Page 90 of Queen of Spades

“Do you know how many times I dreamed of tossing you over my knee when we lived together?” he growls, planting a hand under my hips and pulling me up just a few inches.

God, I kinda wish he would have. It would have been really hot and kinda forbidden.

“That fucking mouth of yours never quit, and somehow, it only made me want you more.” He brings his other hand to my mouth. “Spit.”

I follow his command, and he chuckles.

“I finally get what Grady meant. I just have to get you addicted to my cock, and you’ll be an agreeable little omega for me. Won’t you, princess?”

I snort, slamming my head back into his as I try to crawl away. “Keep dreaming.”

“Fight me,” he growls. “You can feel how hard it’s making my cock.” With that, he thrusts deep.

My face falls to rest on my forearm as I wail.

Jesus Christ.

Don’t these alphas realize that I only get one pussy for my entire life? I’d like to take decent care of it.

The aching stretch is extreme, but it doesn’t take long for the borderline pain to ease into slight discomfort.

My entire body squirms as I adjust to his massive girth. Just when I feel like I know which way is up, he pulls his hips back and slams into me again.

“Fuck me.” He rips his arm from under me, and my entire body falls against the blanket again as he ruts into me. My hair gets pulled to the side, and he speaks directly into my ear. “Such a good girl, swallowing up every inch I shove inside you.”

His pheromones are so thick, they’re all I can focus on as my pelvis wiggles.

I’d really love some friction for my clit as he slaps into me in punishing strokes. His knot bumps against my lower lips, but he doesn’t try to push it inside me.

“You know what I want, dirty girl.” His hot breath teases over my throat as he speaks. “Give it to me.”

My inner walls clench around his swollen length, but my head shakes. “No.”

He moves to holding himself up on one elbow and brings that hand to cover my mouth. The other moves to the outside of my right ass cheek as he lands several stinging pops.

“Always such a brat. If you won’t beg for me, then I need to feel you scream around my fingers.” He tilts his hips on the next thrust, and the directional change forces his tip against my G-spot. I start to beg against his fingers, and he chuckles darkly. “That’s it, princess. Soak me in your slick.”

A crunching sound approaches, and my eyes get huge as I spot Cas. He has his jeans open and his thick cock in his hand.

“Be a good team player and pull her up on her knees,” Cas says to Kane.

Kane growls, and I’m a little afraid he’s going to tell Cas to get lost. He releases my mouth and shoves a hand between me and the blanket. He pulls me up with him, and my knees end up spread even wider.

Cas helps support my top half as he rips my dress over my head. It’s only then that I realize how soaked with sweat it is. Kane doesn’t stop fucking into me as I reposition my hands on the ground.

“You’re a shitty packmate. I didn’t interrupt your first time together.” Kane moves his hand to my hip, grinding deep until his pelvis slaps against my ass.

“Wait until you have a bond. You’ll get it.” Cas laughs, yanking up the bottom of his T-shirt.

I moan at the sight of his well-defined abs. There’s a thick bead of pre-cum on the head of his dick.

I lick my lips and stretch forward as he guides his tip to my mouth.

“By the way, you can bite me if you want to,” I tell Kane before diving deep down Cassian’s length.

Alpha cocks are kinda ridiculous. I should be able to get deeper than halfway on the first try.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Kane’s arm ends up in the indent of my hip as he blessedly moves his fingers to tease my clit.

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