Page 47 of Brandy Snap: Part Two
I didn’t want her to leave.
I wanted to feel loved for once without anything else getting in the way.
My other hand dropped, my finger circling her hard clit as she teased herself with my cock.
I was so glad our faces were close and it was dim in the arbour, so she couldn’t see how fucking crazy I was going just from touching her.
My lips traced her collarbone, and another groan rang from me.
“If I was really an alpha, I could bite you right here and you’d never be able to get the fuck away from me,” I said hoarsely.
I’d take my time to find the perfect spot to make her bend and submit to me before she became completely mine.
I didn’t even know why I fucking bothered resisting when I gave in so easily.
A tremble shuddered through her, and her stuttered gasp bounced off of my neck.
My head tipped forward, hiding my face as I notched my teeth against her neck. I licked up the wet rain that had spread her taste over her skin. I was lucky I didn’t whine with need as I licked her before placing a soft kiss under her ear.
“Are you going to do it, Kai?” She pulled in another shaky breath. “Will you bite me?”
“What about my mates?” I asked, pausing. As soon as I sank my cock into her, I’d be just as bad as them.
“I’m not talking to them. I’m with you,” she said as she stroked under my ears. She knew all the ways to satisfy my omega instincts, and I was pretty sure she wasn’t even aware of it.
“Kai, you told me I always had a choice, and I chose to come to you.” She brushed my loose hair behind my ear before easing me from her neck so she could kiss me again. “And I’m choosing to ask you if you want to bite me.”
It could be such a natural conversation if she wasn’t already pressing my tip inside her.
I wouldn’t call it coercion, because I wanted to be bonded to her too much. But if the only way she was going to fuck me was if I buried my teeth in her, then I had my excuse.
Not that mattered an ounce because she knew she had me. I could tell by her fucking smile, and from how her hips kept dropping, millimetre by fucking millimetre, her hot pussy sending sparks flying through my body.
She kissed me again, her tongue running over mine, and heat burned as her moan vibrated through me.
It could just be once. Just this one bite.
I could be connected again to her for another week. It would fade before the Ceremony and then we could give her the money and never have to bother with her again.
Like that was still a fucking option.
“You have to bite me, too,” I mumbled as I drew back from her lips, avoiding her gaze.
“Of course I’m going to. I’ve been going mad waiting for you to say that.”
Brandy grabbed the straps of her dress, dripping from her stupid-ass decision to run out in the rain.
I loved how she slid them off her shoulders, how she pulled her arms out, how she lowered the neckline enough so her breasts fell free for me. Her bra had mysteriously vanished, and her chest was littered with tiny bruises I couldn’t properly see in the light. But I already knew where it had gone and what those marks were, and my stomach roiled.
And she did all that while awkwardly hovering, trying not to plunge herself onto my cock. She was fucking torturing us by keeping me the tiniest bit inside her and it was driving me fucking insane. I was going to go feral if she didn’t hurry the fuck up and give herself to me.
Brandy curved her back, her breasts rising forward, offering herself to me.
“Don’t you want to take care of me?” she said with a small half-smirk I swear she copied from me.
“Fine.” I rolled my eyes as if it was a chore, even though my mouth was watering at the sight of her. “But only because it would be rude to reject you when you’re offering yourself up so nicely.”
She finally shifted my cock, angling me to her entrance before fucking releasing herself.
