Page 148 of The Bounty

I pump him with my hand, working his thick length in my fist as his breath hitches, and he leans down to kiss me.

“Fuck, I want to be inside you,” he whispers against my lips, as my thumb plays with the piercing on his cockhead. “Want to claim you. Fuck you full of my cum.”

I moan, feeling his length inflate, and my cunt clenches.

“Yes,” I gasp. “Claim me, Alpha.”

With a groan, he pulls away from my grasp, rinses his body, and turns off the shower.

I whimper at the lost connection as he opens the glass door, but he returns quickly, wrapping me in a plush towel.

I sigh at the contact, the fabric delicious against my over sensitized skin.

“Come on, baby,” he says, bundling me up in another oversized fluffy cloth. “Let’s get you to bed.”

Within moments, I’m towel-dried and naked on my back, luxuriating on the blankets.

Killian climbs on top of me, his naked chest to mine, his nipple piercings grating against my skin.

“I wanted to go slow,” he groans, as he situates himself at my entrance. “But I don’t think I can.”

I thrust my hips up, rubbing my core on the tip of his length.

“Don’t go fucking slow,” I hiss, wrapping my legs around him. “Fucking take me.”

With a roar, he slams all the way inside me, so hard the bed jolts with his movement.

I turnferal.

I snarl, lifting my hips up to meet his thrusts, his balls slapping against my ass as he fucks me thoroughly. I moan into his mouth, biting his lip so hard I taste blood.

“Fuck,” he snarls against my lips. “Take my cock, Omega.”

“More,” I hiss out, my breasts bouncing as he pounds into me. My clit throbs, desperate to be touched.

“You want more?” He pants, licking a stripe down my neck. “You want me to leave bruises on your pretty skin? Is that what you want?”

“God, yes,” I hiss. “Make me take it, Alpha.”

But as soon as I say it, he pulls out of me, and I whine from the loss of contact. But he sits on his knees, his cock soaked with our fluids, as he pulls my hips.

“On your hands and knees,” he orders, and I flip over onto my stomach. “Lift that ass. Let me see it.”

I comply and arch my back, giving him a view of my backside.

“Holyfuck,” he growls, bringing his hand down on my asscheek. I yelp from the sting, but slick drips down my thighs.

“You look perfect like this,” he growls, positioning himself behind me. “A fucking vision.”

And when he enters me, I gasp at the sensation.

“Fuck, you’re tighter this way,” he growls, gripping my hips as he pounds into me. “I’m not going to last long, sweetheart.”

His fingers dip to reach my clit, and I see stars.

I climb higher with each thrust, struggling to stay upright on my hands and knees.

He’s ruthless as he takes me, but I love every moment of it.