Page 92 of Lost
Nova whines, her hips jerking up to get more friction against me. Hmm. I think she needs to come before she gets another kind of release.
“Please,” she whimpers. “I’m?—”
Her body is trembling with need, and I can feel how hot her cunt is against my jeans.
“Give us a second, Caleb?” I yell, my hand moving her body until she’s straddling my thigh. “I have to help our omega with something.”
“Please don’t edge her,” my brother mutters. I can tell he’s not far, and I’m unsurprised. This house is maybe eight hundred square feet, if that.
Where is he going to go?
The front door opens and closes, and I slide my hand under the layers of her clothes until I can squeeze her breast. She’s not wearing a bra, allowing me easy access. I guess she figured that her layers would hide her large, bouncing breasts, but I noticed them when she opened the door earlier.
“Use me,” I growl, shifting my thigh underneath her so it grinds against her clit. Her eyes widen, and I smirk as I roll my thumb over her nipple and pull. “You’re going to come hard and fast for me, aren’t ya, baby?”
“Maybe,” she breathes, gasping as I move the hand holding her ass. I think she needs a little encouragement to be less of a brat. Using my grip on her ass, I roll her over the hard muscles of my thick thigh to impress how serious I am about this. “Oh, fuck.”
“Maybe if you’re very good and show me how much slick you have after you come for me, I’ll consider it,” I say, winking at her to show I’m not completely serious.
Her noises get louder as I work her over while I keep her heavily pinned to the wall. I swallow a few down as I kiss her, my hand tightly squeezing and pulling at her nipple.
“I don’t even know what that means,” she mewls. “Fuck, that feels so good.”
“Are you going to give me a pretty little wet spot on your pants?” I ask. “Fuck the little, I want you to have to change out of them because you’re so damn soaked.”
“Lars, I’m close,” she gasps. “Shit. I’m going to make a mess.”
“Game on, Baby Girl. Show me,” I growl, shoving all of her layers of clothing up so I can suck on her tits.
All the while her hips thrust and rock over my knee, her head drops back as she tells me how good it feels with her noises. My teeth worry and pull at her nipple, getting a feel for how much pain she likes without breaking skin.
Tyde’s bite mark is covered, but I noticed it this morning. I’m surprised it looks so fresh. I need to ask him why that is, because it should have at least started healing.
Pushing any thoughts away that don’t involve Nova coming all over my thigh, I suck harder on her breasts, getting as much of them in my mouth as possible. I pretend it’s her clit, my tongue rolling her nipple in my mouth in between sucking on them.
Nova’s hands move from clutching my arms, to my clothes, to holding on for dear life to my unruly hair as she screams out her release.
“What did I ask for, Nova?” I ask. My voice is so deep I barely recognize it, and there’s a thread of feralness to it.
“You’re serious?” she asks, her chest heaving. I can feel her slick soaking through her pants, and I curl my lip at her.
“Fuck yeah I was,” I say leaning forward to suck on her bottom lip. “Show me how much your pussy enjoyed grinding on my thigh, Nova.”
Her face is flushed with heat as she pushes her hand down her pants, and I grunt as my cock jumps and thickens even more against my zipper. I’m going to throw out all of my jeans at this point.
“Don’t skimp on my cream,” I murmur, watching her. Her nipples are hard enough to cut diamonds, her breasts red from my attention to them. “Shove those fingers in your filthy, greedy cunt and show me how much you enjoyed what we just did.”
“Lars,” she gasps, but I watch as she bows her body to do exactly what I need. “Like this?”
I love how her needy voice asks, so eager to please me. It’s not performative, it goes beyond a disgusting alpha bark, she wants to show me the evidence of her release. Even if I may be pushing her slightly out of her comfort zone.
“Are they covered in your cum yet?” I ask, wrapping her in my arms to hug her tightly. Fuck, why haven’t I just held her more?
I’m such a damn idiot. My lips trail up her jaw, teeth occasionally scraping along it as well.
“Pump those fingers for me,” I groan, loving the lewd sounds coming from her pussy. “Now, let me see, baby.”
Leaning back, I gaze at her as her eyes hood, her breaths coming so fast that her tits sway a little as she pulls her fingersout of her wet cunt and runs over her mound as she pulls out her hand. Her fingers are covered in slick, and it’s threatening to run down them as I open my mouth and deep throat them to catch every drop.
