Thankfully, we’re soon pulling onto the driveway, Drax bringing the car to a jarring halt. He throws opens my door in a heartbeat and doesn’t shut it behind him as he carries me inside like a bride crossing the threshold for the first time. The moment we’re in the entrance way, the scent of the pack hits me—the smell of safety—and my lungs finally expand fully.
He sprints up to the nest, then I let out a sharp cry before entering. “Sneakers! I don’t want your sneakers in my nest!”
He places me on my feet, grumbling. Obviously, my nest carpet is the last of his concerns as he kicks off his shoes then looks down at me, waiting expectantly. Now that the “rescue” is over, he looks unsure, burying his hands in his pockets as I take off my own shoes.
“Do you want to wait for Adler?”
“Adler?” I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his face to meet mine. He’s radiating heat like a furnace. “I want you, Drax.”
He kisses me with the enthusiasm of a starving animal, his tongue sweeping through my mouth as he backs me toward the bed. My hands are already under his shirt, clawing at his rippling back muscles, desperate to eradicate the agonizing ache in my core.
“Off!” I pull at his shirt so hard I hear a rip.
He drags it over his head, revealing the stunning map of ink painting his torso. There’s a serpent surrounded by waves that cover every inch of him. I paw at his pants, sliding my handunder his waistband to greet his silky tip. I can’t wait to have him inside me. It’s been too long…
Irritated by the scratchy feel of my clothes, I hoist my tee off and unclasp my bra before Drax has a chance to, dropping both to the floor. Drax stares at me, gaping as I pry off my wet leggings, getting instant relief when I’m no longer trapped in the clingy fabric.
“You’re perfect.” His eyes roam over me, clearly admiring what he sees as his enormous hands grab my ass, kneading my skin.
I squeeze my eyes shut as a massive cramp comes from the base of my stomach.
“What is it?” He tenses. “Did I hurt you?”
“It’s just the cramps,” I groan. “They get worse… until I get…”
“Until you get a knot.”
“Please, Drax.” I wrestle with his belt, the jingling metal making me crazy with frustration. “I need you.”
“Sabs…” He pulls back slightly. “Maybe we should wait for the others? I don’t know if I can… If I’m going to be enough.”
Insecurity blankets me, my bottom lip trembling. “You don’t want me?”
“No, fuck, no!” He grips my shoulders, the contact sending a carnal bolt of lightning through me. “I always want you.”
My pussy pulses. “Then give me what I need.”
“I-I-I…” He looks down, his voice quiet and unsure. “I haven’t had sex since… You know. I don’t know if I can lock you. It’s different for alphas who present late.”
“I don’t care if you can lock or not.” Pure need overrides my brain as I shove him down onto the bed. “I just need your cock inside me before I self-combust.”
He nods, flashing me a small smile as I tear his pants down. I’m not sure what I’m expecting to see, but there’s no obvious ball of muscles at the base of his cock like a typical alpha knot.Still, his cock is thick and long, and like the rest of his body, covered in ink.
“Woah…” I stroke his length, tracing the inked dagger on his shaft. “This is new.”
“We haven’t had sex in years,” he reminds me. “Not since that one time.”
“Doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about it.” I bend down, swirling my tongue around his velvety head. His thighs clench, turning as hard as stone. God, I want this. I wanthim.
I climb on top of him, leaving a shimmering trail of slick across his stomach.
“Your slick…” His eyes roll back. “It smells… I didn’t know anything could smell so good.”
I straddle him, my knees on either side of his head. He grasps my hips so hard that it’ll leave marks tomorrow as his tongue laps at my folds. I whimper as I gaze down at him, gyrating onto him and taking what I need. His tongue is extraordinarily wide, a rough, warm muscle that ripples across my clit. My skin tingles from the friction as I grind against him, not stopping until an orgasm rolls over me in a crashing tidal wave. Despite the bliss and euphoria, the sight of him licking my clit makes my empty cunt throb with jealousy.
My discomfort has been temporarily abated, but I need more.
I crawl back down his body. I taste tart cherry on his lips as we kiss, taking his girth in my fist. He’s so wide I can barely wrap my fingers around him.
