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“I’m going to come,” she chokes out as she thrusts her pelvis against my face.
It’s perfect.
Her second orgasm is more violent than her first one, and I have to grip the inside of her thighs to keep her from falling off the couch. All I can smell and taste is sugar as she gushes directly down my throat.
I growl into her cunt at the same time she screams, her grip on my hair deliciously painful.
With my mouth on her, there’s no racing thoughts or painful, debilitating anxiety.
There’s just Omega.
When she finally comes down from her release, she’s a mess of quivering limbs. She slumps against the couch, her eyelids heavy, and lets out a content, gentle sigh.
It’s a fucking beautiful sound, and she looks as peaceful as I feel.
My face is covered in Skylar, and I never want to wash it off.
But then she sits back up as I rise from between her legs. Her hand reaches out wildly towards me, running down my stomach as I stand over her. “Wait…you didn’t…” she mumbles, her eyes barely open.
I chuckle. As much as I want her hands and mouth on me, I’m not going to have her do it because she feels obligated.
I move her hand away and she flops against the couch, curling on her side and giving me a lazy smile.
“The first time we fuck,” I promise her, leaning over to press my lips to hers, “will not be on your couch, or when you’re falling asleep. Or when you’re still recovering from a concussion. This was about you.”
She hums against my mouth as I kiss her. “Sorry,” she whispers as she pulls away.
I scoff. “You’re just as crazy as I thought,” I mutter. “Apologizing for coming all over my face.”
“Hmm.”
She’s half asleep, her lips now shiny with her slick, and I couldn’t imagine a more perfect sight.
I’m so fucked—if she knew the thoughts I’m already having about her, she would run away.
I get too intense too quickly, and it’s happening right now as I watch her smile up at me.
“Where are your towels?” I ask her.
“My bathroom, top cabinets,” she yawns.
I don’t need to be told twice. My inner Alpha roars, desperate to fuck, but I ignore him as I finally make my way to the place I couldn’t stop imagining.
Her bedroom.
I flip on the light and take in everything.
Her expensive Omega brand bed. The pictures on the wall. Even the setup of her furniture.
Whether or not she realizes it, it all defines Skylar.
My Omega.
Fuck, it feels good to think that.
She’s never getting rid of me now.
I couldn’t leave her even if I wanted to.
