Page 63 of Claimed By the Cowboys
The whine she let out at the loss of my fingers was guttural, but it turned into a scream of pleasure when I grabbed her thighs, lifting her against the shower wall, and lined my cock up with her slick-coated entrance. Her hands flew to my shoulders, anchoring us in place. I was so close to filling her. I needed it more than anything.
“Last chance to back out before I fuck you full of my cum.” My words were rough as I tried to remain in control. Piper was making the animalistic side of my alpha rear his head.
“I’m not going anywhere,” she whispered, her forehead resting against mine as she clutched my neck. “Fuck me, alpha.”
I didn’t hesitate, thrusting forward. Her pussy was so goddamned tight, I was surprised I fit, but fuck, she accepted every inch of me beautifully. The shower stall was clouded with thick steam, her honeysuckle scent mixed with my own, so thickit clouded my every sense. I loved it. Our scents blended together so well.
“Fuck, you’re like a vise,” I ground out.
“Give me all of it,” she whimpered desperately.
I couldn’t make her wait or draw it out. Rearing back, I thrust forward, pressing her into the tiles, her tits pressed up against me.
“You’re strangling my cock. Are you hungry for my cum? Because you’re going to get every. Last. Drop.” I punctuated the last three words with thrusts, and each time I filled her to the hilt, my body radiated with electricity.
It didn’t take long for her to come, screaming as her walls milked my cock for every drop of cum. As she came down, I slowed my thrusts, giving her time.
She leaned forward, whispering the words in my ear that made my knees weak. “I want to taste your cum.”
Well, fuck.
I wanted that as well.
Piper wriggled out of my arms, and I let her, my mind now only able to focus on the thought of her lips wrapped around me.
She sank to her knees, smirking up at me, her eyes sparkling.
When she opened her mouth and swallowed my cock whole, I almost came there and then.
My hand fisted in her hair while still letting her control the pace. There was something so fucking hot about seeing her on her knees in the shower, with her mouth full of me.
“I’m close,” I growled. It felt too good. I wanted more, but after having her pussy walls clamping down on me, I was ready to blow.
Her pace increased, a hum in the back of her throat making me groan.
Her mouth was lethal.
Swirls of her tongue around my head were like lightning through my spine, and then she was stroking as she patted me against her extended tongue. My hips flexed as she took all of me again, and it was when she looked up at me, going all the way down to my knot, where she swiped that pink tongue of hers over the sensitive skin, that I lost it.
I came, and I camehard. One hand tangled in her hair, the other resting on the shower wall in a desperate attempt to keep me standing.
Rope after rope of cum filled her mouth, but she swallowed every last drop, her hands squeezing my knot as she did so.
My soul temporarily vacated my body as she kept sucking, even through the aftershocks.
When she finally let my cock go, she smirked up at me, scrunching her nose adorably. “I think we’re going to need another shower.”
Chapter 30
Zeke
“Ithink that’s enough for one damn day,” Clay groaned, wiping the sweat from his brow as we stood back from our handiwork, the screened-in porch section of our omega-suite renovations completed after a day of sweat and elbow grease.
“Yeah, after I hose off a bit, I’ll start haulin’ the deck furniture out there for her. Get the glider set up, so she can relax and listen to the crickets at night.” I stretched my arms above my head, my hands covered with dust and dried bits of paint and wood stain, my hair slicked back with sweat.
“Don’t have to worry about the bugs or any of that nonsense. She can be comfortable when she gets up at night and wants some air,” Clay agreed, pleased with our progress for the day.
“You wanna come down and help me close up the stalls and everything before we call it a night?” I elbowed him gently in the ribs. I knew Clay would just as soon have gone and washed up himself, but I figured, why not guilt the Bossman into helping me finish up for the night? It was so rare to get the extra set of hands.
