Page 33 of Examining the Bond

Her eyes gleam at my words, and she moves her hand to give me access. “Y-yes.”

The word is barely out of her mouth before I lean closer, gripping her thighs as I lower and run my tongue along the length of her seam. Her sweet flavor explodes across my taste buds as she trembles beneath me.

“Skylar!” Riann gasps as I swirl my tongue over her swollen clit.

My core clenches at the sound of my name on her tongue, and my arousal soaks into my boxers. I pick up my speed, devouring her pussy as tiny sounds fall from her lips.

I am insane.

Absolutely insane.

It’s the middle of the day, and instead of running more tests or working on her diagnosis, I’ve got my face buried in the prettiest pussy I've ever seen.

In my fucking office.

I’ve hooked up with countless betas and omegas, but I’ve never been this absolutely feral for any of them. The adrenaline shooting through my system at the thought of being caught, coupled with the butterflies swarming in my stomach, has me on the brink of a frenzy, but I manage to keep a level head.

I want this to be even better for her than it is for me. I want to make it the best goddamn experience of her life. If she ever lets another alpha touch her, I want to make her come so hard that she only thinks of me.

The chair is covered in slick, and so is my chin, the fluid dripping down my throat and soaking into my shirt. I’m going to need new clothes and a shower after this, but I don’t care. I eat her pussy like it’s part of my job description, working her up until she tangles her fingers in my hair.

I slip a finger into her pussy as I work my mouth against her, her whines and moans as she bucks her hips against my face my new favorite song. Her breaths grow more erratic by the second, her pussy tightening around my finger as I pump it in and out.

She tugs on my hair, tearing a growl from my lips that vibrates her clit, and pants as I work my tongue faster.

She’s so close…

I hook my finger inside her, and a cry escapes her before she slaps a hand over her mouth.

So fucking close…

Pushing another finger inside her, I work them in time with my mouth on her clit; I push harder, faster, until her muscles clamp down and don’t let go. A long, wild moan rolls off her lips, barely muffled by her hand, as she comes hard. Slick gushes around my fingers, drenching the office chair and dripping to the floor.

I fuck her through the climax, reveling in every twitch as she rides the aftershocks. Seeing the way she reacts to me and the way she shatters apart nearly has me coming undone. I could watch her come a thousand times, and it still wouldn’t be enough.

When I pull my fingers out, her cheeks are flushed, and she’s gasping for air.

“Holy fuck!” she whispers, a trembling hand moving to press against her chest where I’m sure her heart is racing. “That was… oh my God.”

I stare up at her from my knees, my shirt sticking to my chest, her slick soaking through my sports bra, feeling like the luckiest alpha to ever exist. She’s still stammering, trying to form a coherent sentence, and all I can think about is how stunning she looks.

I’m already imagining her wrapped in my bedsheets, thoroughly fucked and nestled into the crook of my arm as we fall asleep together.

Oh the things I could do to her if given the chance.

The life I could give her…

Unashamed, I wipe my face on the sleeve of my shirt and push to my feet, offering her my hand that wasn’t buried in her second ago. She takes it and staggers to her feet, a little wobbly.

“Are you okay?” I ask gently, nudging her chin up to meet her eyes.

Her cheeks are pinked, wisps of red hair curling chaotically around her face, and her bright blue eyes are wide. After a moment, she nods.

“Fantastic,” she says, fighting a laugh. “Where can I leave a glowing review of this place?”

A laugh shakes my chest, and I drag her against me, enjoying her closeness. Her hands dance over my hips, sliding up my back, making me shiver.

“Is it my turn?” she asks, her voice so faint I barely hear it.