Page 69 of When She Needs Them Most
He pops up, and I can finally see him again. He licks his lips and smiles as he pulls off his long-sleeve T-shirt. “How about you flip over for me?”
“Only if you help me up,” I say, grinning back. The enthusiastic alpha grabs my hands, pulling me up until my stomach squishes against my thighs. He grabs the bottom of my dress, tugging it off and tossing it on the back of the couch. “Damn, your tits are huge.”
I look down and chuckle at how they’re pouring over the cups of my bra. It takes some effort, but I still stretch an arm back to unhook it.
Kase puts on quite the show running his hand down his stomach and into the waistband of his sweats. He’s between my legs, so my thighs can’t clench, but watching as he jerks himself under the fabric is brain-meltingly sexy.
“I love it when you look at me like that.” He pulls his hand free and hooks his fingers at the top of his sweats, shoving them and his boxer briefs down. “Flip over for me, pretty girl.”
It’s a battle, but I make it happen. I end up on my knees with my hands on the arm of my couch. It gives my stomach plenty of room, which is nice.
“Let’s see, is it better if I put this under the belly or your chest?” He shoves one of the big throw pillows between me and the couch.
“Under the belly, in case my arms give up on holding me up.” I shiver as his huge hand cups my tit.
He crawls over me and pulls my hair to the side. “Your scent makes me feral.”
“Me too,” I say, wiggling my hips.
His sticky crown bumps around my ass as he wraps his hand around my chin from behind. He tilts my face back and captures my lips while guiding his tip to my opening. The position is awkward, but the feeling of his palm wrapped around my throat makes my insides light up.
It’s an omega thing.
On top of that, kinda bossy Kase is fucking hot. He pushes his crown into my opening and freezes. The warmth of his skin against mine and the teasing way he traps my lower lip with his teeth is intense.
I ache to slam my hips back, but I let him lead, at least for the moment. He pulls out completely, and my core clenches around nothing, but he quickly dips into me once more.
He pulls back from our kiss and moves close to my ear. “Do you know how badly I ache to tie you up and keep you at mymercy?” Out and back in. “Hmm, beautiful? Does that scare you? I’d take good care of you. You just wouldn’t be able to escape.”
I moan, and my head falls forward to rest against the arm of the couch as my arms shake. Kase releases his hold on my neck and relocates that hand to my shoulder.
“I love that sensation,” he growls. “The quivering way your walls stretch around me, like you’re desperate for more. I mean, that’s what I’m assuming. By the way, don’t tell me if I’m wrong.”
I smile and purposely clench my Kegels. I’ve done about a million of them during this pregnancy, and apparently, the payoff gets to be two-fold. A low, dangerous snarl rattles out of his chest as he slams deeper on his next stroke.
“Don’t worry. When I tie you up, I’ll make sure to use really soft materials,” he says with a gravelly tone to his voice that I am growing addicted to. “I have a weird thing about textures. That doesn’t apply to your pussy. It feels fucking wonderful. I’m not even turned off by the massive amount of slick. It helps convince me I’m doing something right.”
I mean to tell him he’s adorable, but somehow, a string of begging spills from my lips. “…You’re doing great. Perfect. I just need you to fuck me harder!”
“Yes, ma’am,” he growls, intensifying his strokes until his hips brush my ass.
If I thought I could hold myself up on one hand, I would tease my clit, but if he keeps up those measured thrusts, I’ll get there with no problem. My tits bounce, and my body shivers at the feeling of his shaft growing longer and thicker.
“Back to the never letting you get away thing.” He grunts and slows his strokes. “Sorry, you feel way too good. I don’t want to embarrass myself. This is still new to me.”
“You’re a very quick study, but you can tease my clit, and I’ll be right there with you,” I assure him, shimmying my hips as I search for friction.
“Damn, I forgot about that.” Kase releases my shoulder but wraps his arm around until his hand lands on my sternum. He pulls me up until I’m vertical on my knees. His free hand moves to tease my clit as my back brushes his strong chest. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” His palm flattens on my chest when I lean forward a little to change the angle.
“I trust you,” I manage to choke out.
“I love hearing you say that, but it’s fucking dangerous for both of us.” His teeth scratch over the top of my shoulder on the opposite side from where Linc claimed me.
My skin sizzles, and he continues bucking up into me until I’m teetering precariously close to the edge. I bite my lip, trying to hold back the begging, but his pheromones are everywhere, and they make my chest all warm and fuzzy.
He pinches my clit, his lips brushing my shoulder as he speaks. “Say it again, beautiful.”
“Bite me, please,” I sob, nodding and thrashing. Pleasure rips through my system with enough force that my vision goes hazy. Slick gushes out around his swollen length, and Kase fucks into me even deeper.
