He only grins, before putting his hands under my ass and standing. A moment later, his cock still inside me, I’m being laid down on his desk next to the computer.
My alpha takes off his shirt, and for a moment, I’m speechless. He’s thicker around the middle than Teddy or Brennan, but he’s no less strong. He looks like he could rip a log apart with his bare hands and then cuddle you next to the fireplace.
And this man, this strong, capable, sexy man, looks down at me with adoration in his eyes. “You’re so damn beautiful.”
My heart skips a beat.
He pulls back slowly, and suddenly the emptiness without him is so unbearable, I nearly whine. But then he’s filling me back up, and when he bends over, lifting my tank top again and sucking my nipple into his mouth, a whole new set of sensations light up inside me.
“Oh, fuck!” I cry out, my hands finding his head and my legs wrapping around his waist as he swirls his tongue around the stiff peak, his thrusting picking up pace.I’m so slick and wet for him, I’m primed to take his knot. And dammit, I’m going to try.
He switches to my other tit, sucking and licking my nipple, and it’s like I’m hit by a freight train of ecstasy.
My orgasm takes over swiftly, warmth and euphoria blooming out of my lower stomach and traveling all the way to my toes. I clench around him, and he groans into my skin.
“Knot me,” I beg, grabbing his head and making him look at me. “Knot me, Maverick.”
His face is flushed from pleasure, and he nods. “Whatever you want, Baby Girl, it’s yours.”
On the next thrust, he doesn’t draw back. No, he keeps pushing, and there’s the briefest pinch of pain as the knot pops past my entrance, and then…bliss.
His thrusts turn shallow, moving as much as he can despite the knot locking him in place, and then…he’s spilling himself inside me, groaning as his face falls between my breasts.
“Shit, Wren,” he lets out a breathy chuckle, “that was…”
“Amazing?” I offer on a laugh as my hands come up to stroke his hair. “I…oh my gods, Maverick. How…” I shake my head, looking at the ceiling. My head is nearly hanging off the edge of the desk, but I can’t say I care in the slightest.
The sound of a door opening has us both freezing.
“Mav, have you seen…” Ethan’s voice trails off, and his upside-down face comes into my view as I tilt my head further back. “Why, hello there, Little Bird. Having fun?”
Maverick huffs. “Ethan, do you mind—”
My cheeks flush, but I bite my lip and nod. “Maverick knotted me.”
“So he did,” Ethan observes, his eyes heated as his gaze moves over the scene in front of him. “This deskposition is giving me so many ideas.”
Damn, he’s right. I’m right about eye level with his crotch. All he would have to do is unzip his pants and slide his cock past my lips and I’d be even more deliciously filled up.
Maverick grunts. “What were you just thinking about, Wren? You squeezed meverytightly.”
“Nothing,” I say quickly, even as Ethan chuckles.
Maverick shakes his head, looking up at Ethan. “What did you need?”
“I was looking for Wren, I wanted to see if she wanted to help me make the lasagna. But it looks like she’s a little…knotted up at the moment.”
“Can you wait just a little bit?” I ask, my lower lip jutting out. “I really want to help.”
Ethan smiles at me, before bending down and pressing a kiss to my lips. “That’s fine, I’ll be in the kitchen when you’re ready.”
He leaves, and Maverick helps me sit up before carrying me back into his chair with him.
I can’t help but giggle at the sight of my naked alpha sitting in a leather desk chair. “We’re going to have to sanitize everything before we leave here.”
Maverick winces. “Yeah, especially that desk.”
“I was thinking of the chair, considering your bare ass is meeting the leather right now.”
