@bitemescftly || continued
There’s a low growl that rumbles deep in the Alpha’s chest as she ‘scolds’ him about his hands placement and how he had been trying to urge her to go just a little bit faster, he’s not used to being told what to do but if anyone was going to get away with it it would be Anna. He knows he promised but when he was inside the omega he tended to get a little caught up in it all, the primal urge to claim, take, breed always wanting to bubble to the surface. Jax’s lips crack a smile though and a chuckle catches in his throat as she’s settling back into his lap again. Fuck she felt so good around him, always new how to drive him and his wolf up the wall with just the slightest of touches. He was addicted, wrapped around her little finger when he swore he never would be to anyone. “Oh, trust me. I’m enjoying it.”
Large, calloused hands give her breasts a soft squeeze; palms rolling over her flesh as he feels his cock throb inside her. The omega’s grinding against him one the dance floor had been a little too much for the Alpha to handle while not exactly a hundred percent sober, jeans tight and uncomfortable for half the night that they were mingling with the rest of the members of the Chapter they were visiting; he didn’t want to step on any toes but the man in charge had told them to enjoy themselves and damn it if he wasn’t doing just that. He’s chasing after her lips for a half moment as she’s moving back up his length, the taunting pace driving him almost as insane as her grinding motions did earlier. “God fucking damn, Anna.”











