Page 36 of A Pack of Pumpkins
Bram kisses me, hot and hungry, and trails his mouth down my throat, over my collarbone, then lower. His lips close around one nipple, his tongue swirling, sucking, and making my whole body tremble. His left hand glides over my stomach and between my thighs. Two fingers spread my folds, and then one slips between, teasing my clit in tight, devastating circles.
It takes everything in me not to moan. Years of not telling off rude customers at the diner finally pays off in the form of self control.
Pain tightens in my belly. The heat spike crests again. I need—
Bram’s finger plunges in, and I nearly sob from the relief.
His mouth moves to my other breast, and he looks up at me with tender eyes.
He withdraws his finger, then gently pushes me back onto the table. The sound of his belt buckle undoing sends shivers down my spine.
Taking my knees in his hands, he spreads me wide and then pushes them up until they’re near my elbows. I’m completely bared to him. My sex on display. His head dips, and then his tongue is on me, gliding over my folds before plunging into my core.
This time, I can’t hold back. A sharp omega whimper tears from my throat.
His chuckle vibrates through my core. “Oh, Ghost. I told you to be quiet, or there would be consequences.”
The thick head of his cock drags through my folds. I gasp.
“Hold these,” Bram commands. I wrap my hands around my knees, holding myself open as he fists his cock and lines it up with my entrance. "For your punishment you're not allowed to make a single noise as I fuck you. Understand?"
I nod, and have to bite my lip to keep from smiling. He’d explained that his alpha became a dominant asshole in the sheets. I explained that I’m here for it.
The first push is bliss. The sharp ache of my heat dissolves the moment he slides in. My eyes flutter closed.
“No. Look at me when I fuck you.”
His voice is carnal and deep, and the sound alone makes me gush slick all over his cock.
He pushes deeper, then deeper still. Each thrust ratchets the tension in my belly higher and higher. Keeping any noise from slipping out is agony and bliss. When he pinches my clit, hard, I tumble over the edge.
My orgasm crashes through me in waves, made more intense by his steady pounding. I’m still trembling when I feel his cock kick inside me, his release claiming me from the inside out.
His arms brace beside my head, and I lower my legs slowly, shaky from the blood rush and the aftershocks. He leans down to kiss me on the stomach, between my breasts, and finally, on my lips.
A sleepy sort of joy washes over me.
Heat spikes take it out of you.
Clara
Onourwayoutof the library, I glance around, hoping to find Cali so I can thank her for her help. She’s at the empty checkout desk, and I hurry over.
I open my mouth to speak but pause. She hasn’t noticed me yet, and there’s an uncomfortable look on her face.
“Cali, are you okay?” I ask. Bram shifts behind me, picking up on my concern immediately.
“I don’t know. I’m having some pain, kind of. It’s weird, like pressure.” She winces, folding in on herself again.
“Cali, maybe we should call your pack.”
She hesitates. “It’s probably nothing. My lunch was pretty spicy, maybe the baby hates it.” She tries to smile, but it comes off more like a grimace.
I glance at Bram, silently asking for help, and he doesn’t disappoint. He comes around the counter and kneels in front of her.
“It might be nothing, we all hope it’s nothing, but I know it’ll make Clara and me feel better if you got some confirmation. We’re not going to be able to leave without knowing you’re okay.”
He waits while she thinks about it. Finally, she nods once.
