Page 142 of Party Girl: How a Naughty Omega Finds Love
Humming, I close my mouth around her clit and insert two fingers into her, sliding them through her slick and curling my fingers to tease her G-spot. Whitney thrusts her hips up, and I smile against her, redoubling my efforts. I eat her out like she’s a five-course-meal, savoring every last drop until she squeals as she comes all over my face. I clean my lips with my tongue and kiss my way up her stomach, stopping at her breasts even though my cock aches to be inside of her.
I suck on both of her nipples before nibbling up her neck and capturing her mouth. She moans and grabs my dick, putting her ankle around my leg and pushing me inside of her. I hiss against her lips, loving the soft rippled texture of her walls running over my length. Whitney begins to rock her hips so I flip us, placing her on top and grabbing her ass, helping her ride my dick until she comes down on top of me, grinding and writhing until she finds the release she seeks. Heat spreads between us as my knot grows. I’m not ashamed to knot her so soon—this is all I wanted. This is all she wanted. She rolls her hips, scraping her tits over my chest.
“Give me your neck,” I rasp, kissing her hard before she tips her head back, letting me mark her. I ride the high of the mate bite, pumping in and out of her until her body tightens and her pussy squeezes around my dick, milking me as she cries out in pleasure. I kiss up her neck and cup her face in my hands, giving her every piece of myself until we’re both panting.
She slows on top of me so I roll us, placing her on her back. I drop my forehead against hers and stare into her gorgeous blue eyes while I grind into her, her wet heat coating my skin like a fine sheen of sweat. Whitney’s scent wraps around me and burrows into my skin, sinking into my bloodstream and finding a home inside of my soul. The bond only makes me come harder, my knot pulsing with each release. I want her to reek of us by the time we’re done, to smell like each of us so every man that ever sees her knows exactly who she belongs to.
Whitney’s body arches against mine, and I kiss her again, lazily grinding and tilting her hips so I can hit her G-spot. She mewls, spurring me to thrust a little harder, hitting the same spot until she screams my name and collapses. Strands of her dark hair cover her forehead. I gently push them aside and work her over until my knot fades.
I rest my forearms on either side of her head and kiss her deeply, stealing her breath until she presses on my chest to get air. Her sexy grin makes me hard all over again, but I know better than to be selfish right now. We have five days of heat. There’s plenty of time to bury my cock in her warmth. I lick the spot where Trev and I claimed her, leaving more of my scent behind.
“Avi,” she murmurs, wrapping her arms around my middle. “Happy little orgasms.” She giggles and runs her hand over my abs, reaching for my cock.
“So many happy orgasms,” I whisper against her forehead, kissing her temple. “As much as I love the way your hands feel around my cock, Asher’s waiting for you.”
“Mmkay,” she says, her eyes halfway shut. She’s already getting sleepy.
“She’s all yours,” I tell Asher, turning her so he can take her hand without freaking her out. I don’t know if she’d freak out during her heat, but it’s best to be mindful of her triggers.
“Hey, baby,” Asher scoops up from the bed and she instantly wraps her legs around his waist. “As much as I love the nest, I think I want to fuck you against the wall. Maybe bend you over Avi’s desk.”
“Yessssss.” Whitney’s happiness is the only thing keeping me from telling Asher to fuck off, but her pleasure comes first.
Asher can take her however she wants.
* * *
ASHER
Bending that sweet ass over is my first priority. I shove the stack of papers over, shooting Avi an apologetic smirk as I slide Whitney down my body until her feet hit the floor. She tips her head back and licks her lips. I bend to capture her tempting mouth in a rough kiss before turning her around and placing my hand in the middle of her back. I wait for her to tense or freak out, but she leans into my touch, pressing her ass back against my swollen length.
“Put your arms on the desk,” I tell her, easing her forward until she rests her tits on her arms and glances back at me. Her round ass taunts me and I run my hand between her legs, stroking through her folds as I find my position behind her, leveling the head of my dick with her center and teasing her hot core with it. She whimpers and pushes her ass back, making my cock slip through her folds. I tsk and grab her hip and my cock with my other hand, pressing it into her center and easing inside of her. Whitney bites her lip, and I watch her as I slide deep inside.
Her nostrils flare as my scent wraps around us. I smirk and playfully smack her ass, moving in and out of her until she begins to demand more, pushing her ass against me with each thrust. I run a finger down her spine, purring when she arches and wiggles at the touch, her core involuntarily clenching around me.
Spreading her ass cheeks, I tease her smaller entrance, easing a finger around the rim of her ass.
“Asher,” she gasps, grabbing hold of the edges of the desk as her body starts to tense.
“Yeah, baby? You want that?” I ease the tip of my finger inside of her.
She moans and nods, moving her body in time with mine.
“Just like that, huh?” I ask, thrusting into her harder. “You want my finger in your ass?”
Whitney can only make small noises of encouragement, too lost in her feverish need. I squeeze her ass cheek with one hand and slowly slide my finger in.
“I got you, baby.” I move my finger in her ass in time with my thrust, pumping into her and holding off my knot with a clenched jaw. I want to knot her so bad, but I’ll have to turn her around for that. I don’t want to bite her from behind. “You’re doing so good,” I tell her, picking up my pace.
I clench my ass and slam into her. The desk groans as it scoots across the floor, I take small steps to keep my dick fully inside of her until she slaps the top of the desk, releasing an angry little growl as her core starts to clench and pulse. I add another finger in her ass, earning a shout of pleasure as her slick covers me. She soaks the front of the desk with her juices, and I smile in triumph, slowing my thrusts and gently easing my fingers out of her ass. She groans in protest when I slide out of her, but I help her turn around and lift her by the back of the legs, guiding her thighs around my waist. Walking her to the nearest wall, I plant her back against it and slide into her hot center again.
There’s no holding back my knot now. My cock swells until I’m tightly nestled inside of her, pumping my hips in a steady rhythm as she captures my mouth. Her tongue traces desperately across my lips and I open for her, sucking on her bottom lip and fighting for control of the kiss. She growls against my mouth, and I relent, letting her demanding tongue steal my air.
I rip myself away from her kiss, nuzzling her neck and preparing to bite her before it’s too late and I have to wait for the next time I knot her. With nothing but carnal desire, I take her neck between my teeth and claim her. My heart skips a beat as the bond snaps into place, an invisible thread pulling taut between us. My stomach flutters with happiness, and I growl in approval, grinding into her and working her clit with my abs until her cum coats my dick and my smile hurts.
This is my omega.
I can’t wait to give her the world.
