Page 69 of Queen Of Clubs
“Sex,” I grit out. “I need sex. It’s the only thing that calms me down when I’m this hyped up.”
“Then use me,” she breathes, pupils dilating. “Let me help you.”
I go deadly still, the only sound is the pounding of my blood rushing in my ears. “You don’t know what you're asking for, Jade,” I state, deadly calm. “This isn’t how I want our first time to be.”
“This is my body, my choice.” She gives me a bit of that sass we all love. “And I’m choosing to help you. Please, Everett. Fuck me. Knot me. I want you to.”
This woman, she’s going to be the death of me. Her scent grows thicker, and it’s taking every last ounce of my willpower not to take her right here, right now. Any second, I’m going to break.
“I can’t do sweet; I can’t do slow right now, Jade. I can’t make our first time like it’s supposed to be, like you deserve. If we do this, it will be rough; I could end up hurting you,” I warn.
She gives me a slow smirk, her free hand reaching down between us. She palms my thick, aching cock and squeezes. “Good thing I don’t like it sweet or slow, Everett. Believe it or not, I’m a dirty fucking girl. Anything you want to do to me, I can promise you, I’d fucking love it.”
And just like that, any hopes of leaving her untouched are gone.
She gasps as I drop to my knees, grabbing her jeans and practically ripping them off her body, taking away her panties, too. I’m on my feet in a flash, pulling my cock out and grabbing her by the back of the thighs. She quickly wraps her arms around my neck. Good, she better hold on because it’s going to be one hell of a ride.
Her eyes, filled with need, bore into mine as I crush her against the wall. Gripping her hips, I adjust her so that her dripping pussy presses against the tip of my cock, and then I’m shoving her down, impaling her in one rough thrust.
Her eyes widen, brows pinching, mouth parting on a scream as her nails claw into my shoulders.
Somehow, I’m able to stop, just for a moment, as we stare into each other's eyes. Her pussy is warm, tight, and so fucking wet, gushing for me. It hits me that I’m finally inside her.
This is my Jade, my Tiny. My everything. My fucking omega. “Mine,” I snarl.
Digging my fingers into her hips hard enough to leave bruises, I pull all the way back before thrusting back in.
Her eyes roll as she screams again. The sound of her sweet cries of pleasure turns me feral.
I start to rut into her, grunting and growling. It feels so fucking good, too good. I could live inside her forever.
“Mine,” I snarl. “Mine, mine, mine.”
“Yours,” she whimpers. “Oh fuck, Everett. God, yes. You feel so fucking good. Oh shit!”
“So good,” I groan. “Such a good omega. Taking my cock so well. Fuck, Jade, I’m splitting you in fucking two. This pussy is everything.”
“Kiss me,” she begs, eyes pleading with me.
My lips crash against hers, swallowing her moan as my tongue slips into her mouth. Our tongues tangle together in a heated, messy kiss. She bites my lip, and I growl, tasting blood. It only has me fucking her harder, kissing her deeper.
With every thrust of my hips, my cock glides against her inner walls. I slowly feel the uncontrollable need for sex disappear, replaced by pure raw need for this woman and only her.
“Oh, fuck,” she sobs. “I’m close, Everett. Please, alpha. Please, don’t stop.”
Hearing her call me alpha is the last straw. “Take it, omega. Take my fucking cock. Be a good girl and use that pretty cunt to strangle it.”
“Knot,” she pants out, eyes frantic. “I need your knot. Please, please.”
And now she’s begging for my knot? Have I died and gone to heaven? If so, I’m more than happy to stay here.
She’s so wet, her slick running down my cock, over my knot to coat both of our thighs.
Her legs are locked around me, and she uses her strength to try to fuck herself on my cock, needing more. I can feel her walls quivering around my length. She’s close, and I want nothing more than to see her break apart in my arms before putting her back together.
And to fill her with my knot and cum.
We kiss again, and it’s just as dirty as before. My body hums with pleasure, feeling like it's too much and I can’t get enough at the same time.