Page 13 of Knot Her Cowboys (Big Sky Omegas #2)

I stepped off the dance floor, Cash at my heels. “I think I need some water.”

“I’ll get you some. Wait right here.”

I leaned against the wall, watching him walk away to join the lined-up crowd at the bar.

“Hey there, little lady.” An alpha sidled up next to me.

“Not interested.”

“Don’t be like that. Let me show you a good time.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m already having a good time, thanks.”

He swept over, boxing me in with his hands pinned on both sides of my head. “I can make it better.”

“Buddy, unless you want a boot to the balls, you need to back off.”

“Come on, gorgeous?—”

“Hey,” Cash snapped as he swept up, abandoning the drink line. “She said back off.”

The alpha flipped Cash the bird. “Why don’t you leave us be? She ain’t got a claim on her.”

I dipped out from between his arms, snatching Cash’s hat off his head and putting it on mine. “Now I do. Fuck off.”

The alpha looked between us before eventually deciding I wasn’t worth the trouble.

“That was a pretty fucking bold move,” Cash said when the alpha had gone. “You shouldn’t tease a cowboy like that. Don’t you know what it means to wear my hat?”

I spun toward him, laying my palm on his chest, my heart crashing against my ribs as I struggled to form the words I knew could make or break us.

I’d claimed myself in public for Cash. If he’d put his hat on me, it would’ve been a declaration of courting, but I’d put it on myself, telling everyone who might be watching I wanted to be his.

Wear the hat, ride the cowboy.

“I know what it means, Cash.”

He licked his lips, gaze searching mine. “Do you?”

“Mhmm. Are you going to do anything about it, Cashy?”

He cupped my cheeks, drawing me up as he bent to meet my lips.

Electricity crackled down my body.

The heat of his touch sank into my bones. Cash wanted me . Hell, I wanted him , and with a desperation I didn’t quite understand. He had been my best friend, my rock, no matter how long I’d let things lapse, and I had taken a sledgehammer to the wall of glass that lived between us.

No going back now.

This was a slope I was ready to slide to the end of no matter how messy the crash landing might be.

His kiss was frantic, full of fire, as I stood on my toes to get closer, hooking my hands in the collar of his shirt. My pussy throbbed, a pitiful sound falling from my mouth to his.

He pulled away, breathing hard, hands sweeping down to pull me closer. “Riley.”

I loved the way he said my name, all breathless and hot.

“Are you sure?”

I nudged him backward into the hall that led to the bathrooms, barely secluded, but with a few less eyes staring at us.

“What about the scen?—”

“Kiss me again, Cash.” I needed him too much right now to waste precious seconds on talking. Whatever needed to be discussed could be handled later.

He groaned as he bent again, scooping me up with his hands beneath my thighs to pin me in place against the wall with his hips. Desire pounded in my blood, my pussy aching to be filled, and my skin begging to be touched.

I couldn’t think about the timing, the future awkwardness, the risk this could pose to my housing situation, or anything else that had the potential to wet-blanket this moment. Cash was alpha to my omega, a friend I cherished, and hopefully very soon a lover as well.

The way he rocked against me had me whimpering into his mouth. If Cash didn’t take me apart soon, I was going to implode.

“Home?” I gasped out when he boosted me up and his lips dropped to my throat.

He picked me up off the wall, carrying me straight out the back exit. “Can’t say this is the direction I expected the night to go.”

“Is it the direction you hoped it would go?” I clung tightly, all four limbs wrapped around him.

Cash laughed. “Might’ve crossed my mind a time or two when you were squirming all over me.”

He wrenched open the passenger door to set me down, but I wasn’t ready to let go of him. I kept my legs locked around his waist and frantically pulled at his shirt.

Cash spared a glance around. We were parked at the far end of the lot, somewhat out of sight from the road.

“Please.” I whined, whole body burning, eager for him to release the building pressure.

“Riley, are you seriously asking me to strip down and fuck you in my truck?” he asked breathlessly.

“ Yes .”

With a quick bark of laughter, Cash dragged his shirt over his head. “Well, all right then. How am I supposed to say no to a request like that?”

“You’re not.” I tilted back, lifting my hips for him to flick open the button of my shorts and yank them down.

“You know, I was planning on taking my sweet time with you the first time you let me touch you.” One of my boots dropped to the ground so Cash could get my shorts off one leg, leaving the garment to hang off my other boot.

“Take your time later.”

Cash snared my hips, pulling me close enough he could rock between my thighs again, the seam of his jeans a heady grind against the thin cotton of my panties. “Sounds like you’re into the idea of a second round. I haven’t even proven I’m worthy of the first.”

“Hurry up, then.” I shifted closer, rocking in turn. “I’ll give you a double gold star if you can get me off in the next five minutes.”

More of Cash’s breathy chuckle had my stomach butterflies flapping away. “I haven’t even gotten a look at you yet.”

I tugged the straps of my tank top down and shoved it around my waist, then unhooked my bra and tossed it behind me. “Feast your eyeballs, then.”

Cash froze, gaze fixed on my bare chest before he moaned, the sound sliding straight into two wistful words: “ Fucking Christ. ”

His lips wrapped around a nipple, hands pressed against my back to bring me up to his mouth. Heat zinged up my spine at the first sweep of his tongue.

I held on to the “oh, shit” handle with one hand, lacing my fingers through Cash’s hair with the other, my whole body vibrating under his attention.

