Page 58 of Players and Pages
My body was wound tight, my pussy aching and dripping. When he pulled away Griff spun me in his arms, guiding me off my feet and carrying me down the hall. I was dropped on a soft mattress, his scent so strong here I knew it was his.
“You had your taste,” Griff growled. “Now she gets my knot.”
“Yes,” I cried out, spreading out for him as my hands squeezed at my breasts, desperate for relief. I swear despite three incredible orgasms, my body was still so fucking needy and desperate.
It was all I could think about. Their scents and pheromones sending me into a near feral frenzy.
“Is this just a heat spike?” Jackson asked, worry in his tone.
“Yes,” I breathed out. “Just give me a knot. Please.”
The pathetic whimper had Griff moving. He tossed his boxers aside, eyes locking onto mine as he lined himself up.
“You want my knot, omega?”
“Yes, alpha,” I pleaded. He pushed forward. In true Griff style, he didn’t slide in slow and steady, he slammed his hips, claiming me all at once, stretching me so I had no choice but to take all of my alpha.
My body was so sensitive, but the slick made sure there was no pain. He rested there, giving time for the burning stretch to calm before I was scraping my nails down his back, legs locking around him and pushing him deeper.
“More, alpha. I need more.”
“Then you’ll have it,” he promised before he leaned over me, hips pistoning into me with enough force that the bed wasslamming into the wall. Our breathing was erratic, whimpers and groans filling the air.
I couldn’t look away from his blazing, dark blue eyes holding me captive. They had a way of capturing my attention in the moment so the rest of the world faded and now was no different.
“Bite me, alpha?”
His eyes widened, the question on his face before he could speak the words.
“Yes. I’m sure… if you want to.”
He laughed, low and husky. “I don’t want to, omega. I need to.”
My heart nearly stopped until he finished speaking, then I was melting. His fingers slid down between us, teasing my clit. He followed my whimpers and reactions, easily bringing me to the edge again. I was so fucking sensitive that it was almost blinding as my orgasm hit, waves of pleasure making my vision darken.
Then his teeth were clamping down on my shoulder, the bond forming with a wave of pure adoration and blinding pleasure. My vision came back right as he tensed, his own orgasm tearing through him with an animalistic growl.
I lunged forward, biting him back, teeth sinking into the muscle on his shoulder, branding him as mine forever.
His knot swelled, pushing me and soothing that aching part of me. We fit together perfectly and I collapsed back, fingers trailing over the mark I gave him, admiring my work.
If it was a little higher so it was visible in uniform, well that was on purpose.
He collapsed on me then, holding me tight to him.
“So fucking perfect, omega. And all mine,” he said into my skin, pressing kisses down my neck before sliding his tongue over the mark. It was so sensitive I bucked my hips but protestsbehind him had him groaning, yet releasing me the moment his knot let me go. “I guess I can share.”
I smiled up at him, knowing damn well it looked dopey and half-drugged. This bonding thing was intense.
“Mine,” Jackson grumbled, shoving Cy away before he was pulling me up and rolling over so he was on his back and I was straddling his hips. “I need to see you as you use me, sweets.”
For a brief moment I worried I was too heavy but he raised one eyebrow as if to say, ‘did I stutter’ and that was enough for me to shift, lifting my hips and impaling myself on his thick cock.
“Fuck,” we cursed out at the same time. Despite what Griff and I had done, my body was already desperate all over again.
I’d never really experienced heat spikes like this. With someone else. Always at home alone, slightly miserable and needy, using toys and taking naps.
I preferred this.
