“You drive me fucking crazy,” I growl against her skin as I grip the tiny straps of her lingerie.
I want to tear it. Rip it and all it represents to fucking shreds. But I worry that’d fuck with the knife wound that dead bastard gave her, so I settle for pushing them down her shoulders.
The fabric pools around her waist, baring her perky tits and pretty nipples to the cool bathroom air.
Her head falls back against my shoulder as I reach around and cup her tits, pinching her nipples.
“Watch,” I command.
Her head lifts back up as she meets my gaze in the mirror again.
“I want you to watch your tits bounce as I fuck you.”
Her perfume practically explodes out from her at my words.
“You like that?” I growl, my hands trailing down her body, possessively gripping her hips.
“Mhmm.” The little minx grinds her ass back against me, practically begging me to take her.
Who am I to deny her? Denying her would make me a bad alpha.
I don’t bother with getting rid of the rest of our clothes. I just shove the waistband of my sweatpants and boxers down far enough to get my cock out and slip her lingerie to the side.
“Brace yourself,” I growl, my free hand coming back to rest against her neck.
She barely rests her hands against the counter before I’m lining the head of my cock up with her slicked entrance.
My hips snap forward. I sink deep inside her with a single thrust.
“Holy fucking shit,” I hiss through clenched teeth.
“Oh my god,” she gasps, her knuckles going white along the counter.
My hold on her neck and the base of her jaw grows firmer before I thrust into her, my rhythm growing more intense with each snap of my hips.
My hand around her neck is there for two reasons. One, it makes my cock hard. Two, because I want to keep her from fucking with her shoulder.
“You’re taking my cock like you were fucking made for it,” I growl.
All that leaves her lips is a high-pitched, keening moan.
The noise makes me puff my chest out with pride. Let them hear us. I don’t give a shit. I’m sure they all knew what I planned on doing when I came in here alone with her.
I’ll make nice with them later.
“Eyes on us,” I growl, guiding her chin up with my thumb along the underside of her jaw. “Watch me fuck you.”
I need to make sure she’s paying attention. That she’s here. With me. Not thinking about anything else.
Her eyes are half-lidded. Her cheeks are flushed. Her lips are parted.
Fuck yes.
That’s exactly the look I wanted to put on her face.
The sight has my knot throbbing as I feel her against me with every thrust.
“Please,” she gasps.
