Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
Briar
“ W ell, I can’t say that was the reaction I hoped for the first time you saw my cock.” He chuckles, bringing a fist to his massive length. “But I’m going to assume you mean my piercings?”
I nod, focusing on the precum dripping from the mushroom head. There’s pretty much nothing in the world I wouldn’t trade to be able to lick that off.
“Feet flat on the bed, knees up, and spread wide!” Easton barks.
My body snaps into motion before my brain even fully registers his words. There are four—or more, by the looks of it—piercings lining the bottom of his shaft. And now all I can think about is how those will feel gliding inside me.
“Will they hurt?” I ask, moving to tease my clit. “Because I’m not necessarily opposed to that?—”
“Goddamn,” Easton murmurs, working his shaft with his fist. “This is so fucking dangerous. Your perfume is everywhere. It’s about to do my head in.”
I nod, frantically working my swollen nub. “How about you do me? Your scent is what caused this in the first place. I was fine, then your electric smell forced its way into my nose, and…” I moan as my core convulses around nothing. “Just get down here, please !”
Easton’s head tilts animalistically. “Are you sure you want that? I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep from sinking my teeth in.”
“Now, please!” I hear myself sob.
“I warned you that I’m not a good guy,” he says and pounces.
His forearm hits the mattress above my head, and I pull my arm from between us as his cock bounces against my dripping core.
Easton grabs my bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth and swirling his tongue around the stinging ache. His crown slaps against my clit and slides down to my hole. He repeats the process as I claw at his back and try to trap him to me with my feet on his ass.
“Exactly how rough was Keir with you in the vehicle on the drive down?” Easton asks, nuzzling his nose to mine.
My shoulders bounce.
I was hazy, but I remember most of it. I was on top…then again, Keir’s dick is way bigger than Jameson’s. I’m a little tender, though not to the point I would be uncomfortable with Easton railing me through the mattress.
I finally settle on saying, “I can handle you.”
Easton growls, and his shaft falls against my thigh. His fingers descend between my lower lips, brushing over my clit before slipping inside me. “Fucking hell, Briar.”
Fire licks through my nerve endings, and nonsensical begging spills from my lips. My inner walls ripple, trying to find the knot and lock it in place.
“Knot,” I sob, clawing at his back as my feet bounce against his ass. “Or cum. If you come inside me, it might help. Easton, fuck me, please!”
Tears spring to my eyes, and his warm breath fans over my cheek.
“The last goddamn thing I want to do is hurt you,” he growls, nuzzling his face to mine.
“Are all alphas this dramatic?” I huff, grinding over his fingers. He begins to scissor them inside of me, and I wail, nodding frantically. “Do I have to beg? Because I will. I’ll do whatever you want! Please. I’ll present. Or I can suck you off. I just need the pain to stop.”
“Well, that’s not the kind of begging I was hoping for.” Easton seals his lips to mine, pulling his hand free of my sex. It’s only another second before his heavy cock pushes against my lower lips.
He finds my opening and thrusts.
Our teeth clash as I arch toward him, but it doesn’t make the kiss any less enjoyable. Using my feet on his ass, I try to force him deeper, but he holds firm. He pulls all the way out and thrusts back in only an inch or two.
He moves up on his knees and brings me with him by wrapping his hand in my hair and tugging. He must be in better shape than I am, because the crunch is awkward, but he guides me to look between us. “See that, dirty girl? My bare cock sliding inside you, and your slick little cunt swallows down every inch.”
His abs flex as he yanks his crown free of my core and shoves it back inside just an inch or two. It’s so intense that a long moan escapes my lips. That mushroom head of his breaching my hole over and over has my eyes fluttering shut as pleasure builds just from that small amount of his length inside me.
“No!” he barks, pulling my hair. “Watch me fuck you.” Easton pulls back and enjoys the show. “The sounds you’re making have me half fucking feral, but feeling you? That’s a whole different world of bliss.”
“More, please!” I whimper, trying to nod despite the hold he has in my hair.
“Do you know how badly I ache to fill you up? To watch my cum drip from your swollen, needy pussy? A perfect visual representation that you’re mine.” He slams a little deeper with each unhinged thing he says. “Say it, pretty girl. Tell me you’re mine, and I’ll fuck you nice and deep.”
My head shakes as my eyes clench closed, but he snatches my hair, and it all slips out. “Yours. Yes, I’m yours. More, please, Easton.”
Lowering me back to the bed, he releases my hair. He holds himself up with his forearm, flattening his hand on the top of my head and shoving his mouth to mine.
A wicked growl rattles from his chest, and I sob against his lips, raking my nails down his back. I’m not coherent enough to form the words I need to say, but I’m hoping he’ll get the physical cues.
He holds me in place so I don’t bounce away as he works deeper. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, but more than that, you intrigue me.”
Out and back in, but never enough to truly satisfy my body’s need for a knot. “You’re a sadist,” I accuse.
