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Piper’s laugh was cut off by a moan as I pushed forward, stretching her full with one thrust.
All of me wanted to bask in the feeling of her walls clutching me, but I remembered that time really was of the essence. I gripped her hips, anchoring myself as she held on to Montana’s desk for dear life. The pace I set was brutal, taking us both to the edge in no time. Piper felt so damn good wrapped around me, slick pouring from her as I rocked in and out of her tight pussy.
“Oh god, Dakota…” Piper reached back, finding my fingers on her hip and squeezing them tightly. “It’s so damn good.”
“Yes, it is, pretty girl. Ugh,” I groaned as my knot pulsed, fighting even more to keep myself from shoving inside her perfect, little cunt. I couldn’t. We didn’t have the time, and damnit, I’d be enjoying a take two on this quick interlude so that I could later.
Maybe after watching her finally take Montana’s knot.
That was one hell of a thought, and damn, did it make me all the harder. I hoisted Piper’s knee up onto the desk, creating the perfect angle to sink even deeper. She let out a tiny squeak, and I grinned from ear to ear as her pulsing pussy milked my cock for all that it was worth.
Just as we were cresting that edge, I heard it.
Footsteps from the kitchen.
It wasn’t our daughter—she would be clattering around like a herd of elephants—but one of the guys.
Leaning down, I placed my lips next to Piper’s ear. “Now you’re going to have to berealquiet, pretty girl, or you’re going to have a lot of attention, and I don’t think you’ll be getting off this desk anytime soon.”
At my words, her walls clamped down on me so hard, I was pretty sure I saw stars.
She liked that idea.
That sent my mind into a tailspin thinking of all the ways I could have fun with that. But for now, I needed to make my omega come, and she was close.
Reaching around, my fingers found her clit with ease. All I had to do was give it the slightest of touches, and she was coming on my cock, her walls desperately seeking my knot, which I was keeping back.
The hand that wasn’t on her clit covered her mouth, muffling her shouts of pleasure.
It took everything in me to avoid knotting her. She was perfection, and resistance was nearly impossible.
The footsteps got closer, and my movements became frantic.
When my release hit me like a wrecking ball, I sank my teeth into her neck, not hard enough to break the skin, but hardenough to ground me as the head of my cock sat in her entrance, filling her with my cum, making her smell like me.
Some bodily fluids made it onto the floor and desk I noticed with a smug, satisfied smile.
“You’re the best,” I panted, resting my head on Piper’s shoulder as we both did our best to catch our breaths.
“You’re not half bad,” she said with a laugh. “But if you add another tally mark to that post, Iwillrefuse to let you touch me for a month.”
A bubble of air caught in my throat as I sputtered.
Chapter 34
Clay
Piper had been working so hard to keep the house running that I felt she deserved a much-needed evening off.
Preferably an evening where she didn't have to cook or clean and could relax, but considering my pack mates and I were far from culinary geniuses, I decided the best option was to take her into town for some fun and food.
After rushing through my work on the ranch for the morning, I returned to the house to find Piper humming lightly to herself as she cleaned the kitchen while Maisie amused herself by drawing with crayons as she sat at the counter.
“Hey, we’re going out tonight,” I said, coming up behind her so her back was pressed against my chest.
“Tonight?” Piper asked. I could practically hear the frown in her voice.
“The guys have agreed to go to Evelyn’s with Maisie and get some takeout, and you and I are going to go have some fun and eat something cooked with a pound of lard.”
