Page 37 of Pack Apollo

The sound flips whatever switch of control that he's had so far. Standing so fast that his chair rolls away to bang against the wall, he yanks me off the desk, turning me around and bending me over before I even know what's happened. He rips my shirt over my head. I hear the zipper of his slacks come down, and I can literally feel slick starting to drip out of me running down my lower lips.

Obviously having noticed it, too, he takes a long lap of it with his tongue before I feel him pressing against my entrance. One quick thrust and he's buried to the hilt, stretching me as far as I feel like I'm able to go. The feeling almost makes me turn feral. I go up on my toes so that I can rock back against him every time his hips thrust, forcing his cock into me harder and harder.

He grabs a fist full of my hair and pulls it back, making me cry out. His other hand closes over my hip as his thrusts become violent, slamming me against the desk. What little is on top topples over and rolls everywhere. Fuck it, though, because I can feel him starting to swell at the base of his cock. For asecond, I panic and want to tell him I've never taken an alpha's knot before, but I don't want him to stop.

Instead, I keep giving him as much as he's giving me until he swells out to the spot inside of me that is meant for alphas like him. As soon as his knot locks into place, I come harder than I've ever in my life. I cry out loud enough that I'll worry for my voice later. He shouts right along with me as I feel him shooting inside me. Jerking a couple more times, not only confirms that he's not going anywhere, but it sends small aftershocks through my body that almost feels like a second orgasm.

He leans over my back pressing kisses across it. "We may not be home for a while."

I laugh lightly, breathing through the pleasure I'm still riding with him still inside of me. "How long?"

His breath stills on top of me. "Have you ever been knotted?"

Shaking my head, I answer him honestly, "You're my one and only."

Dropping his forehead to my shoulder blades, he presses a few quick kisses there. "You can't possibly be any more perfect."

Grabbing my stomach, he pulls us upright before taking a seat in his chair, taking me with him. Leaned back against his chest, my breasts stick out like I'm doing it on purpose. His thumbs play across my nipples through the lace.

"It's never too late to change your major, by the way," he says randomly. "I might know a place looking for legal aid assistants that pay very well."

I laugh, making me acutely aware of where we're still connected.

He's interrupted by whatever he's about to say next as his phone rings on the desk. "Grab that, would you please?"

I stretch to reach for it, pulling on his knot and makingus both groan. I don't even bother looking to see who it is before handing it over to him.

Answering, he puts it on speaker, Cordell's voice sounding out in the empty office. "Hey, man. Billie left her phone in my car. Would you ask her if she wants me to hang on to it or bring it up please?"

Butterflies burst into flight in my belly. If he brings it up, he's going to see us stuck together. Not going to lie, the thought turns me on enough that I shift my hips on Roz. Glancing over my shoulder, it's to find him watching me with an eyebrow raised in question like he's letting me decide.

"Roz?" Cordell calls out worriedly.

"Bring it up," he tells him, refusing to look away from my gaze.

"Okay, be there in a few," he says, hanging up.

"Want to put your shirt back on?" he asks gruffly.

"What's the point?" I reply.

"You are just full of more and more surprises," he says.

Leaning back against him again, automatically his hands find my breasts and go back to working them over. It's only a few minutes before there's a knock at the door. Unlike me, Cordell doesn't wait to be let in. He knocks twice and strolls right in, stopping before he makes it two steps. His nostrils flare, and I immediately see him hardening under his slacks.

"You just going to stand there?" Roz teases.

The words wake him up, and he slowly walks over to us. He peers down to where my skirt has ridden up to my hips and I'm fully exposed with Roz stuck inside of me. Licking his lips, he slowly sets my phone down on the desk.

"Get a taste of our omega, Cordell," Roz commands.

Cordell drops to his knees and walks on them, closing the distance between us. From how I'm angled, I can see every move he makes as he carefully avoids the other alpha while his tonguesneaks out to lap at my clit. He doesn't stop at a lick or two. He continues his onslaught until I am a writhing mess riding both Roz's cock and his face at the same time. When I come, my eyes roll back in my head and all I see is black. I'm pretty sure I black out for a few seconds.

He rises slowly and moves up my body to place a kiss against my lips, letting me taste myself. "I'm so glad you gave me a reason to come back up here."

"Me, too," I tell him, pulling him back down for another kiss.

Chapter Eleven

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