He leans in to kiss me quickly, his hand getting squashed against us in the process. And while it wasn’t sexual initially, it is King. He palms my tit, twisting my nipple, and he watches me closely, knowing exactly what he’s doing to my body.
“I’ve told the boys the second Joker gets the all clear, I’m taking a vacation.” He smirks, knowing I’m having trouble registering what he’s saying as he keeps playing.
“Say again,” I moan, wiggling in his arms.
He stills, his eyes glaring at me. “I said…”
“No, I’m sure you said let me put my fat cock in you and fuck you real quick…” I quip, and he throws his head back. His laughter echoing around us.
“Fuck, Tris, you are going to be the death of me, huh? Take a walk, Big Tom, and give us a heads up if we got people heading our way,” King calls out.
Holding me with one hand, he manages the unbelievable before I feel the nudge of his hard cock at the entrance of my bare pussy. Dropping his forehead to mine, King pushes himself deep inside in one slow move. The whimper I made before is nothing like the sounds I make now as I struggle to take him in.
“This slit is always so tight for me,” he murmurs, a dirty smile spreading over his lips. Intentionally, he blows his yummy scent my way, using the power of scent to make me open up.
He keeps moving his hips in short punchy moves as he pushes inside, my pussy stretching around his thickness. I get a growl of appreciation when he feels my submission and sinks all the way in. Purposely, because he knows how much I love it, hehits the top of my cervix when he’s in the deepest. The shock of pain adds to the growing and tumbling waves of pleasure already ruining me. God, this Alpha treats me good. He pushes against my forehead to get my attention again and I blink back to reality, catching the warning in his eyes.
“Yes,” I manage before he rams his knot home; his brown eyes blaze black as my pussy clamps down, already trying to milk his cock. I go off like fireworks when I feel him coming.
King drops his mouth to my throat, leaving a track of harsh bites until he trails the rest of the way to my ear with his tongue. “No more waiting, Tris. I’m taking you away and claiming you properly.”
His words are like ecstasy, and I wrap my legs around his waist and grind my way through the tingling aftermath of our love.
I’m legitimately off with the fairies, floating in an orgasm coma, but when King stills, I get pulled out of my bliss and back to the real world.
“Huh?” I ask.
Laughing, he leans in for a super quick kiss before pulling out. I want to whine at the loss but the look he gives me has me swallowing any noise. He grabs my hand and bobs down low, racing me behind a SUV just in time for a pack with small kids to walk past.
“I never knew you’d be…”
“What?” He growls. “I couldn’t give a shit if people saw us fucking, Tris. Well, that ain’t true, the mood I’m in I’d rip their fucking eyes from their face so they don’t ever get to see my Omega before pouring diesel down their nose so no one scents you.”
“Good God, you’re a menace to society.” I squeeze his hand in reassurance.
“You got no fucking idea, killer.”
“What happened?” I ask and he knows I’m referring to the huge shift in his thinking.
“I’m not going to watch you run from me unless you’ve got my claim on your body for the fucking world to see.”
I stand up suddenly, blowing our cover. But I heard what he said and now I need to hear it properly, because… what the fuck??!! “What the hell did you just say?”
He stands up too, getting all in my face and towering above me. “You fucking heard. Now go get your endless suitcases ready, grab whatever you need to go away, but you and I are out for at least a week. Pack some nice shit too, killer, ’cause it looks like we’re going to see my kid and her pack on the way home and tell her the news.”
I have to let go of his hand, and I kind of fold in half, resting my hands on my knees as I try not to hyperventilate or scream the carpark down. Both are on the cards. Seriously, both are on the cards.
Except then I remember something, and I stand up so quick, I whack my head under his chin, earning another growl before he wraps his arms around me to stop my wild freak out.
“Settle the fuck down,” he barks. Not a bark, bark, because the tone he uses sends pleasure straight back to my pussy, it’s more of a ‘I fucking love you, you crazy woman but calm down’ bark.
I hang in his arms, my feet dangling, and I’ve never felt more secure. I go lax like I’ve taken a tranquilliser, and it feeds the hunger in his eyes.
“Promise you’ll carry me like this forever?” I smile up at him.
Shaking his head, he lowers me until my feet touch the ground again, but he tucks me under his shoulder and walks me to my car. “You want to try again?”
“Oh yeah. Sort of… not really.”