His mouth was eager against my skin, sweeping from one breast to the other and over my throat before claiming my mouth again while he wrestled with my remaining clothing.

My panties joined my shorts, restrained on one ankle by my boot, Cash’s fingers gliding down to take advantage of my freshly exposed pussy.

I moaned into his mouth and spread my knees wider, pressing one leg against the dash.

“Are we sure I’m not dreaming?” He kissed down my throat, fingers lightly teasing over the thatch of hair between my thighs until I impatiently bucked against his hand.

“Thought I might be dead and buried without ever getting this opportunity. I could be hallucinating this right now. Tell me you’re real. ”

“Oh, I am very real. Also very impatient.”

Cash chuckled and slid his fingers through my slick, earning a whimper when he found my clit. “God, you’re so wet. You really want me to fuck you, don’t you?”

“ Yes .” I whined, trying to use the leverage of the handle and seat to rock my hips against his hand.

Cash undid his jeans, freeing his cock to run it along my slick folds. “Okay, but I’m going to demand time to treasure you later. I want to hear every pretty sound you’ll make for me, learn how every inch of you likes to be touched.”

I nodded frantically and hooked my elbow behind his neck. “Treasure later. Fuck now.”

“Yes, ma’am .”

With a quick shift in angle, he notched the tip of his cock at my entrance and I sucked in a sharp breath. Apparently I hadn’t paid quite enough attention to what kind of weapon Cash was packing down there. His easy rocking worked the first inch in, leaving me panting, my skin prickling with sweat.

“Oh my fucking god. Cash, you’re gonna split me in half.”

“Hey.” He laughed lightly. “ I wanted to go slow.”

“I don’t want to go slow.” I pressed my booted heel against his ass cheek. “I can take it.”

“That’s my girl,” he crooned, nipping down my throat. His fingers brushed over my clit, settling into a steady pattern that had me breathing hard, pussy twitching around his tip. “Come for me and I’ll fuck you as hard as you want.”

The most pathetic omega whine I’d ever made fell from my lips. Each flick pulled the tension a little tighter, my muscles struggling to obey to keep me upright while Cash worked his magic.

“ Please, please, please, please .” The words fell from me in desperate whispers until a cry replaced them, slick drenching both of us as my core lit up like an inferno.

He eased in as I spasmed around him, the boost in pressure melting my brain.

Holy shit.

Cash made me come.

Cash made me come.

I didn’t care if this might’ve been some alternate universe twilight zone, because right now I needed him.

“Cash.” I whimpered. “I swear if you don’t start moving, I’m going to lose it.”

“Easy, girl. Give a cowboy a hot second. I’m not gonna let you turn me into a two-pump chump.”

“I wouldn’t care if you were. You’d just knot me faster. Give me all you’ve got.”

Maybe giving him that sort of permission was a mistake.

His eyes lit up with a feral glee, and his first real thrust shoved a wild sound out of my throat, pleasure going off like fireworks.

After that I didn’t have half a second to catch my breath.

Cash fucked me exactly like I wanted him to and I couldn’t do a damn thing except try to keep up.

Mostly that meant surviving the surge of sensation with each movement, the delicious drag as he retreated, and a spike of pressure as he drove in once more, hitting every secret spot that lined my omega pussy.

Cash was a goddamn force of nature.

He took the weight off me, holding me to his chest while he rode me into oblivion. “That’s my good girl. Fuck. Riley, I never thought?—”

“Me—me either.”

I had always been Cooper’s girl. Now I was getting a taste of what it would be like to be Cash’s. And I liked it.

A lot.

I held on as tight as I could until Cash made me detonate, black dots dancing in my vision, my muscles going limp, like all the energy in my body had been stolen to fuel the overwhelming barrage of pleasure.

Cash coaxed me slowly back to life. The soft nuzzle of his cheek against mine, gentle kisses dancing over my skin, until I had the strength to open my eyes.

“Congrats on surviving your first ride on the Cash cannon.”

I burst into cackles, a belly laugh I couldn’t stop until it transitioned into giggles with Cash grinning down at me. “You are ridiculous .”

“Ridiculous and the best fuck of your life. Be honest.”

I laughed again, tucking my forehead against his neck. “Miles better than my recent experiences.”

Cash nuzzled my hair. “They lacked obsession.”

“Are you saying you’re obsessed with me, Cashy?”

“Wee bit.” He flexed his hips and I shuddered. He hadn’t even knotted me yet and I had been thoroughly destroyed. “Little Cash’s crush may have exploded to the surface when you showed back up again.”

I leaned back so I could see his face, and ran my nose along his jaw before pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You had a crush on me back then?”

“Does a bear shit in the woods? You were like the sun from the moment I met you and I was ready for you to burn me to a crisp.”

“You never said.”

“I didn’t wanna make things weird. Plus, I respected the hell out of what you and Cooper had. I love you with or without romance involved.”

My throat tightened. “I never deserved either of you.”

“Hey, none of that. You’re not allowed to be sad when I’m balls-deep.”

I shoved all those feelings back into the box I had left them in years ago. “Sorry, sorry. No sad, only getting rocket launched by the Cash cannon.”

He chuckled, the subtle movements radiating down his body already priming me for more. “Exactly. Ready to be treasured yet, or do I need to send you into the stratosphere again?”