Page 11 of Bad With Love


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His hot breath and the light pressure of teeth against my head pull a moan from me, and I thrust toward his face, my hands in his hair demanding he take me in his mouth.

Taking the hint, he yanks my belt and pants open before he hooks his fingers in my waistband, and I lift my hips, eager to be free of the restrictive fabric.

He makes quick work of my pants, stripping them off me along with my boxer briefs until I lay naked on the bed in front of him. My hard dick hugs tight to my stomach, precum leaking from the tip, and he smears his thumb through the fluid before lifting it to his mouth for a taste.

When he slips his thumb between his lip, my entire body shivers, my dick jumping for attention. Seeing those full lips wrapped around his thumb, tasting my cum, makes me imagine his mouth back at my dick, letting me sink into the heat of his mouth.

That low rumble comes from his chest again as he growls with approval before he reaches down and grasps my knees, spreading my legs apart so he can settle between them. The position leaves me open and exposed, not something I’m used to feeling, but with the fire that burns through me, a fire only he can ease, I don’t care. I’ll show him anything he wants if it means feeling his weight on me once more.

“Look at you.” He runs his palms up my spread thighs, and the fire inside me burns hotter. “This is how you were meant to be. Spread out beneath me.”

His words cut through the haze of lust that muddles my thoughts, reminding me we’re not lovers, we’re not even friends.

“Take a good look,” I spread my legs wider, reveling in the way his gaze focuses on my hard dick, in the way he licks his lips, hungry for another taste of my cum. I feel powerful right now, like I finally have the upper hand with this man, and can’t help but taunt him. “You won’t be seeing this again.”

His heavy-lidded gaze drags up my body with the weight of a physical touch. “Now that your Heat has come, this will happen every month.”

“We don’t know this is Heat,” I deny even as my body burns. “I could have been drugged.”

In answer, he reaches between my legs, bypassing my straining dick and sensitive balls to slip his fingers into the crease of my ass. My hips jerk in response as he finds my entrance. With slick ease, he breaches me, and my ass clenches around his fingers, unfamiliar with the sensation of being filled.

I moan, hips rolling involuntarily, wanting something bigger and deeper. Eyes intent on me, he pushes more fingers into me, letting me ride them. My balls tingle, tension lacing through my muscles, and I whimper in protest when he pulls his fingers free, leaving me empty and wanting.

He lifts his hand to reveal his glistening fingers. The sticky fluid coats my ass and thighs, too, something no Alpha would ever produce.

“You’re an Omega,” he says, pushing home the truth. He brings his fingers to his lips, licking away the fluid, and his eyes darken. “My Omega.”

I shiver as the Command rolls over me, imprinting his name into my flesh and carving it into my bones. Every part of my body cries yes, but I lock my teeth against speaking it. Speaking it makes this real, and that’s just not an option. When this Heat fades, Roman will go back to being my nemesis, and I’ll go back to hating him.

The reminder fades to the back of my mind, though, as Roman strips out of his suit jacket and shirt, revealing a body sculpted from years of sports and working out. Drool fills my mouth at all the hard ridges and deep valleys he reveals. No wonder he lifted me so easily in the elevator. All those muscles put my meager efforts to shame, but by the way he stares hungrily at me, he likes what he sees.

Slowly, he lowers the zipper on his slacks, and his hard cock springs free, the veins on his thick shaft forming ridges, and his tip red and glistening with pre-cum. Touching me excites him, and he stares at me as he fists himself, using his own cum to slicken his cock.

My ass clenches in response, my thighs growing stickier with my need. I’ve never let someone inside me. It’s not something Alphas are supposed to do, and the size of his cock both scares and excites me. There’s no question that he plans to take me, to imprint his body on mine, and I tremble with anticipation.

Smelling my excitement, his nostrils flare, and his self-restraint cracks. He grabs my waist, roughly yanking me farther down on the mattress before he pushes my knees up and out to expose my entrance. Then, his body covers mine, returning that delicious weight to press me into the mattress.

He grabs onto one of my arms, wrapping it around his back, and I eagerly pull him closer, my mouth on his throat as I drag his delicious scent into my lungs. When his cock nudges against me, all thoughts leave my mind except for the need to have him inside me.

Hot kisses pepper my face. “Open your eyes. Look at me.”

Unsure when I closed them, I force my eyes open.

His face hovers over mine, his gaze intense. “Have you ever let someone do this before?”

He rubs against me for emphasis, taunting me without entering.

I moan, my body empty and desperate to be filled. “No.”

“Good.” He reaches between our bodies to grip my straining dick. “No one but me touches you from now on.”

My mouth opens, maybe in agreement or maybe in protest, but he doesn’t give me time to find out as he lines himself up and thrusts forward with a hard snap of his hips.

A moan of pleasure rips from my throat, and I clutch him tighter as sensation swamps me. It should hurt, I know it should hurt. There was little prep done, no real time spent stretching me for his invasion. But all I feel is pleasure as he pulls out, then drives forward, filling me with his hard cock.

The next time he pulls back, I clench around him, desperate to keep him deep inside.

Groaning, he fits my legs high around his waist. “That’s it, learn my shape.”

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