Page 119 of Claim & Don't Tell


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My fingers dig into her ass and she sucks in a breath. “That fucking mouth, little omega.”

“Mmm, you love it, especially when it’s wrapped around your?—”

I slam her into a wall of lockers, cushioning the blow with my hands and stealing the rest of her sentence with my tongue. She moans and melts in my arms, softening for me and none of those other fuckers out there.

It’s totally irrational jealousy, but I can’t stand the thought of anyone else but my pack wanting her. She’s ours. Always has been and always will be.

Flicking open her shorts, I yank them and her underwear down. She helps me shimmy them off, dropping her legs until the material falls to the floor and then wrapping them back around me. I slip two fingers inside of her dripping pussy, tasting the little gasps of pleasure, reveling in the way she rides my fingers and clutches my shoulders, like she’s a sinner and I’m the salvation she’s clinging to.

If that’s the case, we’re both going to hell.

My thumb finds her clit right as someone shoves into the locker room.

She screeches and tries to get away. I break the kiss.

“Get the fuck out,” I snarl over my shoulder, crooking my fingers inside of Quinn and reveling in the way her hips buck into my hand.

“Shit, sorry, Dylan.” Ryan tucks tail and leaves.

Good fucking riddance.

“Maybe we should stop,” she rasps.

I circle her clit. “Do you want to?”

“Um.” She bites her bottom lip and searches my face. The good girl I know all too well is trying to ruin our moment.

Adding a third finger, I slowly pump them in and out of her, since she hasn’t told me to stop yet. “Say the word and I’ll stop.”

She glances at the door, furrowing her brow before flicking her gaze back to me.

I rub her clit a little faster and arch my eyebrow. “What’s it going to be, little omega? Stop and go home, or let me fuck you until you scream my name, so all those fuckers know who owns you?”

“Jesus, Dylan.” She laughs under her breath. But that good girl disappears, and in her place is the omega who dared the waves to take her down. The omega who finally gave Brady a dose of his own medicine. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but?—”

My mouth is on hers, and I thrust my digits into her, teasing her nerves until she’s panting and whimpering, begging for release. Her hands move to my gym shorts, tugging them down to free my cock. It’s hard and throbbing and leaking. I slide my fingers out of her and move them to her mouth, pushing past her plump lips until she seals them around me and licks them clean.

Her cunt is so fucking slick, the tip of my cock slides in without resistance, and I hiss, loving how soft and warm she is.

“I don’t have time to knot you, not when they might come in, but”—I push all the way into her and groan—“I’m still going to fuck you like the naughty girl you are.”

She rocks her hips to meet mine, digging her nails into my shoulder to keep herself steady. The metal of the lockers rattles each time I thrust into her. I tug her top down, growling when I see she’s not wearing a bra.

“This top doesn’t work with a bra,” she explains right as I bend and suck her tit into my mouth, rolling my tongue over her nipple, but my back complains about the position.

I softly bite her nipple before wrapping my hands around her and stepping away from the locker. She holds me a little tighter. I manage to pump her up and down my length as I walk, smirking up at her for doubting my strength.

“Scared, little omega?”

“No,” she lies.

Chuckling, I step over one of the benches and sit down, bringing her with me and taking her breast into my mouth again as she starts to grind in my lap, humming in approval. I let her have a few more moments of enjoying the position before I lift her off my lap.

“Dylan,” she whines in protest.

My hands find her hips, and I start to spin her. “Turn around.”

She releases a haughty huff but does as I tell her, stepping over the bench and putting that sweet ass right in my face. I grab it and squeeze.

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