Page 57 of Truth or Pack

“Fuck,” Mathias cursed, his voice too far behind now.

Holt was gaining on me and I knew I was in trouble now.

“You know, if we fuck every time we make a thirst trap, we’re going to get tired of making these videos!” I screamed as I ran even harder.

“Good, darlin’,” Holt growled as he lunged. I turned around to see him flying my way, encircling me in his arms and shifting so we hit the ground with a grunt.

“No,” I cursed, shaking from all the adrenaline but a grin was on my face.

“Want me to fuck you right out here, or can I take you up to my room now?” he asked, the deep rumble in his voice making me shiver.

“Inside,” I managed to get out. He easily scooped me up and carried me inside. Not waiting for him to kiss me first, I crashed my mouth to his, teeth clacking but our kiss was hungry, starving, really. It was like neither one of us could wait a second more before consuming each other.

I wanted to bottle his scent up, commit it to memory. His usual blackberry cobbler scent was so fucking sweet now, a hint of spice warming it up underneath now that his alpha was out to play.

He didn’t falter as he continued to his room, slamming the door closed behind me before dropping me on the bed. His eyes were focused, yet glassy, like his alpha was more in control than the man himself.

His strong hands ripped away the clothes remaining on my body. My heart was pounding, mouth dry.

Fuck. Every nerve ending in my body was burning for him, my skin prickling in anticipation as I watched him put the fabricto his face, breathing in deep, that rumbling purr in his chest hitching louder.

“Mine.”

“Yours, alpha,” I promised, spreading my legs so he could see exactly what was his. It was all for him, I really needed his tongue on me right now, to ease the ache burning in my core.

The slick on my skin had me shivering now that it was exposed to air, but he merely let out a grunt and dove for me, settling there and warming my thighs as he spread me open further, his tongue lapping up every drop of slick that coated my thighs and lips.

My whimpers were needy, but I didn’t bother to quiet myself. His purr was louder than ever as he tasted me and I knew he wouldn’t want me to hold myself back.

Holt wanted me, raw and unfiltered, and I wouldn’t hesitate to give him that.

Letting my thoughts fall away, I focused completely on the alpha between my thighs. My fingers tightened in his hair, pulling hard as he sucked on my clit and slid his fingers into my pussy, fucking me on them as he focused his attention purely on making me come.

“Fuck, alpha,” I cursed, panting and grinding on his face. His beard burned deliciously at my thighs as his teeth grazed over my overly sensitive flesh.

My orgasm hit me hard and fast, stealing my breath as my body bowed off the bed. He doubled down, sucking harder, pumping his fingers faster and curling them, teasing that spot inside me that was made for his knot.

I cried out against the intensity of it as I sucked in a breath. He was unrelenting, not giving up until I was trying to squirm away and tug at his hair.

He protested with another grunt. He hadn’t spoken a word since we were outside and it was like he was in a rut now.

“Alpha, I need your knot,” I begged, pulling him in and kissing him hard, teeth biting at his lip, demanding enough to refocus him.

He leaned back, ripping at his own clothes, buttons flying as he tore at his flannel. His undershirt was shredded under his hands, before he was pulling away his jeans, chest heaving as he fought his way out of their confines.

I don’t think my heart has stopped racing since I ran. Even now as I watched him fight to get back to me I couldn’t help how my body reacted. Not scared, but on high alert, anticipating my alpha’s next move.

And fuck, he was perfect. Every inch of his suntanned skin was rippling in muscles. His thighs and arms just as strong as the abs under a dusting of dark hair. His cock was weeping for me, the bead of precum on the end making my mouth water.

Before he could take back over I rushed off the bed and onto my knees. He froze, his chest still rising and falling too fast but his eyes were on me, watching as I wrapped my fingers around his girth, shocked at how fucking big he was.

My tongue darted out, swiping up the precum and humming at how fucking good he tasted. Salty but sweet, laced in his scent and all mine.

Fuck, I was starting to understand his possessive nature. If anyone came near us now I knew my omega would tear them to pieces. We were feral for each other, my omega reacting to her alpha’s rut in a way that would leave us both shocked.

My eyes locked on his as I wet my lips and leaned forward, letting him slip past my lips while I flattened my tongue. My eyes rolled back as I pushed forward until I was gagging, savoring his taste and scent that was so strong here I was falling into it, drowning in Holt.

He let me have my moment, groaning as my mouth slid over his length, tasting and teasing him like he’d done to me.

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