s the only one I’d want to fuck, anyway.She’s the only one my soul cries out for, even as my brain orders it to shut up.Without Noelle Hayes, I’d rather just use my own hand.
Chapter10
Noelle
The scalding waterfeels like nothing against my battered skin as I stand there in the massive shower.Alone.But honestly, what did I really expect?He was there for a rut.
Anyone would have done for him.
Part of me thought maybe it would be different.Maybe he’d actually see me as something more than a broke girl looking to make a dollar.It’s not like we were complete strangers.
