Page 59 of The Rogues

And I can’t wait to have that with my gorgeous omega.

“Beta,” she cries, her legs going around me. Her hips start to move, her pussy sliding over me with every gyrating motion. “Please. I need you.”

The sound I make gets swallowed by her as she meets my lips once more. I have to sit up to remove my clothes, cursing myself for not having done it sooner, but when I turn back, she is looking at me with lust, her eyes trailing over me before they stop on my hip, noticing my new tattoo.

I crawl back on top of her before she can ask any questions. I kiss her, and this time it’s gentle. The softness of it leaves shivers running down my spine. She groans when my cock brushes against her entrance.

I rest my forehead on hers and sigh. “I have to get a condom.”

“Do you want to use one?” she asks, her eyelashes fluttering.

I arch an excited brow. “Do you?”

“I have an IUD. And I want to feel you.”

Dead. I’m dead. She has killed me and then revived me with that one simple sentence.

“Oh fuck,” is all I can get out before I’m answering her call, shifting my hips and angling myself to take her.

I slide into her in one fell swoop, her slick walls pulling me in. A breathy sound escapes and her nails dig into my shoulders, the bite of pain needed to keep me grounded. The pleasure is so great, so elevated, that I almost black out from the immense power of it.

I pause when our hips meet, being cautious. I’m not nearly as big as my pack members, but I still want to go at her pace. But then she wraps her legs around me.

“Jamie,” she moans. “Move…”

Fuck. That’s all I needed to hear, apparently, because I’m already moving, dragging my cock out to thrust back in. For half a second, I wonder if her friends will wake up and hear us, but then she pulses around me and the thought is lost. I rest my forehead on hers and breathe in all of her husky moans as I set the pace, completely at her mercy as she squeezes me perfectly.

“Oh my god.”

“Fuck, I know,” I grit out. “God, this pussy was made for me.”

I brush my thumb along her lip, then push it past the barrier with a gruntled sound. She bites it, then sucks it into her mouth with a wicked gleam in her eyes. My hips falter, and I groan.

She’s going to be the death of me, I swear.

Our scents entangle together, the beautiful intoxication of it sending warmth all the way to my toes. She moans in my ear, the sound an echo of bliss that makes me grit my teeth as I cling to my self-control.

“Turn us around,” she commands, her words raspy. I look at her, confused, but then she’s moving. She pushes me onto my back and then climbs on my lap, holding my cock so she can sink back onto it. I throw my head back, the feeling of her taking over going straight to my balls.

“Fucking fuck,” I grit out, my hands going to grip her hips. “You’re trying to kill me.”

She heaves out a laugh as she sets a different pace, steadying herself by placing her hands on my knees and leaning back. Her hips circle at an expert speed. She is a sight to behold; I can’t take my eyes off her as she uses my body for her pleasure, moans escaping every time she moves my cock over that spot that drives her wild. I bite my knuckle and try to take steady breaths, but the effort is useless as she practically sucks the soul right from my body.

Her mouth parts, little whimpers falling, and then she leans forward, hovering over me once again. The new position lets us move together in a harmonic and sensual dance.

“You are a hidden vixen,” I whisper to her, the energy morphing into something more charged as she holds my gaze. “Did you like that, my flower? Did you like using me for your own pleasure?”

She groans and flashes a pleased smile. “This is a first—” She gasps when I angle my hips, thrusting into her from a different angle. “I normally like to be the one being used.”

“Fuck.”

I take that info and wrap my arms around her, holding her into place as I thrust up into her. She immediately submits, and it makes my stomach flip. Every thrust sends more and more sparks up my spine, her mouth opening on a silent gasp as she pulses around me.

“Like that, Omega?” I say between gritted teeth, barely holding onto control. “Do you like it when your beta uses your precious little hole?”

“Yes,” she cries.

“Oh my fucking god.” I can’t hold on anymore. “You feel so fucking good. Such a good hole for me to fuck.”