Page 46 of For What It's Worth
My heart stopped for one beat. Two. Then it stuttered to life, pounding away and trying to draw attention to itself. I realized I hadn’t moved when Jen snapped, “Now, Omega. I won’t ask again.”
Body moving into action, I threw myself at my alpha, seeing his surprise before delight filled its place, making his brown eyes appear lighter.
My alpha took what he wanted from my body, forcing my legs to wrap around him until my ankles barely touched. He was holding me up by my ass cheeks. His grip tightened as he rubbed my pussy up and down the bulge in his pants.
My lips parted on a silent gasp. I tried focusing on why we shouldn’t be doing this here, but I couldn’t. I breathed in Jen’s delicious scent, felt his warm body pressed against mine, his strength holding me up, his arousal through his jeans. He’d barely touched me last night when he bonded with me, and I was somehow even more desperate for him.
He kissed and nipped down my neck, his claiming mark tingling with wanted attention. I yanked my shirt up and over my head, throwing it into my nest behind Jen before lifting my chest and trying to angle my claiming mark near his lips. I knew he felt my desperation through the bond, but he took his time, kissing along the bandage, outlining my exposed skin with the tip of his tongue.
“Bite. Bite, please, Alpha.” I clung to him, my body tightening as I waited for the pain of a bite that didn’t come.
Jen growled. “No bite, Koda. You’re still healing from the first one.”
I whimpered, the sound instinctive from being turned down, but it was quickly cut off when my back slammed against a wall, my breath leaving me on a hard exhale.
Jen’s lips pressed against my own like he was trying to give me his own air, and I took it willingly. His hands roamed my body, and I had to squeeze my legs even tighter to hold myself up.
My hands found their way to his hair, but there was barely enough to hold onto. “Please, Alpha, I need to come. Please make me—help me. I need it.” I pleaded over and over again until Jen broke, and I found myself thrown to the ground, grateful for the pillows and blankets to gentle the slam.
Jen didn’t waste any time, pulling and yanking my pants open and down my legs unceremoniously.
“Clothes off,” I begged.
Jen growled at my demand for him to get naked, purposefully ignoring me.
I narrowed my eyes, trying to reach for his clothes.
He grabbed my wrists and planted them above my head, holding them there like handcuffs.
“I need to see you. To feel you.”
“When I say so, Omega. No sooner. Now be a good girl for me and keep your hands right where I put them.”
If I wasn’t high with arousal, I would’ve preened at being a good girl. Instead, I struggled against his hold, testing his restraint, his strength, his dominance.
With my feet planted on the ground, I tried to buck and grind my hips against Jen. I was successful for only a sweet moment of bliss before pressure on my throat had my eyes snapping open.
The alpha in front of me was gone to his lust, and I’d pissed him off. He didn’t cut off my air, but his fingers pressed into the sides of my neck, letting me know he could. My life quite literally bent to his demands. Instead of panicking, my pussy got impossibly wetter, officially ruining my underwear, and my body stopped struggling, submitting of its own accord.
“Hips up, Koda.” Jen’s voice was more growl than his normal educator voice. Usually, his words were clear and precise, with a level of superiority that would be annoying if he hadn’t earned the right to be cocky. Now, I barely understood him. No, that wasn’t true, I knew exactly what he wanted when he put his hands under my butt cheeks, lifted, and yanked down my underwear. It was his words, muffled with lust and aggression, that were hard to understand even if every growl from him had slick running down my thighs, staining the blankets under me.
With all his patience run out, Jen shoved a finger past my pussy lips, sliding in embarrassingly easy. One finger wasn’t enough, but there was something different about it—about someone else touching me that had my arousal scenting stronger. My core muscles were trying to clamp down on a knot that wasn’t inside me, the emptiness becoming more painful as my body begged the only way it knew how: with slick. Lots of lots of slick.
He shoved his finger in and out a few times, then pulled out, circling my engorged clit. Just the light touch had my hips bucking, but Jen didn’t stand for it. He slapped one thigh, the pain sharp and forcing a gasp from my lips
“Hold still,” he growled, shoving in another finger. Instead of just thrusting, he swirled his fingers around inside me, spreading and pressing against my inner walls, making me feel fuller.
My eyes shut, but I tried to flutter them open, wanting to watch the glances Jen shot my face to make sure I was enjoying his given pleasure. I let my hips move however they wanted, but another sting along my thighs had my body straining to hold still.
“Do not move, little bear.”
“Why,” I whined.
“I’m giving you pleasure. Your job is to take it. Can you do that and be a good omega for me? Can you take the pleasure I’m giving you?”
It was a rhetorical question, I knew that, but I nodded anyway. Holding myself still felt like an impossible task, but Jen understood exactly what he was doing with his words. He’d offered me a chance to please him—I would’ve done anything to please my alpha. And, he’d offered me a chance to be his good girl, enticing my beta side.
Jen continued playing with my pussy, moving his fingers around, using the outside fingers to rub near my clit, teasing me. His body leaned over me, one hand still between us, the other arm on his elbow near my head as he held himself up. He kissed me hard, forcing his tongue between my lips.