Page 103 of Brandy Snap: Part Two
He sucked in a breath, tension humming between us.
Because there was nothing Caspian loved more than when I grew angry.
His cock instantly pulsed, his legs instinctively spreading as I came in close.
I moulded my body to his, going straight for his lips. He moaned the second I kissed him. As soon as his caramel blended with my vanilla, we both sighed into each other.
Snarls and growls escaped us as I kept a tight hold on his throat. I wouldn’t let him take the upper hand again. He’d submitted once when he had his lips around my cock, and I’d allowed him to fuck me because of his pent-up need. But I would not let him steal all the pleasure simply because he was dissatisfied that he couldn’t fuck an omega he claimed he did not want.
I tugged at his lip, biting him roughly enough to cut the skin. Our bond throbbed as serum flowed from me, blending with his blood, and strengthening our connection again.
We merged together, moving together, my grip loosening as he gave in to me. I loved how he would lose his fight as he submitted to the pleasure I brought him.
Which was why I allowed him another joy by stroking his hardening cock.
He gasped as I wrapped my hand around him, still warm from being inside me, but I wouldn’t let him break the kiss.
The harder I stroked, the more frantic his kisses became, until he held his mouth open for me to suck his tongue and explore. He was too lost in the moment, so he missed my next move.
I looped a hand around his thigh so I could lift his leg. With his raised knee hooked over my arm, it was far easier to spread his asscheeks and line my cock up.
“Hang on, Sin, you have to prepare me, you can’t just—”
“I thought we were here to prove you weren’t a little bitch? You barely prepared me, so let’s see how you enjoy it.”
“I swear I was just joking,” he said as he pushed at my chest.
“This is the problem, Caspian. You really weren’t.” I laid another bite on his shoulder as I jutted my hips forward, testing the give of his ass.
He definitely wasn’t ready. If I forced my cock inside him, it would only hurt the three of us, and possibly Melanie. But I was feeling vindictive.
I hated when I let my darker emotions take over me, but I wasn’t here to let Caspian bully me, or our omegas, again.
Even if he claimed he was furious, he was too placid to go rogue.
Our omegas were the only reason I pulled back, wetted my fingers, and plunged them inside him without mercy as he cried out.
“How long has it been since I fucked you?” I asked him, doing as much as I could to speed up the process. My worn hands weren’t exactly the best for fingering, but they sufficed.
“I don’t know! Four months?” he said as I added a third finger, twisting my wrist, grinding down to the second knuckle.
He groaned again. Desire consumed me as he dropped his weight, pressing his ass back onto my fingers to find more depth.
“It’s been longer than that, Caspian. You rarely let me fuck you. Even during Kai’s last heat, you wouldn’t let me play with your ass.” I hummed as I drew him into another quick kiss, my eyes nearly rolling at his soft whimper. “That’s rather unfair, considering how much I’ve let you fuck me in the past.”
I gave one hard thrust, and my fingers rose to the third knuckle. It didn’t matter how much he complained—his ass still tightened for me.
Nails dug into my shoulder and his head flew back, exposing his throat.
“If I couldn’t feel every time you became needy, I would say you’ve played with yourself without us, Caspian.”
A growl rumbled from him, but the blush on his cheeks told me the truth.
I didn’t want to send him another pulse of love and show him that his behaviour was acceptable, but he looked so tempting that it spilled out of me.
He thought my anger was my sexiest feature, and Caspian’s shy and awkward side was his.
I pulled my fingers from him, lining up my cock.
