"That's right. I have to earn it," I tease back, reaching out and squeezing her ass cheek again, tighter this time, shaking it for good measure. Leaning over her back, my hard cock finds its way between her thighs. She moans and arches her back, pressing her ass against me.
My head gets fucking dizzy, my cock throbbing so violently I have to clench every muscle not to explode right there. Fighting for one last moment of control, needing her to understand what's about to happen—that once we start, there's no going back, that I'm going to claim every inch of her—I offer her an out.
"Baby," I breathe, brushing my lips against her ear. "I need you with such fucking ferocity that I'm afraid I'll lose control. There's no halfway. I need to know if you're ready for me."
But then my mate tilts her head again, so her eyes can meet mine. Her omega flashes behind her blue irises. "I trust you."
And that's all it takes.
My hand reaches back and I smack her perfect ass. She grunts, and I nudge my boots between her bare feet, forcing them apart. I have to keep my hands from shaking and gripping her too hard. If I shift her ass toward me and push her torso lower onto the table and arch her back just right—thereit is.
Her pussy opens for me, and it's glistening. Literally fucking dripping. With one hand, I tease her lower lips. With the other, I pull back, then smack her pussy. It reverberates through her, and she cries out. She's so wet my hand comes away sticky.
I laugh darkly and step back to strip down. Her omega whines, sweat gathering at her nape, and she almost pulls off the table, hands reaching to grab at me, but I shove her back into place and tear her shirt off.
I push her into position again, with a perfect view of her backside. I take position behind her, trapping her wrists above her head with one hand, and slap her pussy with my dick. It's not nearly as hard as my hand, and nowhere near satisfying. It's edging and teasing, and every time my hard length slaps against her pink pussy, it comes away soaked, webbed with her slick.
She moans louder and louder until she breaks into sobs. "Please, Orion, more! I need—"
Holding her down, I keep teasing her opening. "I thought you were still mad at me, firefly."
"No! I forgive you, I forgive you, please just, unh—" she stutters.
"So the next time we make you run drills, you'll be a good girl and do as you're told?"
She turns her head and flashes her teeth, growling.
I let out a sharp laugh. "This what you need?" I whisper, lining myself up at her entrance from behind.
She gives a gargled response, and after notching the head, I push into her tight, wet heat. Mona screams, practically convulsing in my arms. She shakes, squirming, then shudders with relief when I'm fully seated, buried deep inside her, like a calm washes over her.
It's pleasure like I've never felt before.
She's warm and tight and I swear to fucking god, she's got magic inside her. It tingles and sucks, spasming and milking my cock.
"Fuck, firefly. Mona. My mate," I rasp, but hold still.
She whimpers, then lets out a sharp cry, and bucks her pelvis to try and fuck me, but I grip her hips and hold her in place.
Mona wails, "I forgive you! But Orion, for fuck's sake, I need you tomove!"
Holding her hips still, I slowly pull out. Then wait. "And?"
"Fuck! And I'll be a good girl."
I slam into her. She screams my name, and it's everything. I fuck her like this, pounding into her from behind, measured but rough, while her hands slap the table and her ass shakes. She squeezes every inch of me, grunting, crying, begging for more.
Harder, faster, deeper. Her omega takes over her body, and with surprising strength, she shoves her ass backward, so hard I nearly knot her right there.
I can't help it. I laugh. So, I lean over, hold her tight, then bring us to the ground, so she's on her hands and knees, fingertips turning white as she claws into the wooden floor.
Then I pound into her, the sound of skin slapping filling the room.
"Harder," she groans, so I squeeze her breasts and drive deeper.
"Like this?" I ask, rolling my hips, lifting her ass so I can slam into her, hitting just the right spot. Her pussy tightens and shelets out a feral moan. "Ahh… yes, right there. That's it, isn't it firefly?"
"Yes," Mona sobs. "Don't stop! Right there, right there," she sputters incoherently. She's getting close. Before she crests, I flip us again so she's straddling me. Gripping her hips tight enough to leave marks, I thrust upward just as I pull her down. My knot presses against her entrance, pulsing its way inside, stretching past her tight resistance, and with one final thrust, she takes all of me until I'm buried deep and my knot swells, locking us in place.
