“Why does that feel so good?”
The complexities of pain and pleasure, subservience and domination will have to be a separate conversation. So I keep it simple.
“Because it’s me doing it to you.”
“Fuck me, please,” she asks softly.
I unzip myself, pulling my cock out of my pants and fisting the base. I tease her, drawing my tip around her entrance and covering it with slick. She pushes harder against me, and I spank her again.
The keening noise that slips out of her is pure fucking bliss.
“Don’t rush me, Maisie. I want to savor you.”
“Yes, Alpha,” she replies. The words are nearly mindless with her anticipation and I can’t stop the purr that rumbles through my chest.
“Such a good girl for me. I like that, I like that a lot.” I accentuate the words with another smack on her arse, kneading the flesh before pushing my cock inside her.
Maisie nearly falls over the table and I grab her by the waist, making sure her hips aren’t pressed against the hard edge.
I’m nearly holding her upright as I wrap another hand around her chest, squeezing her breast. They’re a perfect handful.
I breathe in against her hair, wishing more than anything I could scent her, that I was leaving this room with her claiming scent dripping off me.
My hips slap against her as I fuck her and she’s doing her best to keep her noises soft, not like anyone could hear her with the music and where we are, but regardless, those noises are for me and for no one else.
Maisie can barely stand, so I pull out and spin her around, picking her up and plopping her on my desk.
She doesn’t hesitate, dragging her fingers through my hair and unsheathing it from its tie. She kisses me passionately as I savor her body.
As I slip into her I let myself fall into the hopeless bliss that is Maisie Taylor.
19
maisie
I thinkI might be the horniest Omega on the planet, or maybe my avoidance of every single Omega instinct is catching up to me, because I needed this.
When Greer touches me, it’s like I don’t have to think, I don’t have to worry, and it’s really fucking nice to just let myself go.
My ass is slightly tender when he places me on the desk, but the sensation only has me acting more brazenly as I tug on his shirt.
I’m kind of obsessed with how fit both of these men are, and I want to soak up as much of their muscular bodies as I can.
Greer grabs it at the neck and tosses it off. He snatches the bottom of my sweater and pushes it to my neck, pulling the cups of my bra and taking one bud into his mouth.
Instead of leaning back on my elbows or flat on my back, I hold on to him as tightly as I can. He’s so warm and comforting and I just kind of want to crawl into the Alpha’s skin if I’m being honest. He tugs one of my boots off and attempts to get my tights off one of my legs.
Greer is frantic the moment he has access to my pussy, thrusting into me hard, nearly rocking the desk. He pants, a hardgrip on my ass and the nape of my neck as he slips in and out of me.
“Knot me,” I mumble out.
He lets out a soft laugh and shakes his head. “Give me one good orgasm now and I’ll knot you all fucking night tonight against soft pillows.”
I moan, because soft pillows do actually sound way better than getting knotted against this hard desk.
Reluctantly, I let go of his biceps and he helps me lie back against the table. His gaze shifts from where he’s entering me, to my bouncing breasts, to my face.
With shaky fingers, I slide my hand between my legs. I’ve never touched myself in front of someone before and there’s a little bit of insecurity riding me, but when Greer looks at me like I’m the sexiest thing he’s ever seen it disappears.
