Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Sharon

It was like my body had been waiting for his command. The orgasm started even before he pressed his thumb to my clit, tensing the muscles from my head to toes as the wave crested and then broke over me. I cried out, rocking against his hand as my core spasmed around his shaft, waves of sensation washing along each nerve before coming back to pool in my belly once again.

It was good, but my body instinctively knew the alpha wasn't done with me since his knot hadn't swelled, so it was already preparing to be brought to the edge again.

I thought my head was still spinning from the release, so I didn't realize Alex had stood and was turning me around until my front hit the table. His hand still shackled my nape, keeping me pressed to the glossy wood as I felt him flip up my skirt so my ass was exposed. The heat of his cock was at my entrance again before I could even wiggle in protest.

His thrust seated him all the way to his base, the sudden invasion pushing the air from me on a whine. The stretch of his shaft was perfect, making my core clench with greedy delight as he impaled me.

"Now these alphas will watch while I fuck you. Look how much they want you. How they envy me."

I hadn't thought much once I'd sat in Alex's lap, but the reminder of my subconscious fear due to my ex had me looking around as far as I could see. It was hard to spot anything beyond the edge of the stage, the darkness hiding the details, but I thought I caught the glint of at least two sets of eyes looking at us.

Ilias sat on the couch my head was facing, his cock in his hand, his focus clearly on me. It was a new experience, having others watch and knowing they were pleasuring themselves to the sight of me, but it was one my body seemed to like, since fresh slick seeped from around the cock crammed inside me, sliding down my thighs.

Alex chuckled as he started to move, able to tell exactly what his words had done to me. The tiny part of my mind that sounded like my mother said I should be embarrassed, but it was drowned out by the pleasure emanating from my core.

I tried to hold on to the table, but Alex's thrusts had me sliding forward on it until the edge was digging into my hips. Even with the bite of pain it caused, each time he withdrew all I could do was hold my breath for the next thrust, the next spike of bliss that extended from my pussy to spread throughout my whole body.

It had never been like this before. There was something about him that made my body respond stronger than ever, craving him.

"Do you want me to knot you, kitten, or should I pull out and paint you with my cum?"

I could feel the way his base was starting to bulge, the growing knot signaling that he was getting close. I wanted to feel his knot stretching me, but a glance at the crowded room reminded me that would mean being locked to him for however long it took for it to deflate, in full view of everyone.

"No. Knot."

I had to gasp the words between impacts, the breath rushing from me each time he slammed in. My core was fluttering, the tension already rebuilt to what it had been before my first orgasm, and I was ready to come when he did.

My entrance was burning with the pull and drag of the bulge with each thrust, but the pleasure spiraling through me was too great to care. The omega part of me wanted him to ignore what I'd said and knot me anyway, but the tiny part of my brain still able to rationalize knew it would be awkward. I'd barely spoken to this alpha and being tied to him could end up uncomfortable. I'd rather be able to slink away and have a nice confidence-boosting memory without the fuss.

His pace grew erratic, and for a moment I thought he might forget after all. When he tried to pull back my channel didn't want to release him, and I felt the first spray of cum burn along my insides with his knot still stretching my entrance.

His fingers slipped down to where I was spread open, rubbing tight circles on my clit. The sensation made me clench, the pain of his knot not being where it was supposed to be making me whine, but it sent me over the edge I'd been clinging to.

Alex pulled the rest of the way out as I shuddered through my orgasm, my empty core spasming with each hot brand of cum that landed on my ass and thighs. The second whine over not having him locked inside me was unavoidable, my base instincts disappointed by the loss, but as I came down from the release, I let out a relieved sigh.

Two fingers dragged through the mess on my backside before pushing through my entrance, sending me up on my toes as my body debated over whether it was too much or just right. Another hand smeared through more of the cooling seed, spreading it across one ass cheek before the grip tightened.

"Perfection."

His fingers pumped inside me as he groaned the word, and warmth spread through my chest even as he forced a moan from my throat. His hand twisted, thumb pressing to my sensitive nub, and suddenly I was trembling through another orgasm as I gasped against the tabletop.

The fingers lingered, gently coaxing my release along until it was too much, and my hips twitched away from his touch. I was wrung out, my thighs quivering, and I didn't know how I'd be able to walk from the stage, much less continue to stand through the rest of the party.

My skirt was smoothed down over my bare ass with another squeeze before my upper half was being lifted. I was turned and pulled against a hard chest, a hand under my chin forcing my head back so I had to look up into dark eyes.

"I want you to keep my scent on you. You're going to go home and strip, then go to bed without showering. You're not allowed to wash off my seed until morning."

A shiver went down my spine at the look he was giving me. Sated and weary, my instincts were in control, and I dropped my gaze to his firm lips.

"Yes, alpha."

The chest I was pressed against vibrated with a purr that melted what was left of the tension in my body, turning my brain to pure mush. Stranger or not, I wanted to snuggle against him and beg him to keep purring for me.

"Go get your things and tell them you're leaving. Be my good girl and do what I said."

I shivered again, my core giving a weak clench. No one would call me a good girl, but I could be his good girl, if only for tonight.

"Yes, alpha," I whispered again.

He held me a moment longer before the purr ended and his arms moved away. The loss made me feel cold and lost, but a quick glance up made my stomach tighten. The alpha had given me orders, and he was watching to see if I complied.

The first few steps were difficult, my legs not wanting to hold me up after such a thorough fucking, but I grew steadier as I pushed on. There were less people filling the theater as I passed through it, and I realized some must have started leaving. Others were busy on the couches or against the walls, and spotting Emily spit roasted by two massive alphas assuaged any guilt over giving in to temptation instead of working.

Sarah was behind the bar with the bartenders when I came into the room to deposit my apron. I grimaced at the dampness of it, but there was nothing to be done.

"The party is technically over, so you're free to go. Toss the apron in there."

I was relieved when she pointed to an opening under the bar for the apron, and after slipping the envelope inside from the pocket to my bra, I tossed it in. Unsure what to say, I offered a halfhearted smile and wave.

"Thanks. Have a good night."

Her brow twitched and she smiled, the first one I'd seen on the seemingly serious omega.

"I will. Get some rest."

There was no judgement on her face and the worry that had started to grow loosened. I had to pass back through the theater to get to the exit I knew, but I resisted the urge to look up at the stage. This was a one-time thing, and while it had been fun, it could all be ruined if I looked up there and saw another female. It was better to make a clean break and slip away with the warm glow from his purr.

There were guards waiting outside the door, though none of them were the one who'd brought me to the room.

"Staying or leaving?"

I looked back at the closed door behind me before shaking off the thoughts trying to creep in. I'd made my choice in there, and even though there was no way he could know if I followed his orders, a part of me still wanted to.

"Leaving."

I was walked through the halls to the door I'd entered hours before, the spring night chilly without the sun warming the wind. The guard stayed on the landing as I descended, and for a moment I considered asking him to walk me to my car. I had the cash I'd been paid for working, and it would be just my luck to be robbed, but the glow of the lights at the end of the alley and over the parking lot gave me the confidence to go on my own.

Slipping into my car, I looked back at the building that seemed like nothing more than a typical warehouse. I'd learned the rumors were definitely true, and I'd had a taste of what working in a place like that could be like.

Grinning, I started the engine to head home.