Page 117 of Nest of Thieves
“What are you doing?” she asks, more curious than worried.
Grabbing my shirt with one hand, I tug it over my head and toss it at her. The fabric hits her in the face, and a little bit of anger flares deep in her irises.
“Take your clothes off.”
“I’m not—”
“Take your clothes off,” I say, infusing the tiniest bit of alpha command into my words, leaving her enough space to fight back if she wants.
Growling, she stands and rips her shirt off and throws it at me. I laugh and catch it against my chest, nodding at her to keep going while I slip off my jeans and boxer briefs. My cock is already dripping with pre-cum, and her tongue dashes across her bottom lip at the sight. Eventually, I’ll have those pretty lips wrapped around my cock, but not today. She hurriedly takes the rest of her clothes off and starts to walk toward me.
I shake my head and point to the bed. “Lie down on your back.”
She does as I ask without resistance, and I meet her on the bed, placing my legs on either side of hers and kneeling over her. I palm my cock and tip my chin toward the phone.
“Pick it up and watch.”
Confusion lines her forehead, but she grabs the phone and glances at the screen. I stroke my cock, and her eyes flick to where my fingers are curled around my length.
“Watch the phone.”
She shifts her attention again, lasting three strokes before she breaks down and glances at me jerking off again. I stop and squeeze the base of my dick, shaking my head.
“Phone.”
Making a disgruntled noise, she grudgingly does as she’s told. I continue to fuck my hand, watching her watch me until my cock pulses. Since I’m not inside of her, there’s no knot when I come, only warm, white liquid that sprays across her stomach and tits. She gasps and throws the phone, glaring at me.
“Hey!” She props herself up on her elbows.
I place my fists on either side of her head, invading her space and pushing her back onto the bed. Her head presses into the pillows, and I take one hand and smear my cum over her skin, rubbing it in until Jo only smells like me. Her breasts heave, and I squeeze one tit, rubbing cum all around her pretty nipple while looking her straight in the eye. Her nostrils flare as she breathes me in. Her lips part, and she releases a tiny little purr of approval.
Reaching between our bodies, she grabs for my cock, but I lift my hips back, not letting her touch me.
“Riku,” she scolds me with my real name.
“Shh,” I tell her, pinching her nipple hard enough to make her back bow. “You’ve done enough.”
She scowls, and I kiss the tip of her nose before scooting back and burying my face between her legs. The flat of my tongue runs up her slit, and I swallow the sweet slick coating her pussy, continuing to massage my cum into her stomach while I mouth fuck her. Jo’s thick thighs clamp around my face, and I hum in approval, sucking on her clit and thrusting three fingers inside of her.
“Oh, fuck,” she shouts, digging her fingers into my long hair and rubbing her cunt all over my face.
I give up trying to play tough and let her take a little control, stroking her inside while my tongue relentlessly swirls over her nub. I don’t stop until Jo’s screaming my name and her cum is dripping from my chin. When she stops writhing, I shove her legs up with both my hands and grab a solid chunk of her ass with my teeth.
She moans. “I said kiss it, not bite it.”
“Too bad,” I murmur before biting the same spot again before standing and thrusting into her wet heat. Jo whimpers, and I pump into her hard and fast, willing her walls to clamp around me. Making her eyes roll back and her nails dig into the comforter while I remind her what happens to bad omegas. “Say you’re sorry,” I demand on a pant.
“What?”
“Say sorry.” I hold myself deep inside of her and grind into her.
“I’m not,” she says with a little shrug.
“You like being bad? You like my cum coating your skin like lotion?”
She nods, and I roll my hips back and slam into her hard enough to make her mouth drop open.
“You like touching yourself like a little slut on my bed?” I slam into her again.
