Page 94 of No Escape

Closing my eyes, I let myself live in the moment. This is everything I’ve been waiting for, but I don’t want to shove my dick inside her.

Not tonight.

Before we take that step, I need to know she’s at least going to try to forgive me. Honest to God, it would break me if I slipped inside her, and she decided she didn’t want to work things out long-term.

My fingertips circle her opening as it clenches wildly, like it’s searching for a knot.

Saylor huffs and digs her nails into my neck. It’s cute, and I also don’t want to piss her off.

I plunge my fingers inside her and groan at the way her cunt immediately molds to them.

She sobs and nods, which pulls her mouth from mine.

If she’s not quiet, she’s going to end up summoning Leo.

Would that really be a bad thing?

My teeth throb worse than my knot. That should be alarming. Itwouldbe concerning if I was working with full brain functioning.

“You’re trying to ruin me. Aren’t you, Saylor?” My lips brush her cheek as I stretch my fingers, plunging them in and out as I try to get deep enough to tease her G-spot. “My dick is harder than it’s ever been, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to just shove it inside you.” I find myself grinding against her thigh as my perfume-addled mind tries to convince me how much better everything would be if I was buried knot deep in her slick pussy.

“Please, you should!” Saylor says, nodding wildly. “I would like that very much, and you have my permission.”

A dark chuckle escapes my lips as I bump her head to the side.

“Careful, princess. My restraint is paper thin. I’ve ached for you for longer than I should admit.” I snag her earlobe with my teeth and grind against her swollen nub. “I wanna hear you scream for me.”

Scissoring my fingers doesn’t seem to do much with the way her walls try to lock me in place. It’s fucking intense, and the little omega seems oblivious to the danger of having a half-feral alpha within biting distance.

She pulls a hand off my neck and snakes it between us, cupping my cock and squeezing. “I want you inside me so badly.”

I growl and move to suck on the soft flesh of her neck. “Not until I know you’re going to at leasttryto forgive me.”

Saylor flattens her hand against my abs and teases inside the waistband of my sweats. “I am trying. You guys getting yourselves locked up in here went a long way toward convincing me you’re sincere, but it’s not going to be an instantaneous process.” I can work with that. As long as she’s willing to try. I’m also impressed that she was able to string so many words together with how hot she is. Her naughty fingers swirl around my crown, and just as I’m about to thrust into her grip, she tugs her hand free of the material. “That doesn’t mean I’m going to just leave Omen and Valor behind.”

I growl and pull my face from her neck. “Are you trying to goad me, princess?”

“Nope, just sharing the facts.” Her tongue darts out, and she licks my pre-cum from her fingertips. Her eyes roll back as she whimpers, and the sight does my fucking head in. “So good. God, Shaw, you taste so good.”

Slick drips around my hand, and every plunge of my fingers inside her fills the air with a wet sound. “Come on, dirty girl. I need you to get there before I lose the last shreds of my sanity.”

Jesus Christ.

I haven’t come in my pants since…never. That’s never happened, but my balls are tight, and it feels like a real possibility if I don’t get some relief.

“Be a good girl and come all over my hand,” I growl.

“I’d rather come on your cock.” Saylor finally stops lapping at her fingers and works her hand down my sweats once more while guiding my mouth to hers with her hold on the back of my neck.

My tongue clashes with hers as she squeezes the fuck out of my cock.

Mount. Rut. Breed. Claim.

Trap her so she can never escape.

Holy fuck.

I’m way too close to snapping.

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