Pandora's Gift

Chapter 34

The sound of her alarm forcing her awake was an unwelcoming sound. Though she was not the one to growl audibly at the rude noise for waking her up. The warm body beside her that she was curled up against was the one that let out the audible growl and shifted before the noise finally stopped. It seemed Bakugou was the first one to reach for her phone and hit the stop on her alarm. A slight shift had her almost groaning softly, her body ached a little, yet it was a very pleasant ache as she pushed herself to sit up blinking half open eyes before a low chuckle had her looking over at the blonde who was still laying back in her bed.

"You have quite the bed head going on,'' was the answer she got when she gave the blonde a clearly confused look and arched an eyebrow. Which had her pouting as her hands quickly reached up to try and sooth her wild mess of hair.

"Not my fault we did a fair bit of rolling around last night," she said smirking as she glanced over at the blonde who was sharing a shit eating grin well aware of what she was talking about.

"We did more than roll around," Bakugou said, tossing an arm behind his head as he watched her with a wolfish grin on his face. Which earned him an eye roll from the woman.

Oh she was well aware they did more than just roll around. Her body was still sore a very good reminder of the multitude of sex the duo had. It started in the kitchen with the first round. Then after dinner she had found herself bent over the counter of her kitchen in nothing but Bakugou's shirt.

He had not even bothered to remove his shirt she had been wearing. It's not like it got in his way at all as he had teasingly ground his quickly growing hard cock against an ass cheek. She had given him a cheeky remark after being warned to watch her tongue. Most alpha hated the bratty side she had. They wanted an omega that would just submit and present and be puddy in their hands. Mind her she still was puddy in the blonde hands but she didn't just melt right away. And Bakugou had no issues playing into her bratty side. He had let a low growl rumble in his chest, the hand that had been tangled among her hair gave a rough tug forcing her to turn her head so she could now glance back at him over his shoulder. Her dark eyes met his bright red ones.

"Don't worry I will make sure to put that damn mouth of yours to work. But later," he had promised and it had been a promise he had held up later on in the night.

But first his boxers had been removed and the blonde had ruthlessly thrust straight into her listening to the gasp that escaped her as she winced softly. But she did not even try to squirm away or complain. Little whimpers had escaped her but it was not due to pain or discomfort. No, she had loved the rough treatment he was giving her. The hand in her hair kept her top half pinned to the counter. She felt herself stretching her feet up off the floor to stand on her toes as she tried to keep her ass up as high in the air as she could, wanting to arch her back as much as possible. Oddly enough she wanted to present for him as best as she could.

She struggled to do more than pant and moan as he roughly thrust into her. The edge of the counter biting into her stomach slightly. She did not care the mild discomfort lost among all the pleasure she heard the blonde behind her letting out his own groans of pleasure. Her one hand gripped the edge of the counter as the other was placed ahead of her on the wall of her kitchen to try and prevent her from sliding all the way over the counter top and smashing her face against the wall. Because if she did not then Bakugou's rough handling of her surely would have had her forced you against the counter and wall. And her tiny kitchen counter was not longer than her top torso.

All she could do was keep herself in place over the counter as she panted and moaned. What words did escape past her lips where a jumble of begging pleads for what she herself could not make out. She wasn't sure if she was asking for more? For him to go harder even though he was plenty rough enough with her, or maybe she was even begging for his knot she honestly couldn't recall being able to make out her own words so she could only imagine he had not been able to understand her rambling either.