I didn’t answer, cupping one of her breasts and tweaking the nipple. Kiara’s scent spiked and her hips moved, faster this time, and not pausing. With every swing of her hips, her tits bounced and I played with them.
“Alpha,” she whimpered.
Her head was thrown back, exposing the pale column of her throat. My mark was on display, facing Ambrose and giving him a clear view of how she was mine. I growled, getting rougher with her as I forced her to continue moving against me. The teasing rubs of her thigh against my clit were a bonus, but the real fun was in watching her get wound up.
“Please,” she begged, her hand sliding down to touch herself.
I caught her wrist. “You can make yourself come doing this, dove. Be patient.”
“I don’t thi—”
“You’ll come.”
My words were a bark, but not a command that forced her to obey. Could I force an orgasm with the dark bond? Possibly. I wasn’t sure it would be pleasant for her, though, and that was the whole point.
She moaned, moving faster on me and keeping her hands on her thighs. Her nails dug into her skin, but the tiny sparks of pain only seemed to spur her on more.
Sweat was beading on her forehead, and I was moving under her to meet her thrusts by the time she paused. Her head tilted back, and watching her lips part on a cry was the sexiest thing I’d seen in my life. I felt her body spasming above me as she came, and I rubbed her clit to draw out the orgasm until she was oversensitive and pulling away.
I was expecting her to be tired after I’d forced her to make herself come with little to no help from me, but she was anything but.
She was ravenous, a smirk curling her lips as she crawled off me, leaving my thigh a slick mess. When I made to move, she put her hand on my shoulder and held me down. I growled. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“I did as I was told. Don’t I get a reward?”
“When did I ever say anything about rewards?” I asked.
She dropped to her hands and knees and crawled down the bed, pushing the remaining blanket off my legs as she went. Her body ended up between my legs. Her ass was in the air, bare and on display for Ambrose.
He was sitting perfectly still on the armchair, not even adjusting the bulge in his pants or freeing his cock to let it breathe. He was always a patient bastard.
Kiara touched her fingers gently to my thighs, hesitance suddenly slicing through the bond with a fiery intensity. I closed my eyes and breathed in.
Dangerous little omega. That’s what she was.
She’d be able to manipulate me until the end of time because I couldn’t say no to her when she was nervous.
“Fine. Reward it is. What do you want for your reward, dove?” I asked, already knowing the answer.
She grinned. “I want to taste you.”
“Is that all?”
“I want you to come all over my face.” She paused, more of her nerves invading her happiness. “If I can make you.”
Ambrose chuckled, and she looked over at him. “Anything you do will be enough to make my doll come, princess. I can give you instructions, if you’d like. I know exactly how she loves to be tasted.”
Kiara’s growl didn’t surprise him, nor did it surprise me. She liked Ambrose being here… but she didn’t like that he’d fucked me. Or maybe she just didn’t like how he’d fucked me before she had and was rubbing it in her face.
He’d conned her into losing all her nervousness, competitive drive taking over her movements. “I don’t needyourhelp,” she hissed.
She caught my sleep shorts a second later, pulling them down my legs and burying her face between my thighs.
“Fuck,” I cursed, reaching down to grab a fistful of her hair.
Kiara didn’t have a clue what she was doing, considering how inexperienced she was even with her own pleasure. It didn’t matter. Call it omega instinct driving her, or competitive spirit, or because we were fucking perfect for each other—from that first stroke of her tongue I was rocketing toward an orgasm.
I ground myself against her tongue, taking some of the work off her plate. My grip kept her in place as she moaned and squirmed, giving me a perfect view of the curve of her ass. The only thing that would be better is if it was hovering over my face, dripping slick into my mouth as she made me come.
