Page 19 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

Yep. One hundred percent pure liquid courage. Because no way in hell would I have ever been brave enough to dance with some random man, omega or not, had Ax not plied me with booze.

And I sure as hell wouldn’t be flirting so openly.

We finished off our drinks. Danced some more. Then headed back to the bar for two more rounds of shots. And I was officially tipsy. Or maybe drunk.

Definitely horny.

Amir had kissed me on the dancefloor, his tongue teasing mine, tasting me. His body had been pressed so close to mine, one of his hands dangerously close to the swell of my ass, the other cupping the back of my head to hold me in place.

There was a voice at the back of my head telling me to check for my alphas, find out if they’d met their omega yet. Especially since thepoint of me coming tonight was to meet her. But I was having entirely too much fun with Amir. And just because they found someone they might want to add to their pack didn’t mean I couldn’t find someone who wanted more from me than another friend.

“I want you so badly,” Amir growled into my ear. Or maybe it was a purr.

Didn’t matter. I wanted him, too. And because my boys owned this place, I just happened to know a few rooms where we could be alone long enough to play.

“I need to taste you,” he said.

Pulling back, I gave him what I hoped was a sexy smile, wrapped my hand around his, then began to tug him through the crowd and to one of the offices that not only locked from the inside but was rarely used.

Punching in the code to enter, I pulled Amir in behind me then turned the deadbolt into place. Just because it was rarely used while the club was full didn’t mean I wanted to run the risk of one of the employees catching me in a compromising situation.

Like bent over the desk with Amir pumping into me from behind.

CHAPTER 7

Issa

The moment I turned toward him, Amir cupped my face in his big hands and slammed his lips against mine, pushing me against the door. It was a bruising, claiming kiss, and I couldn’t get enough. His hair was so soft in my hands as I tangled my fingers in the curls, trying to get closer as if that was at all possible.

His hands left my face and smoothed down my throat, my shoulders, to cup my breasts through the dress. He rubbed a thumb over one of my pebbled nipples, tearing a gasp from my throat.

“Fuck, you smell good,” he murmured against my lips.

When he pulled away, I swayed a little, both from the alcohol and the lust, but he pressed a hand to my stomach to hold me up as he dropped to his knees before me, shoving my dress up my hips to bury his face against my thong covered pussy.

“I need to taste you,” he said, his breath warm against my sensitive skin, even with the barrier of the cotton and lace.

His fingers shoved my panties to the side as I gripped his hair,dropping my head against the door. The bass vibrated against my back as Amir purred against me, the deepest sound I’d ever heard come from an omega.

His tongue flattened against my core and made a long, slow swipe, earning a guttural moan.

“Holy shit,” I breathed out as he began to focus his attention on my clit, sucking it between his lips, flicking it with his tongue. When he slowly pushed a finger inside of me, my insides began to tighten.

I’d orgasmed before. But only when I was alone. This omega had barely spent five minutes expertly playing my body and already I was coiling tighter than a spring and ready to explode.

“You’re going to make me come,” I moaned.

Who was this wanton person? I barely recognized my own voice let alone my thoughts and actions. I had never taken a stranger into the back room of a public – and packed – place to fool around.

Who was I kidding? I planned on getting fucked by this omega, not just fooling around.

“Good,” he said against my folds at my declaration. “I want to taste you on my tongue for the rest of the night.”

His finger pumped in and out of my core while the other held me to the door. Had he not been holding me up, I was sure my knees would have buckled until I crashed to the floor, especially when he added a second finger then teased my back entrance with his pinky.

Unintelligible words began to spill from my lips as I babbled and moaned. That spring that had tightened exploded, my inner walls clenching around Amir’s fingers.

He pulled his mouth from me, still fucking me with his fingers, and launched to his feet, claiming my mouth with his and stealing my moans.

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