“You like how you taste, my gorgeous girl?” I murmur, kissing the sensitive skin on the side of her neck.
“I like how you taste better,” she says, pulling my mouth back to hers. Even though I’m bigger and more powerful, even though I could pick her up and position her little body exactly how I wanted, she’s taking the lead. Fuck if that isn’t the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
She slants her mouth against mine, deepening the kiss and demanding entrance with her tongue. I oblige, letting her explore me as much as she wants.
Her fingers trail over my arms and shoulders, exploring every dip and rivulet between muscles. Every tendon and vein. Soon, she’s wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling herself up to grind against my body like I’m her fucking jungle gym while I stay propped on my elbows.
She grinds her hips, and I’m too aware that there’s absolutely nothing separating her weeping cunt from my rock-hard cock. If she’s not careful, I’m gonna come just from that. I’ve basically been edging myself since the moment her heat started. Hell, I’m ready to combust at any minute.
I planned on teasing her. Planned on taking my good goddamn time with her, warming her up with my fingers and tongue until she was begging and squirming for me. But I know right now, that’s not what she needs.
She’s warm.
She’s ready for me.
She needs my cock right fucking now.
So I press myself halfway in and groan at the pressure. Fuck, it’s like her tight little pussy is trying to milk my cock.
Her legs tighten around my waist, urging me further in. So I give her what she wants and thrust all the way in.
“Good girl,” I moan. “Taking my cock so well. Tell me, do you like how full I make you feel?”
I punctuate the question with a hard thrust.
“Yes!” she says, her fingers digging into my back muscles.
“You want to be filled, don’t you, sweetheart?”
She nods her head, meeting each stroke of my cock with a little hip thrust of her own.
My knot expands at the base of my cock, and I shorten my strokes, refusing to give it to her just yet. She hates that. She tries with all her strength to press down and take more than I’m willing to give her, but she’s no match for me. I’m waiting to hear her beg for it.
I don’t have to wait long.
“I need it,” she pleads, her voice half-broken. “I need your knot filling me. I can’t handle waiting any longer, please.”
Her words undo me.
I shove my knot inside her, my cock throbbing as I give her my seed. Marking her, leaving a part of myself in her. The thought makes me practically delirious with lust.
Suddenly, I realize that my teeth are on her neck, poised to bite. Brooklyn’s head is lolled back, exposing herself. Practically begging me to bond her.
No. Fuck.
It’s not supposed to happen like this.
I have to wait and do it right. If I force a bond during her heat, when she’s too desperate and out of it to say no, I’m just as bad as her scum-sucking brother.
Lifting my teeth from her is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. But somehow, I manage it.
I roll to the side so Brooklyn and I are facing each other. I can barely look at her flushed face, knowing what I almost did. I’m supposed to have self-control. I’m supposed to be able to do what’s right for my Omega, not be some selfish prick who only cares about what he wants.
They should kick me out of the Pack now. I’m not worthy of connecting with this pure, wild woman. If I weren’t literally stuck to her right now, I’d just get up and leave.
A small hand cradles my face. Brooklyn forces my head down to look at her.
“Don’t do that,” she murmurs. “Don’t beat yourself up. You didn’t bite me.”