Page 98 of Puck Your Friend

I grip her hips and thrust my tongue deeper. Her throat tightens around me as she takes me in further. Each moan vibrates through my cock.

She’s losing rhythm. Her hips roll against my mouth with no control. Her scent is sweet and musky, her body begs to be bred; filled with my cum until it leaks out of her.

She releases me with a gasp,and lifts her ass off my face.

“Alpha, please. I need you.”

My mouth shines with her slick and my cock aches. I need her, too.

I move her aside, grip her thighs firm. “Lie back,” I growl. “Now.”

She lays back without hesitation, legs spread and dripping. Her hands clutch the blanket as she meets my eyes, breathing hard.

My knees hit the blanket between hers. I take hold of her hips and position myself, dragging the head of my cock through her folds. Her breath stutters as I press in, slow and steady, until I’m buried up to my knot.

She arches and moans, the sound cracked and raw. “So full.”

“You take me so well.” I pull back just to thrust deep again.

Her slick coats my cock. I grind slowly, drawing each thrust out until her thighs quake.

She claws at my back. “Harder, please. Need it deeper, Alpha.”

I drive my hips forward, and her gasp turns into a moan. Every thrust lands harder, the slap of skin loud in the still air around us.

I reach between us and rub her clit with two fingers. She jerks and screams, the sound splitting the night. I’m sure all of Heathstead can hear us.

“Come for me,” I growl. “Soak my cock, Omega.”

Her pussy clenches and she breaks. I don’t stop. I keep going, fucking her through it as her walls spasm around me.

She whimpers through the aftershocks. “Still need more.”

“You’ll wait, Omega. Trust me.” I pull out, flip her onto her stomach, grip her waist, and drag her hips up until she’s on her knees. Her back arches, ass lifted, pussy dripping onto the blanket.

Sinking in again from behind and thrust hard, teasing her with my knot but never letting it fully sink in. She cries out, burying her face in the blanket. I hammer into her, holding her in place as I drive my cock in deep, over and over.

Another orgasm should sate her long enough for the drive home and maybe part of the evening.

Her third orgasm builds fast. She shoves back into every stroke, wanting my knot.

“Alpha, please, I need it. I need your knot. Please!”

I lean over her back, lips at her ear. “One more. Then I’ll give it to you.” I scrape my teeth along her nape.

She shudders under me, a sharp gasp breaking from her throat. I bite back the instinct to claim her, to mark her right now and make her mine for good.

I can’t. Not without the others.

Frankie jerks under me, legs slipping as her orgasm hits. I catch her before she folds, still buried deep, still fucking her through the tremors.

I pull out just long enough to flip her again, then lift her legs over my shoulders and sink back in from the front. We face each other. Her eyes are glazed, but a lazy smile pulls at her lips.

Her hand comes up to grip my shoulder. “Now?”

Leaning down, I press my forehead to hers.“Yes.”

I thrust once. There’s a tight stretch, then a pop as my knot slips past her entrance and locks into place. Her mouth opens in a silent scream. Her walls clamp down, her back arching into me. She grips my biceps so hard she draws blood.