“Please, what?” I taunt, slowing my thrusts.
She whines at the change in pace, pushing her ass back against me.
“Use your words,” I growl.
Her eyes narrow on me and her teeth peek out as she bites her bottom lip in frustration.
It’s adorable.
Her good hand leaves the edge of the countertop, reaching between her legs.
I immediately grab her wrist, pulling her hand away.
“What? Why! Come on, I want to come!”
“Such a needy little omega.”
It’s surprising, considering the way she didn’t seem to know anything about her body, desires, or sex when we first met. I guess it makes sense that’s changed since that fucked up heat she went through. The three of them spent an awful lot of time fucking each other, I assume.
“I told you to brace yourself.” I guide her wrist back to the edge of the counter. “You think I’m not gonna take care of you? I’m offended, Shortcake.”
“Ash,” She gasps. “Please!”
“I’m telling you to brace yourself against the counter for afuckingreason.” I emphasize my final words with quick snaps of my hips.
Her hand scrabbles for purchase against the edge of the sink to properly brace herself against the force of my thrusts.
“See? You’ve only got one good arm and making sure you leave this bathroom in one piece is my responsibility.” I reach around her body with my free hand, dipping my fingers down a little lower to gather some of her slick before rubbing a tight circle around her clit.
She lets out a breathy little gasp that quickly turns into a moan as I resume my earlier pace.
“You’re going to come around my cock like a good littleomega, aren’t you?” I growl as I feel her inner walls flutter around me. I bend my knees and angle my thrusts up so they hit a special place inside her that has her practically gushing around me.
“Yes! Please?—“
Her strangled cries are cut off as she clamps down around me.
I keep a careful grip on her neck and jaw, keeping her head straight as she slumps forward, her legs giving out from underneath her.
The pace of my hips slow as I work her through her orgasm.
Her red hair sticks to the thin sheen of sweat that’s forming on her forehead. Lucky we’re gonna take a shower after this.
“You’re so pretty when you come all over my cock,” I murmur.
Her eyes snap up to meet mine, her cheeks even more flushed. She likes it when I say shit like that, if the way her pussy clamped down on my cock even harder is any indication.
“What—what about you?” She pants.
“You worried about me?” The corners of my lips tug up into a smirk.
Her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip as a crease appears between her brows. She’s actually giving my question some thought.
“Not worried. I just—I just want to make sure you’re taken care of.”
God, she is sweet.
I stroke the underside of her jaw, kissing along the back of her neck.
