“I bet you could snap me in half if you wanted to,” I whisper into his ear.
His face crumples, concern seeping out of his eyes. “No, Lucy! I wouldn’t do that. I’d never hurt you.”
Ugh, he’s so sweet.
So strong. So alpha.
“I know, I’m not saying youwould. I’m saying youcould.”
He slows his pace and fixes me with a faux warning look. “Stop flirting.”
“I’m not flirting,” I lie.
“You are too.”
I click my tongue at him. “That’s not flirting, Branson.”
I tighten my legs around his waist and clench my asshole around him. He hisses through his teeth and releases a breath slowly.
I lean in, letting my lips drag down his earlobe as I speak. “This is flirting.” I run my tongue up his earlobe, blowing hot and cold onto it. “I want that big alpha knot, bad boy.” I lick his ear again and add a sharp little nip to punctuate my point. “I want it inside me. I want it to fill every inch of me. I want to feel it in every cell of my body. I want it to split me in half and make it so I can’t ever think of anything else.”
Branson comes to a dead stop and clears his throat a couple of times before he’s able to speak. “I hate to break it to you, Lucy, but that’s not flirting. That’s talking dirty.”
16
Branson
IlayLucienonhis back, and he sinks into the mattress like it’s a burrow. Like it’s a safe, downy hideaway where bad things don’t exist. His legs fall open as though it’s the most natural thing in the world, something he’s always been meant to do, and something I’ve always been meant to witness.
I observe him, frozen. Paralyzed by his beauty. I can’t move. Or blink. All I can do is gape at the sight before me. His lips are puffy and so pink that they look like they’ve been bitten. His eyes are baby blue and luminous with lascivious intentions.
He looks too perfect to be real. He looks like he should be untouchable. Put on a pedestal and looked at only.
And yet, I’ve touched him. I’ve done things to him that have left his hole stretched out and sodden with semen.
“What’s wrong, alpha?” An intoxicating smile curls around his words.
“Nothing,” I reply quickly.
His smile curls more, bending my resistance to breaking point. “So what are you doing up there when I’m down here, huh?”
I shrug, trying my best to remember how to look nonchalant and unwhipped. “I’m looking at you, baby.”
He laughs like a man who knows damn well he’s pretty. Who knows damn well I’ve never laid eyes on an omega as beautiful. A man who’s ravaged by heat but knows he has me right where he wants me.
He cocks a coquettish brow and lets his gaze slither down my chest. “How’s that knot coming, alpha? Is there anything I can do to make it happen faster?”
I shake my head at him, but I love that he’s like this, so horny and desperate. I stroke my dick slowly from root to tip, watching as a bright pink hole blinks at me hopefully.
Arousal seeps through my veins, distending and heating until things that felt close a moment ago feel distant and unimportant.
I kneel between Lucien’s legs, and my cockhead finds its way to his opening of its own accord. I sink into him, and he accepts me without a flicker of resistance. Without anyfight. His ring stretches open to accommodate me like it was made to do it.
I fuck into him, aware that this time is different. This fuck is different. I penetrate him deeply, wasting no time before pistoning in and out of him, fucking loud gasps out of him as I loosen him thoroughly.
“Knot me,” he whispers. “Please knot me.”
There’s a hot burst of pleasure at the base of my cock that feels like the start of something new. Something big. I cover Lucien’s body with mine, holding myself up so I don’t crush him. My joints tighten, bone matter stiffening as I begin to swell.
