Page 112 of Knot Without My Permission
Marie whimpers as I slowly bottom out inside her pussy, and I rock my hips before thrusting just enough to make her tits bounce.
“Come on, Sugar,” I croon. “You can keep going, can’t you?”
“You suck,” she gasps. Her heart beat has to be elevated, but she still continues to shoot as she calls out where she’s aiming. Even though I know her history with her brother, she’s practically professionally trained.
He really did show her how to survive if she needs to. Now, don’t get it twisted, I still want to punch the fucker for how he’s traumatized her. There are so many other ways he could have taught her other than at gun point.
“Take a break,” I say, just loudly enough for her to hear me as there’s a hush in the air.
She’s short enough that I have to bend my knees to fuck her, and my thighs are complaining. I’ll take the pain, though. If my new version of leg day is having sex with my girl, I won’t complain.
Marie sets the safety on her gun and places it on the tray as I pull off her ear protection.
“You get to come if you hit all your marks,” I growl.
“That’s impossible,” she whines, watching as I hit the remote to pull the paper target toward us.
“Maybe, maybe not,” I murmur, teasing her with my knot as her fingers curl around the tray in front of her.
“Ransom…”
“Mine,” I growl, sucking on the side of her throat as she moans. “I love the way you do everything, you know that? I love watching you get ready. Did you know you do a little twirl when you think no one’s watching?”
“How do you know that?” she asks, biting her lip.
Neither of us is paying attention to the swaying target in front of us, though I see a fuck ton of holes in the thing.
“Storm put cameras in the room because Wilder wouldn’t stop bothering you otherwise,” I chuckle. “This way, we can all enjoy how beautiful you look.”
“You’re just as bad as he is with the voyeurism," she complains.
“I will take that as a compliment,” I murmur, bouncing her ass against my pelvis as I thrust my hips.
“Oh! So now you’re getting serious about fucking me?” she sasses before her breath hitches. That’s what I fucking thought, baby. “Fuck, please don’t stop. I’ll be good, I swear!”
“Be bad,” I growl. “Nothing in this world will get me to stop. What do you want, Sugar?”
“Fuck me harder, and for the love God, if you don’t touch my clit, I’ll do it my damned?—”
My grin is feral as I cut her off by spanking her clit. Ignoring her squeal, I begin to hum to piss her off. Walking her hips back, I use her cunt as my own personal toy as I push and pull her up and down my cock. It makes her ass clap for me loudly, and I give her the clit stimulation she’s so desperate for.
Marie’s moans get louder as I slam into her, my fingers giving her new bruises as I hold tightly to her hip with one hand. The new position hits her g-spot as the smell of her sweet slick fillsthe air. Her pussy’s walls flutter and clench around my dick, and I’ve never been happier that I pierced it.
“Alpha,” she gasps. “Fuck, that’s good.”
She’s fucking amazing. Whatever bra she’s wearing isn’t keeping her tits from responding to aggressive exercise, because they’re bouncing beautifully. I wish we were in a more private area so I could let them free, but that’s not possible.
Slick coats my dick as my back and legs begin to tingle, warning me that I’m going to have to adjust the hole that I’m fucking soon. It feels too good, and I don’t want to.
I can feel Lore’s amusement through the bond, and I hope he blows his load in front of a room full of club members. Knowing him, he’d easily play it off.
Ugh, he’s fucking insufferable.
“Come on my cock, Sugar. You feel so fucking good.”
“I’m close. I need your knot, Alpha. Please,” she cries out.
“Marie,” I groan, crowding her as I bend forward to capture her lips. “I can’t come in your pussy. There’s a stupid fucking pact.”
