Page 40 of Bonded By Tea and Tarot

“You come when I say and not a second sooner, understood?” Hayden demands, their voice a deep rasp behind me.

“Yes, sir,” I reply, cringing internally at how breathy my own low voice sounds.

And then they’re pushing into me, the head of their cock splitting me open. A slight burn, but I bear down and they slide in with one continuous thrust. Hayden stills when they’re fully seated, and we both pant into the crisp night air, but it only lasts a moment.

Two strong hands grip my hips, and I brace myself. My arms flex just in time as Hayden pulls out, and then slams back in. I grunt as the breath is forced from my lungs, only for them to do so again, and again. Picking up speed until the whole car is shaking from the force of it and my muscles bulge with the strain of holding myself in place.

“So fucking hot,” Hayden pants behind me. I can picture their bristled jaw clenched, curls bouncing over their glasses as they fuck into me. “So hot and tight, a perfect fuck hole.”

I throw my head back at the words, clenching my own jaw in an effort to stave off my building orgasm. They kick my feet wider without breaking rhythm, and the new angle has them hitting my prostate with every thrust.

“Oh fuck,” I gasp. “Hayden.”

“No.” Their voice reverberates through me—an alpha bark.

My insides twist and I want to shout with frustration as my orgasm roils just beneath my skin. My veins feel hot, my muscles straining nearly to the point of pain. Hayden doesn’t relent, pounding into me with forceful strokes, the sound of flesh meeting flesh careening into the night. My arms give out and I fall forward, catching myself on my forearms against the car windows. My own sweaty, freckled face looks back at me. Mussed blond hair and desperate hazel eyes.

“Now,” I gasp, a plea.

“NO.” A more forceful bark as their alpha dominance flares around us.

I shudder and my cock jerks, the tip leaking a continuous stream of precum. It drips into the dirt on the side of the road. Each powerful thrust from Hayden forces the air from my lungs, and it’s only when they pull back for a brief second that I can breathe.

“Hayden,” I pant. Everything is tingling, and my vision turns hazy at the edges. I’m not going to make it. “Alpha.”

“Fuck!” They roar and their hands clench on my hips. “Now, Jay. Come for me now.”

My body responds instantly, accepting his command before it fully registers in my brain. My cock gets impossibly harder, as his does in my ass, and then I’m coming. Pulse after pulse of pure ecstacy. My vision whites out and I drop my head against the window as I ride out the wave of euphoria. Hayden’s thrusts slow until they’re gently rocking into me with a sigh.

Their hands appear next to mine, and then their chest meets my back.

My eyes are still closed, and I’m not sure if I can open them.

“Fuck,” Hayden murmurs, their cock jerking one last time inside me. All I can do is groan in response. Hayden chuckles and their chest vibrates against me, a soft, relieved sound. “You okay?”

I nod, not quite ready to open my eyes yet.

Their arms wrap around me, and despite their slightly smaller stature, I feel surrounded. Secure. Loved.

“Yeah,” I finally sigh. “I’m good.”

“Not too rough?”

I turn my head to face them, blinking my eyes open to meet their deep brown gaze.

“I can take it.” I offer a lopsided grin, the best I can manage right now, and it must look as sex-drunk as it feels, because they chuckle quietly.

They squeeze me tight for a moment, then let go and straighten, easing their way out of my body. I don’t bother moving, knowing they’ll grab one of the hand towels we keep stashed in the car.

When we’re both cleaned up and wearing pants again, Hayden wraps their hand around the back of my neck and gently pulls my forehead to theirs.

“Te amo, mi vida,” they murmur, then tilt forward and press their soft lips to mine. I wrap my arms around them and pull their body flush against me, relishing the way we fit together and letting myself get swept away. I float in the endless moment, and only when I start to pull away does Hayden follow suit.

“I love you too,” I say, returning their gorgeous smile with an exhausted one of my own.

Three days pass of driving my crew crazy. I attempt to do my job plus everyone else’s in an effort to take my mind off the pretty little omega. A task I’m doomed to fail at because I keep my shirt with her scent on it around my neck or tucked in my pocket at all times.

We’ve been texting, and I keep wracking my brain for other topics to ask her about without sounding like I’m interrogating her, but it’s not enough. My alpha is chomping at the bit, railing against my control, and I don’t know if I want to hold myself back anymore.