“Impudent little wench,” he told me as he pulled back. “Anyone could’ve heard what was going down. Joey’s office is an open cubicle, with all the others on that floor.”
“So you’d better give her a corner office on top of that raise,” I said with an unrepentant grin.
“And what do I get out of this, hmm…Ms Davis?” He stared down at me with his wolf’s eyes, rubbing his cock against the now sodden gusset of my underwear.
“Well…” I made a show of considering it. “You could bite me and knot me. Oh shit, you’ve already done that, so—”
“That bears repeating. I’m not sure how well I remember the first time.” He reached down and pushed my underwear to one side, his finger sliding through my slick. “Can you take me just like this? I kinda want to feel you fight a little to take me.”
“Yes.”
I gasped out the word, somehow feeling like I could do just about anything right now, as long as he was holding me.
“You sure?” A finger slid inside me, too slender to do what I needed to, then another joined it. “I’m thick.”
“I know. I kinda high-fived myself the moment I saw your dick.” My eyes flicked open then, and I stared at him. “Shit, I just told on myself.”
“This dick?” I felt something move, and then those fingers were replaced by something much bigger and harder. My smile faded just then as I stared into his eyes and kept on staring as he eased himself into me with slow rocking movements. My cunt seemed to suck at him, wanting him deeper and yet needing some time to achieve just that, but we had time in spades now, and somehow, I knew just how we’d use them. “This dick is all fucking yours, Sage, so I’m damn glad you like it, because it needs to be inside you with a persistent ache that makes me, makes the wolf want to snarl at anything that might get in the way.”
“So take me.” My breath hitched as he started to do just that, pulling out farther now and driving himself back in, his strokes getting faster, deeper.
This was almost like foreplay, but rather than getting me ready to take him with his fingers and tongue, he burrowed inside me, too soon and yet not soon enough. I felt every fucking inch of him, the endless friction of a thick dick in an unprepared pussy making my spine twist.
“Sage, we can stop. I won’t hurt—”
I slammed my mouth down on his to shut him the fuck up, then pushed against the wall to thrust back against him, wanting more.
I’d never felt so fucking thoroughly penetrated, and when he finally drove himself as far as he could go, I felt the hard wall of his abdomen grinding against my clit with a deliberate wiggle, his knot pressing hard against my whole cunt, making it come alive in a way I’d never experienced. My groans seemed to egg him on, his fingers sliding down between us to tease my clit as his strokes got harder and faster.
“You’re gonna take my knot? Tell me you will. It fucking aches.”
“God yes!” I yelped, feeling it grind against me, forcing me open, giving me the good, good stretch I’d come to crave.
“Need to lock down inside you. Shoulda been doing that for days after I claimed you. I bit your neck, but I didn’t claim you, every part of you, just like my beast required. We’re gonna do that now, though, right?”
“Please…”
Just one little sobbing plea, and that was what stilled him. I opened my eyes, staring into his as he nodded.
“Fuck, I love it when you say shit like that, like you need me more than your next breath. That’s what it’s like, isn’t it? It’s how it is for me—like I can’t take a full breath in, can’t fill my lungs properly, unless it’s with your scent. I fucking need in you, Sage, as deep as I can go, because that’s the only time there’s any quiet inside me.”
He could’ve barked at me to take him, made my body comply, but not Max. He stared down at me, thrusting shallowly, pressing hard on every downstroke, making me feel every damn moment of the way my body opened around his, feeling the pinch, then the ouch of being stretched so far, right before he made it all better again.
“Mm…”
Our moans came out at the same time, our lips joining, and we kissed and kissed as he rocked inside me, my cunt clamping down on him, making his hips buck upwards, which just had me clenching harder. We were this curious feedback cycle of pleasure, each person’s spurring on the other’s, and so much more.
As I stared at him, as I watched the silver bleed away to blue again and my Max came back, we became more than bodies, than nerve endings, because that was what a knot was. It was a physical connection, but it locked the two of us together for long past the moment of orgasm, forcing the two of us to confront each other, see the other in their entirety.
“Max…” I gasped out his name because his cock was remaking my pussy with every stroke, but it was more than that, I knew. What I felt in that moment was far, far sweeter than any physical pleasure he could stir in me. It rushed up and out, hot and burning me up, burning Sage, the single beta, away and replacing her with this.
Would we have had this moment the morning afterwards, if Chloe hadn’t fucked it all up? I couldn’t seem to care, so glad was I when it came. My eyes filled with tears, so I was forced to blink furiously to keep sight of him, which meant I caught his look of concern.
“Sage? Am I hurting you? I can stop… Shit, I can’t—”
“No!” I threw my arms around his neck and held on tight, like someone would come into this room and snatch him away, because I loved the way he clutched me closer, as if he felt the same damn thing. “Don’t stop. Please.”
“I can’t. I fucking can’t, not when I’m with you. I want you, need you, but there’s so much more. I…”