She’s still moving beside me, hips jerking, eyes shut tight against the need. After a moment, she growls. “It’s not working. I can’t come.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” Getting out, I circle to her side.
She’s already climbing out by the time I reach her.
The truck bed is prepped. The air mattress is inflated. The flannel blanket lies smooth.
Props to past-me for actually thinking ahead.
She climbs up without waiting for me as she tugs off her clothes, hoodie, skirt, boots. She never wears a bra. I fucking love that.
I strip just as fast. My cock springs free, hard and leaking pre-cum from the tip.
She lies back, spreading herself open with both hands.
“Please. I need your knot, Alpha. I can’t stop feeling empty. My body hurts for it.”
She only calls us Alpha when she fully gives over to her instincts.
I climb onto the bed of the truck.“You want your Alpha?”
She nods fast, pupils blown wide. “Yes. Need you, Alpha.”
I kneel between her thighs and lower my head.
A low purr builds in my chest. I love seeing her so hungry for my cock, and right now it’s only for me. I have to draw this out, savor this solo moment with her. I lie between her thighs.
“You’ll wait for my knot, Omega.” I breathe hot against her folds. “I haven’t gotten my fill of you yet.”
The first lick makes her flinch. She cries out, heels digging into the mattress. I part her with my fingers and slowly drag my tongue from her entrance to her clit, nudging it with the ball of my piercing. Her slick covers her thighs, dripping to her knees. It seeps out of her opening like honey.
She rocks her hips up, chasing my tongue and the friction it can give her. I press her pelvis down and keep going. Sucking, licking, tracing every line of her until she’s gasping through clenched teeth.
My fingers ease into her. I curl just right, finger fucking her slowly while my mouth stays locked to her clit.
“Alpha.” Frankie lets out a whine. “Please. I can’t take it.”
I lift my head. “You can.”
Over the last two weeks, we’ve learned two things. One, she’ll only stay satisfied longer if we knot her fully. No quickies, like the one we did at her apartment. Two, the more orgasms we give her beforehand, the easier it is for us to last so she’s fully spent.
That’s especially true on days we have to leave her for practice. Even being gone for two hours is hard on her. We’re not doing away games unless she can come with. Sometimes she’ll even ride along to practice so we can knot her in the greenroom after.
It’s been a wild ride. I went from being a virgin to having near-constant sex just to keep her from hurting. It’s worth every second. I’m sure one day, once her body heals, this will all be a lust-filled haze of happy memories.
I push deeper, tongue, piercing, and fingers working her until she’s nearly there again.
Then her hand drops to my hair. “I want to suck you off.”
I freeze for half a second, blood roaring in my ears.
Lifting my head, I peer at her from between her legs. “Yeah?”
She nods, breath ragged as she moves to the side, making room for me. I move onto my back, cock standing at attention, my knot almost fully formed. She climbs over me, thighs shaking as she straddles my chest, then turns. She lowers her pussy to my face just as she wraps her hand around my cock and sinks her mouth down on it.
The moment her lips wrap around the head, I groan loud enough to shake the trees.
She sucks hard, tongue circling the tip while I bury my mouth back in her. Her weight settles on my face. Her slick runs down my jaw. I open my mouth wider, sucking her clit between my lips while she bobs her head.