He chuckles. “That I am, but honestly, I’m afraid this wave of heat is riding you too hard. It’s making you ask for things your body isn’t ready for. The piercings are a new addition. You’re the first to try them out, and I need to be sure you can accommodate them. I’d also like this to be a positive experience.” He growls, and his cock jumps. “I’d like to repeat it at least a few hundred times a year from now until eternity.”
My pussy throbs, and every time he pulls out, I clench around nothing, only to feel him breach my entrance again. It’s better than just the tip, but I need the whole damn dick at this point.
Knot too.
Finally smartening up, I pull a hand between us and tease my clit.
Easton moves close to my ear and says, “I’ve wanted you for so long. You better be ready, love. After this, there’s no chance you’ll get away. I’ll never let you escape.” He tugs my earlobe with his teeth and moves to suck on my throat. “You said you’re mine, and that means something to me. I’m fiercely protective of my things.”
That should sound insulting, but for whatever reason, it makes me feel safe and wanted, which is a nice change of pace.
He works a little deeper on every thrust, and when he rakes his teeth down my neck, it gets me there.
Pleasure lights through my body, sending me into a trembling, begging mess. And Easton still doesn’t thrust all the way home.
My head falls to the side, and my teeth dig into my lower lip. It’s hard to fight the urge to ask why he won’t just knot me.
I’m still recovering from my orgasm, and my clit is too sensitive, so I move to test how much of his length is left. My fingers brush his knot, and East snarls, bucking deep .
Hell, yes!
The first few rungs of his ladder piercing slip inside me, and the balls rub my inner walls as he moves. I do the best I can to circle his knot with my thumb and pointer finger, but I mostly only cover the top half.
Easton seems to really like the pressure, though. “I’m trying to leave a good impression. Making me come within five minutes is not a good look for any man.”
I snort, smiling like a goofball.
Aww, that’s why he’s been holding out on me?
That’s kinda cute.
“Alphas don’t have a refractory period when wrapped up in omega pheromones,” I say, moving my free hand to tease over the back of his neck. “Didn’t you say you wanted your cum dripping down my thighs?”
Uh-oh.
The feral look that crosses his face makes my nipples tighten painfully. At the same time, my inner walls clench around his throbbing length.
Easton slams his mouth to mine once more. His leisurely and measured strokes turn to pounding thrusts that slam his crown into my G-spot. He’s not even balls deep when his shaft begins to swell. His electric scent and the way his tongue teases mine make me feel floaty.
He pulls free of the kiss and bumps my head to the side, getting very close to my ear. “We both know you’re going to be mine permanently . I won’t stop until I have you. Why not go ahead and get that out of the way?” He growls, and it’s a sound that would terrify anyone with half a brain. My fucked-up system thinks it’s sexy, and my head snaps farther to the side, like he’s not already nose deep in my neck. “Just so you’re aware, if you decline my bite, I will follow you around, murdering any man who even smiles in your direction. Do you really want to be the cause of all that slaughter?”
My head shakes.
No, I don’t want to be responsible for any of that.
Also, his crazy talk should not make my pussy clench wildly.
He licks and sucks my sweaty skin, and I teeter on the edge of another orgasm. Only, this one feels like it might drown me. His thrusts get deeper and more erratic, and I move to tease my clit.
Those piercings really do make everything more intense.
Or maybe that’s just Easton, in general.
He growls against my throat, and my inner walls clamp down.
Pleasure washes over me, and it’s so mind-blowing that I sob, begging a mostly incoherent plea for his knot and his bite.
“Oh, love, those are just the words I was waiting to hear.” He moves to just under my left ear and strikes.
Easton freezes.
I’m not sure my pussy has ever been stretched the way it does as he swells, jolting inside me.
There’s too much happening all at once.
My brain registers the pain of his teeth buried deep in my flesh, but my system is still overloaded with euphoria.
I shimmy my hips, working to grind over his pulsing length. Easton continues lapping at my skin.
The bond finally registers in my mind, and I gasp, clutching the back of his head.
Holy fucking shit.
First of all, he really did it.
Secondly, I thought bonds could be rejected.
In fact, I know they can, but I guess I accepted—or my soul did it for me.
My chest radiates with warmth and Easton’s satisfaction. He collapses on top of me, and since I don’t need to tease my clit anymore, I pull my arm free.
Easton finally retracts his teeth, licking the bite to seal it as both of our chests heave. He wraps his hand over the top of my head and pulls my sweaty hair back from my face.
I’m still in shock.
He really wasn’t fucking around.
We’re bonded.
My chest sizzles as he kisses my cheek, and I’m pretty sure that feeling is him sending something through the bond. He begins to rock into me, forcing his pelvis against my swollen clit.
I tremble under him, still not sure which way is up, but a lazy smile crosses my face.
Severed bonds are agony.
There’s no way he would have bitten me if he wasn’t serious about wanting to build a future together…and he gave me weapons as a courting gift. A giddy excitement flutters in my stomach.
“Being able to feel what you’re feeling is un-fucking real,” Easton growls, nipping at my lips. “Now hold on tight, love. I’m going to need to drill my cum into that bruised little cervix of yours another few dozen times while I practice breeding you.”