Page 10 of Laid By the Liner


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She closes her teeth over my digit and glares until the sweetness of the jam hits her tongue. Her pupils grow and shrink as she breathes through her nose. Uncertainty plays over her features.

I dip the thumb of my other hand into the jam, stick it into my mouth, and lick it clean before raising an eyebrow and wiggling the finger trapped between her teeth.

She closes her eyes, only to snap them open when I growl.

I glance down at the towel covering our bodies and lower my free hand to her hip.

“Suck, little omega,” I demand as I flex my fingers into her flesh.

Her legs tremble around me and the slightest trickle of wetness teases my cock.

She seals her lips around my digit and obediently licks the jam from my finger. I groan as she swallows, then bite back a curse as I slip my finger free of her mouth. The sensual glide of her tongue over my digit reminds me of the tight, wet heat of her throat around my cock.

I feed her from my hand and watch as her apprehension slowly fades. She accepts the first few morsels with distrust, but her hunger wins, and eagerness emanates from her with each bite. The lift of her chin as I ferry more food between her impatient teeth fills me with yearning and pride.

Her tension drains as her belly fills, and delight and frustration war within me as she forgets she’s draped over my lap with her sex mashed against mine. She stays relaxed even when I slide my forearm under her shoulders and tip the glass to her lips.

Her nose scrunches when she tastes the water. She aims accusatory eyes up at me but continues to drink when I tilt the glass some more.

“It’s not drugged, Bette,” I say after ensuring she drains the contents.

“Then why does it taste so weird?” she asks as I set down the cup.

“I added vitamins and minerals. You’re too weak. You’ll need all the nutrients possible to survive your first heat.”

She stiffens. Her pupils shrink and her attention wavers as my hard shaft pulses between her legs.

“I don’t think vitamins and minerals will save me from you,” she whispers.

I chuckle and tuck her hair behind her ear.

“You’re right, tiny tigress. Nothing will save you from me. The moment your scent ripens, I’ll be balls deep inside you. You’ll be locked on my knot for days,” I purr.

Her nipples pebble as the towel slips down, and I lift her until her breasts rub against my front. She arches her back, but I splay my fingers over her nape and pin her to me with my forearm along her spine.

I bury my face in her hair and fight the urge to grind against her pussy.

“You’re so close,” I murmur after a long inhale.

She shivers, almost shredding the thin thread of my control, and presses her fists against my sides. I tighten my hold on her nape and skim my fingers along the shell of her ear.

“I don’t want this,” she whispers.

I strengthen my purr and tilt my hips. The tight bundle of nerves nestled above her opening glides along the underside of my cock and a fresh trickle of slick coats my shaft.

“You need this,” I retort.

She shakes her head in denial.

I snarl and stand. She squeaks and clings to me at the sudden movement, but I stalk to the sleeping nook and dump her on the mattress.

“Nest,” I snap before reaching up and knocking the blankets off the highest shelf.

I smirk as her fear morphs to delight. She wraps her arms around the bundle of fabric and pulls it to her face with the cutest sigh. Lust pulses down my spine and throbs through my shaft.

I sweep another stack off the top shelf and enjoy her sounds of elation as pillows rain down on her, but when I step forward to reach the stack in the far corner, she emits a low growl.

My hackles rise at the challenge. I drop to my knees and crawl over her before pinning her down by her neck.

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