The elevator door slides closed. A wicked, tempting smirk crosses Thorne’s face, and suddenly he moves. Stalking forward with that predatory gaze he seems to possess. He towers over me, andfuck. I love it.
“Tell me this is okay,” he growls.
I nod frantically. “This is more than okay. Kiss me, alpha.”
Then his lips are on mine, and just like our first kiss, it’s all passion. Almost… primal. We can’t seem to stop ourselves with each other. The feeling of the hotel elevator moving, combined with our kiss, only adds to the sensations.
“Goddess,” he pants against my lips. “I don’t do this. I don’t ever have one-night stands.”
I nod again, chasing his lips. “Neither do I, but I want you. Don’t stop. Ineedyou.”
The elevator chimes, and the door slides open. Rather than pulling apart, I jump on this sexy alpha and wrap my legs around his waist. Thorne catches me easily, and I wrap my arms around his neck. He makes me feel tiny and cherished. We continue kissing; him carrying me like this. I close my eyes and grind my hard cock against him. If he wants me, he can navigate the way to his room.
He maneuvers me around, pressing me against the door of a hotel room. Damn, Ireallyhope this is his room, or else we might give someone a show if they were to open the door to see who is making all this noise. Thorne must have fished his key card out of his pocket, because the next thing I hear is the beep of the door before he’s carrying me inside.
It’s so hot the way he doesn’t stop our kisses, like he can’t get enough. I unwrap his scarf before tossing it to the right. He chuckles against my lips. “So desperate for me,” he murmurs.
I slide down his body and begin peeling my clothes off, one layer at a time. Thorne swallows hard, and I smirk. I point to the thick erection in his pants. “Just like you’re desperate for me.”
He growls. I laugh, tugging the last of my clothes off and running into his bedroom. He chases after me, and suddenly I wonder what it would be like to have him chase me down somewhere I can really move. Would he entertain the idea, maybe chase me through the snow and fuck me where we land?
I push the ridiculous thoughts away. This is just one night. One night with my perfect alpha. Plus, I’m pretty sure neither of us needs frostbite in our naughty places.
“What’s got you smiling like that, Hayden?”
I shake my head, heat rushing to my face. “Nothing.” I drawl out the word in a teasing manner. Thorne must have stripped while chasing after me, and I have to admit, I’m impressed. Maybe I should have let him rip the clothes off me as well.
Thorne is muscular. And when I say muscular, it’s as if his abs are painted on, only they are definitely three-dimensional and defined. His arms are just as impressive, and dear sugar cookies, that V of his groin leads to a deliciously beautiful cock.
My eyes land on the nightstand, where a beautiful vase is filled with fresh roses. “Romantic,” he murmurs behind me, and I hum my agreement.
Crawling onto the bed, I give him a show as I wiggle my ass. Fuck, I’m so turned on, he can probably see all the slick. A part of me is sad that my heat isn’t quite here. I’m half tempted to get into the traditional mating pose anyway. It would have been a fucking dream to spend it with him.
But no.‘One night. One night,’I chant internally, trying to remind myself not to ruin this moment.
Thorne rushes forward, hands grabbing my hips, and flips me over. I gasp. My hard cock slaps against my abs, and slick leaks from my hole. Goddess, the strength of this alpha. He moves my body so easily. It’s fucking intoxicating.
Thorne climbs on top of me, his thick, hard cock dragging against mine. His lips settle over a sensitive spot on my neck. Automatically, I tip my neck to the side, not understanding why the need to have him mark me there is so strong.
He inhales deeply, his fingers tilting my neck further to the side to give him full access. “Fuck, omega. You smell so good. Like coffee with a hint of… something else. Cookies?”
My heart races. He shouldn’t be able to smell my scent through the scent blockers. Not unless he’s… I shake my head. Wishful thinking.There’s no way this Greek god of a man is my fated mate.I’m not even sure I actually believe in fated mates.
‘One-night stand. One. Night. Stand.’I remind myself again. But with every kiss, and every touch, it gets harder and harder totell myself this isn’t something more. His teeth graze that spot before he groans. I’m panting now.Fucking hell, why do I want him to bite me? To claim me like this? It doesn’t make any sense.
“Alpha, please.”
“What do you need, sweet Hayden?” he teases. His fingers trail down, caressing my chest before trailing across my nipples.
I whimper, not knowing how to answer. “Please,” I beg. I know he must be as desperate as me. I’ve never been this turned on in my life, and I know alphas don’t like to wait. “You can take me now, Thorne.”
Thorne pauses, and I’m afraid I somehow ruined the moment.
“No omega,” he finally says, voice rough with need. “Let me take care of you. Let me prove that I’m not like them. I’m not like the others.”
At first, I don’t know what he’s asking. Then, he starts kissing a path down my body until he’s between my legs. He kisses my cock. Oh fuck. It feels so good. Right as I think he’s about to suck my length into his mouth, he trails further down, lower. He licks at my hole, tasting my slick.
I gasp. “I-I-I never—” I’ve never had anyone taste me there. As an omega, I’m very sensitive down there. More slick gushes from me as I grip the sheets in tight fists. Shock and lust vibrate through my whole body. I never…
