I watched her face. She was still biting her lip, but her eyes had fallen shut. What was she imagining? That it was my hand stroking her? She moaned again, and her eyes found mine.
I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Stop. Take them off.” My voice was a growl, so feral I hardly recognized it as my own.
I hadn’t known it was possible for her scent to get even stronger when it was already making my head buzz and my blood simmer, but when she slipped off her panties it doubled.
Her pussy was as pink as her nipples, glazed in slick, and gaping. At the apex, her swollen clit was fully exposed, and I almost thought I couldseeit throbbing.
I had to grip the blanket beneath me to stop myself from gripping her thighs and diving in, face first.
“Fuck,” was all I could say for a moment. I cleared my throat. “Touch your clit again. Slowly.”
Bridget circled it with her finger. My mouth watered as I watched her, imagining how sweet her slick would taste.
“Nathan,” she moaned. “Please.”
“I’ve got you, princess,” I said. “Fuck yourself with your fingers.”
She slid two fingers, her middle and ring fingers, into that gaping pussy with a moan of relief. Her other hand still circled her clit.
“Harder,” I said.
She complied, then added her index finger. Her eyes were on me the whole time. Her finger stroked her clit faster.
I didn’t dare touch myself. I would lose what control I had.
“You’re doing so well,” I said.
“It’s not enough,” she whined, fucking herself with her hand. “I need you. Please, Alpha. Please.”
I moved closer to her, still far enough away that I wouldn’t touch her. “One day, I’m going to fuck you, princess. Is that what you want?”
She cried out, nodding frantically. “Yes. Please.”
My cock throbbed, begging to sink into her soft, pink heat, and I gritted my teeth. “I’m going to taste you first, though. I’m going to suck on your clit and fuck you with my tongue until your sweet slick is gushing all over my face.”
“Oh god,” Bridget said, biting her lip again. Her legs shook.
“And then I’m going to knot you, lock myself inside you, and pump you full of my cum until it leaks down your legs.” I moved closer, as close as I dared let myself get, and growled in her ear, “Come for me, princess.”
She orgasmed with a scream. Another gush of slick around her fingers as I watched her pussy pulse. She buckedher hips and arched her back, still circling her clit with unsteady strokes. I could have watched for hours.
After a few moments, her body calmed, and she caught her breath. I wanted to hold her more than ever, but I drew a throw blanket over her instead.
I could tell when the heat spike haze lifted fully, and Bridget came back to herself. Her eyes popped open, and she looked at me in horror.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” she said, sitting up and scooting away from me.
I tried a small smile. “Are you ever going to stop apologizing to me?”
She shook her head, went to cover her face with her hands, then stopped. They were still covered in her slick and I almost begged to lick them clean. “No. Not for this. Oh, my god.”
This wasn’t going how I wanted. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about pri— Bridget,” I said. “I… enjoyed myself.”
Enjoyed myself?What the hell did that mean? I wanted to tell her it was the greatest ten minutes of my life thus far, but with how skittish she already was, I couldn’t bring myself to elaborate.
“Wasn’t that… weird for you?” Bridget asked.
