Page 111 of Running on Empty

“Do you like being told how good you make me feel when you eat me out?”

I was teasing him, but he didn’t realise the knife cut both ways. I just wanted his tongue, his lips on me, but the longer we played at this, the more I needed just that.

“You’re very good. Did you study that too, how best to please me?” A slow kiss was pressed into my inner thigh as he stared at me. “You must’ve because you’re…”

My smart mouth snapped shut as he thrust his tongue inside me. I could feel his chin work, his stubble rake across my skin as he tried to get deeper. To fill me right up with him.

But it wasn’t enough.

I needed more, my hands slapping down on my breasts until Jax sidled up and took over. His cunning fingers found my nipples, then tortured them slowly as I began to writhe. I was getting closer and closer and I mumbled that out, one long rambling string of praise for my guy until Ronan moved forward.

My eyes flicked open as he grabbed my head, forcing his mouth down on mine, swallowing my gasps. Then I was plucked from my place on his brother’s face and deposited far lower.

“Time to seal the deal, beautiful. You’ll have all our cum inside you before this day is through, but right now you need Ash’s.”

There was almost a question to his words and I nodded enthusiastically, right as Jax lifted me up and Ash’s hands slapped down around his cock.

“You fucking impudent little shit,” he snapped, as I moved with teasing little movements, brushing the crown of his cock against me, feeling it snag at my entrance, but not let myself sink down.

That feral growl Ash made as he took over, pulling me from his brother’s grasp and then throwing me face down on the bed. One hand went around my wrists to stop me from trying to get away and the other gripped his cock, lining it up in one second and then driving it into me in the other.

Ash would no doubt be horrified that just then, I saw the Spencers. For just a second, I felt them do the same to me. He would have stopped right away, rather than long dicking me hard and fast, making me feel every inch of him. But it wasn’t for them that I spread my thighs wider, let them in deeper, only Ash. I wanted everything he had to give and more, clinging to the bedding as he gave me the ride of my life.

People want abuse sufferers to move on, never mention the horrors of what had happened again, so they could go back to believing in the illusion that they were immune to all of that, so the reality of recovery would be a difficult thing for Ash to swallow. I’d see, feel, hear the Spencers on some level or another at inopportune moments in my life, even when it was only a fleeting thing. But what had happened didn’t define me, so rather than shrink away from my alpha, I slammed my hips back, feeling the way our bodies crashed into each other and I loved every percussive stroke.

I was here, with Ash, with my pack and I couldn’t have been happier.

Orgasm came strangely. I couldn’t stroke my clit and neither could he in this position, forcing me to get where I needed on friction alone. His cock seemed to drag itself over every nerve ending, forcing them to scream on the down stroke, only to be rewarded with more. It was brutal, elemental and I fucking loved every bit of it, my whole body feeling like it was coming alive until…

“Fuck…” Ash sounded destroyed. “Getting close. You need to come, omega. Fucking come!”

My body knew its master, even as my mind refused to cede a fucking inch to him and in the end, during this power struggle, we both won. My cunt clamped down on him, right when he let out a guttural groan and that’s when the world transformed. No longer ruled by the laws of physics, I felt, was, pleasure, becoming weightless and bodiless with it, even as I felt everything inside ripple with the waves washing through me.

“Fuck, I’ve just blown my fucking load and I want to knot you,” Ash said, grinding the hard evidence of it against my swollen cunt.

“Do it.” I collapsed down into Ronan’s lap, his hands stroking my hair as I sucked in breaths. “Give me everything you’ve got, Ash Kelly. I can take it. Be a very good boy and give me your knot.”

He let out a growl of frustration at the sound of that, his brothers cackling at Ash being called a good boy. But he did it anyway, Jax’s fingers playing with my clit as Ash slowly but surely forced his knot in and then we were coming all over again.

“You want to control every fucking thing, Ash,” Ronan told his brother, his fingers sliding down my breastbone. “You want to enjoy our omega’s surrender. But the thing you’ve never worked out is when we all give in, we get so much more.”

Ash cradled me to his chest, the feel of his arms around me, his breath on my neck pleasing me on a whole other level. My hands clung to those arms, not willing to let him go.

“I’m starting to see that,” he said, placing a kiss on my shoulder. “But maybe I need a few more lessons…”

Chapter64

Night bled into day in a sensual haze. I wasn’t coming into heat yet, but instead burned with the incessant need for my guys that came from the forging of something new. Ash insisted we eat and drink, damn him, trying to compromise by doing so in bed. But when I leaned back against Ronan as Jax smeared honey… He pulled rank then, ordering us out of bed and to the dining table to eat something.

But as soon as we were finished? We were right back in bed or somewhere close to it and the guy who led us there? Ash more than half the time. So it was no surprise that I was standing panting against the tiled wall of the bathroom, Ash thrusting himself in and out of me with this slow, steady pace that was driving me insane and me? I was working myself backwards, trying to suck him deeper with each stroke.

“They…” He swivelled his hips, his cock feeling like it was raking across my walls, driving me out of my mind. “They want you to come down and talk to Charlie.”

“And I just want to come.” I stopped my hips, rocking them from side to side as I felt his knot start to breach me. I felt the ache that was a constant in my life now, as it began to slip in. “You can do that for me. Be a good boy and make me come and I’ll—”

“You need to stop fucking doing that,” he growled, slapping his hands down on mine and then pushing hard, forcing me to take him.

“What, indulging your raging praise kink? Because you are making me feel so fucking good right now.”

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