Pit Stop

by Cora Rose

The sound of a zipper being slid down resonates throughout the space, and I hear the rustling of fabric. And then a big, pierced dick slides through the hole. I stare at it and grow even wetter. Oh my gods, not only am I finally going to fuck a dick, but a pierced one. A barbell sits right through the tip.

School has nothing on this. I can see what all the fuss is about. Why an omega would choose to leave their career just to be a full-time, stay-at-home fuck. I so get it now.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” the voice grunts, and I can almost hear the wood creaking under the strain of our bodies colliding. “You didn’t say you were in heat!”

“You think you can handle me?” I ask, and he thrusts into me a little more, making me moan. “Skye, I can fucking handle you. Don’t you worry that pretty face.”

“Need you,” I moan. “Need you.” “Yeah, baby. I’m here, Skye-light. I’m here,” he says groggily.

I huff a laugh and then press my lips to his Adam’s apple. If I’m being honest, I’ve wanted to kiss his tattooed neck since I met him all those years ago. Not that I let myself even fantasize about it. I just let the thought slip into my head before discarding it completely. Guys like Maverick don’t go for nerds like me. And the way he looks at me…well, he’s never been interested in what I have to offer. He’s only doing this out of obligation, and the smell of my pheromones is making him behave irrationally.

I don’t ache when I’m with him, I think as I doze off. I don’t feel so alone.

He grabs on to my wrists and pulls my hands from my head. “Seriously, Skye. Stay away from The Pit Stop and stay away from Mav. He’s no good for you.”

“Looking so godsdamn fuckable, so fucking hot. You shouldn’t be around that many alphas. They’ll tear you apart. Red especially. Don’t even fucking go there with him, Skye. You’re better than him. Better than me.” “But I want you. I want you to split me in two.”

“Skye…” “I need to go. Have a book boyfriend waiting for me upstairs.”

“You still want to take me after seeing those pictures?” His eyes grow hooded and he holds out a helmet to me. “Get the fuck on the bike, Skye-light.”

“Maverick,” I moan, and he tucks himself against my side as I curl into him, feeling the pain inside of me fade away with each exhale. “You’re here.” “Your dad called me. Shit, Skye. I think…I think we’ve…fuck, I don’t know how it happened.”

There was always something about Skye that drew my eye.

Skye has been a year-long obsession, and not one I’m easily going to get over anytime soon. It doesn’t help that we’re mated now and he’s never been so fucking hot. The way I can feel him weaving his way inside of me, how in tune we are.

It’s in fucking outer space right now. Orbiting the moon. If the moon was an ass. Skye’s ass.

Our mouths collide, our lips brushing, his tongue thrusting into my mouth as I bend my knees and tunnel into him. Fuck, this guy, my mate. Everything is centered on him. I try to control my emotions, but this bond is making it hard for me to keep my cool. I want to keep him. I want him forever.

“Because I’m going fuck you while I still have you and if I have to rut you right here in this parking lot, I will. Because you’re mine, Skye. You’re fucking mine.”

Not that he’ll ever know how I truly feel, but I can show him.

His bones crack as he leans down, his lips nearly touching my ear. “Fine, but just know, I don’t share. You’re mine while I have you, Skye-light.”

“No one’s ever stood up for me before.” “No one?” I ask, breathless. “No one but you.”

This fucking man. I never thought I’d have a chance with him, and here I am, mated to him. He stood up for me. He took my side when he didn’t need to, when he knows this will inevitably end.

Because it’s him. My Skye-light. Mine. For now.

“You shouldn’t have to do that. Drive all that way…not for me.” He breathes heavily, his chest heaving as he clings to me. “I’d travel the world to get to you. You just need to call.”

“Mav, I’ve always noticed you. I’ve had a crush on you for years. When I was just a kid, and you didn’t look my way.”

“The day we found out we were mates, all my dreams came true. All of them.”