Page 44 of Forbidden Bonds
They fade away.
Clothes are shoved aside in a blur. She guides me in, dropping onto my length. Stars explode behind my eyes as her heat swallows me whole.
“God,” she gasps, her small teeth finding my throat.
My head drops back against the headrest and my eyes clamp shut. My hands grasp her hips, bouncing her on my length. Our lips meet and my tongue shoves into her mouth.
Her fate is sealed, tied to mine forever. She’s seen the worst of me and still chooses to stay.
Connection. Beating hearts. Pleasure.
A desperate coupling that drives me toward completion.
She moves with me, rising and falling, her inner walls caressing my cock.
Her fingers are in my hair again, nails scraping over my skull. My knot was already swelling, growing. The pressure is building, the desperate need to lock us together.
“Jesus,” somebody mutters in the front. I couldn’t give a fuck.
“Bite me,” she says, wet lips against my ear before she nips down on the lobe. “Please.”
My knot reaches the point of no return.
Advisable? Definitely not.
Is that going to stop me? Not a chance.
My fingers tighten on her ass, pushing her down, forcing her pussy to yield. My teeth find fresh unclaimed territory on the other side of her throat, breaking the skin again, tasting blood.
She cries out, the sound muffled against my temple, her pussy milking me.
All I hear is our heartbeats as I empty into her with a groan.Mine.I growl against her skin as I pulse cum into her. I grind her deeper, rocking her against me, prolonging the pleasure, claiming every drop as she shakes and spasms around me.
“I hope to fuck you two are done,” Zeb mutters in the front. “We’re here, and we are not going around the block again.”
My chest is still tight, but the edge of panic is banked for now. The respite won’t last. Outside this SUV, a showdown is waiting.
Larissa
I come back to reality with an unpleasant jolt. Mortification arrests me. I’ve just been intimate in the back of an SUV, while Zeb and another soldier, whose name I don’t even know, are sitting right there in the front.
I giggle.
Rhett cuts me a glare that saysWhat the fuck is wrong with you?But then his frown disappears, and he chuckles too.
“As distractions go, baby, that was something else.”
I blush. Despite the awkward situation of our crazy escapade and being knotted, this all feels so natural: a little taste of what life might have been like for us if we had met in the usual omega-controller pairings that happen all the time.
Only I’m not an ordinary omega.
And he is not an ordinary alpha, not even a controller. To me, he is something far better. Danger awaits us, along with an uncertain future. So, no, I’m not going to lose sleep over rerouting an important military operation around a city block. And I don’t even care that my trousers are around my knees and they’re cutting off the circulation to the lower half of my legs, nor that we’ve made a mess. Not even that the two soldiers in the front are aware of what we did.
His fingers tighten around my waist, but before I can even begin a protest, he’s lifting me off. I hiss, but it’s already done, and a gush of our collective cum saturates the top of my thighs.
He drops me onto the seat beside him. “Are you alright?”
“Yes.”No!I bat his fingers away when he tries to help me.
