All I want to do is rub myself against this man and cum.
My breathing picks up, and I start to squirm, gasping when the movement adds pressure to my swollen, aching clit.
“Lexi,” he rasps. “Sweetheart. Do you want to go?”
“No,” I whimper.
“What do you need, sweetheart? Whatever it is, it’s yours.”
“Anything?” I breathe against his neck.
“Anything.”
Good. Then he won't mind if I do this.
Rocking my hips against his cock, I nearly sob from the pleasure that crashes into me.
I’m aware of the fact that we’re in a public place, and I'm dry humping my Alpha, but thankfully, it’s still early, and it normally doesn’t get busy at this time on weekdays. It’s usually the best time for me to come, so I’m alone.
The area with the couches is at the back of the store, hidden by a few bookshelves.
Are there cameras? I have no idea. The possibility doesn’t stop me from grinding my greedy cunt against him again.
Aiden lets out a long, low, deep groan, his chest rising and falling as his breathing picks up.
He smells so good. Feels even better.
I rock my hips with urgency, the need to cum overpowering any rational thought.
Rubbing my face into his neck, I start to feel like I’m losing myself in him. Everything feels too right, so perfect. He feels like home, like a piece of my heart has been clicked into place right alongside Emmett’s.
I’ve never felt so Omega in my life, apart from when I went into heat. Honestly, if I could go into heat pregnant, I’d think I’d be starting mine right now.
Whining, I rub my face against his, scent-marking him, as I work myself over.
The tightness in my belly coils to the point that I can't breathe. Every rock of my hips sends me further towards the orgasm I’m desperate for.
“Fuck. Siren. You feel so good,” he whispers low, almost like he didn’t mean to say it out loud.
Something inside me snaps at the knowledge that I’m making my Alpha feel good. I move faster and faster, but the more work I put my body through, the more tired I become. I whine, getting frustrated.
“Can I touch you, sweetheart? Can I help you feel good?”
“Yes,” I moan. “Please.”
His hands find my hips, pressing me down against his cock harder. My eyes roll back as Aiden grunts, chest heaving, while he grinds my core against his cock.
My head spins, my perfume flowing off me in waves. I’m so close to the edge, all I need is one little push before I’m free-falling over the edge.
And just like that, my orgasm crashes into me. My body starts to shake on top of him, my pussy fluttering around nothing as slick gushes free.
I cum so hard, I don’t even realize what I’m doing. To smother my scream, I bite down on Aiden’s neck. Wave after wave of pleasure consumes me, and I ride out the euphoric feeling.
Aiden grunts, and I feel his cock pulsing under me, a long choked groan leaving his lips.
Holy shit.
Did he just cum in his pants?
