It felt nice to laugh like this, to soak in my beta’s scent and presence. It was something I knew I could never go without now.
He pushed open the door to my nest and smiled. “Doesn’t smell like us in here, but you did a good job. It’s so cozy.”
And then I was flying over his shoulder before landing on a soft pile of pillows and blankets.
He looked down at me with a playful smile on his face, but all I could do was rake my eyes over him, taking in every brilliantinch of my bulky beta. Lennon had me worked up already and my omega wanted her beta now.
I was no longer thinking about reading.
He must have read something on my face because the book dropped to the floor.
I was already on my knees, crawling toward him. It was his turn to gulp as he looked down at me.
“I thought we were reading.” It was said like a joke, but his voice was so breathy that it had slick pooling between my thighs.
My fingers fumbled with his belt until I pulled it free and tossed it aside. He stripped out of his shirt, then pulled mine over my head. I shimmied out of my pants and pulled his down too, adding both to the growing pile.
Our scents were stronger now, a mix of sweet and cozy, my favorite blend.
My fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking his length, groaning at how good he felt in my hand.
I liked the way Wilder watched me, like the rest of the world disappeared until it was only me. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes wide and open as if he didn’t want to look away or miss a single moment of this.
My eyes locked onto his before I opened my mouth. He took over like he did last time. The moment my lips were wrapped around him, he was thrusting forward, pushing until I gagged around him. He groaned at the sound, his cock twitching in my mouth. He loved this.
I relaxed my throat and breathed through my nose, urging him to use me. It always turned me on just as much.
Wilder didn’t hesitate, fucking my mouth as if he were desperate for me.
Saliva dripped down my lips and he swiped his thumb across it, a smile on his face.
“You look so good down there, princess,” he praised. “I love the way you make me feel.”
I looked up at him, tears streaming down my face, eyes wide and open, taking him in. It only made him moan and thrust deeper, using me just like I was demanding. His breathing picked up, his broad chest heaving above me.
He looks so strong and powerful like this. It was one of my favorite sides of him. The side that not one other person got to see. This was mine and mine alone.
My pussy was weeping for him, my core aching. But with Wilder, I knew that I had to be patient. He didn’t stop until I was about to lose my mind.
“Lay back on the mattress, princess,” he ordered, his voice deeper than it usually was. It sent a shiver through me, more slick pooling between my legs as I shifted like he asked, obedient for my beta and only him.
I wanted to please him and find out just what he had in mind. His eyes roamed over me slowly, sliding over every inch of my exposed body. His cock twitched as if it liked what he saw.
“Touch yourself for me,” he demanded, never looking away. I slid my hand down my torso and toward my slick thighs, parting them further and hitching my knees to the sides so he had an even better view as my fingers disappeared inside of me.
A whimper escaped as I teased over my clit before pushing two fingers into my core. He watched, barely moving a muscle as I fell apart on my own hand. It felt like he was the one touching me, his gaze was so intense.
“Circle your clit again.” I followed the instructions, slick making it so my fingers glided over my clit easily. I was aching and desperate, more slick dripping from my core as I continued to move, hips thrusting lightly, begging him to let me have more.
He finally moved closer, kneeling down without looking away, taking in every single second of this.
“Please, Wilder. I’m so close,” I begged. My voice was husky and raw as I picked up the pace, circling my clit faster and faster. My core was clenching around nothing now. “I need more.”
“Make yourself come for me.” Then he slid a finger deep into my pussy, pumping it in and out as I still frantically circled my clit. His face was close now, watching every single move, his breathing nearly as erratic as mine.
He added a second finger, stretching me wide, curling them slightly. I was so close I could practically taste it. My chest was the one heaving now.
“Come for me, princess. Now.” It was another order, one that I followed mindlessly.
