Page 125 of The Secret Omega


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Violently, his lips meet mine, and all that matters is the velvet softness of his mouth, and his spicy scent, and his taste. There are so many sensations, and each one of them is brilliant.

So exquisitely Noah.

I can’t get close enough to him. I won’t be close enough until our bodies have melded together.

Growling, he kisses me hard, bringing my body more fully against his. Grabbing hold of my hand, he places it on his erection. I feel him, hard and long, in my hand.

Without thinking, I start moving my hand up and down him, feeling him grow longer and harder under my touch. I want to please him. After seeing what they did to him—the blood on his body and the hollowness in his eyes—and what he went through to save me. I want to make him feel good.

I move down his body, sinking to my knees, my body damp with desire.

Coming down next to me, he covers my breast with his big hand. I arch my back, leaning into him. Dragging his mouth down my throat, he slides wet, hot kisses against my fiery skin as his hand gently massages my soft breast.

I move my hand up to his short hair, so silky between my fingers and warm from the glare of the sun. The rough stubble on his jaw scratches my cheeks and lips, but I don’t care.

I can feel his control begin to wane. Suddenly, his hands are everywhere. On my back, hips, bottom, and breasts. He moves quickly, like he can’t stop touching me in as many places as possible.

My hands are in his hair. His tongue in my mouth. He kisses me until I can’t take it anymore.

“Now, Noah,” I bellow loudly. Too loudly. I lay down on my back, spreading my legs as I wait for him.

He gazes down at me in wonder, his eyes devouring me. “It was dark last time,” he mutters. “I didn’t get to see you.”

My eyes are downcast, and I resist the urge to cover myself. My narrow hips and little breasts must be disappointing for him. I think of Joanna and her giant proportions, and an embarrassed blush spreads over my body.

“I know I’m small,” I finally say. “Not like a real omega.”

“You’re perfect,” he mutters, his finger drawing a line down my stomach to the wet cleft between my legs. I shudder, my back arching. “You’re my mate. My omega. Mine.”

I cry out, his fingers entering me in the same motion as he dives down, his lips pulling and sucking mine. My body convulses and ratchets as he drags his rough knuckles up and down my sensitive flesh.

When his mouth moves to my neck, I throw my head back and make a sound I can barely believe came out of me. It’s rough and primal.

He growls at the sound, and with one long thrust, he’s inside me. I cry out, my eyes focused on the lacy sunshine peeking through the oak branches.

He pulls himself up, thrusting inside me once and then twice more before I’m pushed over the edge of the cliff. Crying out as I convulse around him. He comes with me, shaking as he releases a loud, low moan.

We lie there, breathing in tandem until he pulls me into his chest and moves us to our sides, facing each other. I breathe him in as his knot plants, snapping itself into place, coupling us. We breathe with each other as the seconds pass, our connection complete.

“I’m sorry,” I finally murmur, burrowing my face into his chest.

“For what?” his deep voice rumbles, vibrating against me. He doesn’t sound as angry anymore.

“For going to Goldenrod with Stella. It was stupid of me.”

“It was unbelievably stupid,” he says with a caustic laugh. “But I’ve done a lot of stupid things lately, too, so I can’t get too upset about it.”

“Like what?”

He hesitates, his muscles tensing under my fingers. “I almost killed Cass until the battle did it for me. But I killed a man.” He pauses, stiffening. “And I wanted to kill more. I liked it.”

His knot is burrowed so deep inside me, I’m more connected to him than I’ve ever been. Like I can feel all his emotions as they pass through him, and into me.

“You did it for me,” I whisper hoarsely. “So, you could get to me. Save me.”

He groans in agreement as I arch against him, a warm heat flooding my body. Hooking a leg over his hip, I sink my face into his spicy skin and inhale deeply.

Carefully, so as not to disturb his knot, I move my body over his much larger one until I’m straddling him. My hair hanging down over my face, I move my lips down to his, pulling him into a kiss.

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