Page 16 of Brandy Snap: Part One

I looked up at him, wide-eyed. Everything was so new and intense and real that I didn’t know what was really happening.

“Say this alpha’s name,” he demanded, his voice so low it made me tremble.

“Caspian,” I whispered, and his fingers twitched on my hip.

“Again. Say it again.”

“Caspian, please.” I squeezed my eyes closed, my fingers bunching on his chest. “Please, touch my pussy.”

My cheeks flamed. I couldn’t believe I’d just said that. It was straight out of an alphaporn. But I really felt like I’d been transported into one of my books.

I was terrified he was going to leave, even though I was the one trying to escape.

“Fuck,” he groaned so loudly, I felt it in my chest. “Fuck it.”

And there was no stopping him.

Caspian launched himself at me. The door rattled with a hollow thud as he fell on me. Growls tore from him as he clasped the back of my neck, his pupils blown as he leaned down and took my mouth.

My world dissolved as his thick lips crashed into mine. Lights flickered behind my eyes as the heat firing in my body burst, and I cried out as his moan travelled through me. He caught every sound I made, kissing me, swallowing me, using the grip on my neck to pin me down as he ravaged me with his tongue.

Melanie

Hisfingerswerebackon my clit in seconds, and I was desperately riding his hand. My arms crept up around his neck to bring myself closer, widening my legs, raising one knee up to his hip, anything that would help me feel more of him.

“I need it, Caspian,” I begged, pulling back, my lips tingling from his touch.

“You have to say it,” he hummed, panting as hard as I was, his fingers still working me. Our lips were swollen, our need creating a bubble around us where everything—everyone—had disappeared.

My breath stuttered, all my words suddenly lost as I saw Caspian was as taken away as I was. With another flare of heat, I tugged at his neck and pulled him back to me.

He pressed me into the door, sinking into the kiss.

He devoured me. It was the only way to describe how he nipped every place on my lips, how his tongue swept each bump and groove of my mouth, and how he ground his cock against me like he’d already come.

I couldn’t breathe. He was kissing me so quickly, his fingers rubbing faster, the pleasure building so intensely that I gripped him harder to prepare myself.

I gasped in shock as his fingers jumped from my pussy, and he drew back from the kiss.

“What—What are you—?” But I only had a second to complain before he grabbed my thighs, hoisting me up.

My back slammed against the door, and I shouted out. No matter how strong he was, I was too heavy to be carried by anyone.

“Put me down! You can’t lift me!” Even though his arms were as thick as tree branches.

“There isn’t a single fucking chance I’m letting you go now that I’ve smelled your slick. So wrap your fucking legs around me, omega. I want you to ride me.”

“I’m not—” But I couldn’t finish my sentence. Because as soon as I felt his cock against my spread pussy, everything was lost. He moaned, shattering my last piece of resistance as his hips began to move.

And I found his rhythm right away.

Clinging to him, I ground on his cock, doing anything I could to relieve the beating ache he’d set inside me by teasing me with his fingers.

“That’s it. Keep going.” His voice was so tantalising next to my ear as his tongue creased the muscle of my neck. All I needed was him. It was all about him, even with the distant cries of his omega in the background.

Caspian buried his nose in my neck again.

“I want your slick soaking these leggings,” he murmured. I shuddered beneath him as he purred against me. “Then we’re going to show you exactly why we don’t need another fucking omega.”

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