I need to bury my cock in her pussy, push my knot deep in her body until it binds us together and I fill her with my cum.
I need to claim this woman, I have to.
Have to rut.
Have to mark.
I have to knot my omega and I have to do it now.
With a growl, I rip the button right off of her pants, ready to tear them from her body but that sound, it turns into a hiss as Olive forces my head up and slams her lips against mine.
Stars explode across my vision as my eyes slide shut, white spots quick to follow as I feel my omega push her tongue into my mouth and tangle with mine.
Lemon and sugar cookies invade my senses as I drink her down. Frenzied. Hard. Fast. Starving for my mate in every way.
Olive sucks on my tongue then quickly comes back for more, kissing me with so much urgency before she bites down hard on my lower lip, and that’s when what’s happening finally sinks in.
My first kiss.
Olive, my scent match I’ve spent so much of my life loving from afar, she’s kissing me like she truly does love me and my heart swells.
I’ve never allowed myself to dream of something like this, never let myself hope that one day we’d be together and she’d want me the same way I want her. That Olive would love me enough to want to be my first kiss.
But that’s exactly what’s happening now.
That, and my fingers have made their way into her pants and are seconds from sliding inside her panties, andthatis not going to happen right now.
“Olive,” I grunt as I break the kiss. “Olive, stop.”
My omega whines as I lean back and slowly start to lower her feet to the ground but she doesn’t let go of my neck. “Why?”
I look into her eyes, searching, trying to see through those contacts to the vibrant green I love so much. I don’t want to say it. I don’t want to tell her why we need to stop but the hazy expression means I might have to.
“Rune?”
With a small but genuine smile, I reach up and loosen her grip, bringing her arms down to her sides before I push her hair behind her ear.
“Did you… You didn’t want?—”
“No,” I say sharply then take a deep breath. “I mean, yes, I wanted to.”
Olive blinks a few times as her cheeks go pink. “Then why did you stop?”
“Not here.” Maybe that will suffice for now. “It’s not right.”
She nods and starts fixing her shirt. “You’re sure that’s all it is?”
No,but I nod.
“Okay,” Olive says as she gives me a strange look before her eyes go wide and the urgency returns to her demeanor. “It’s probably a good thing you stopped us before we got too out of hand, I was ready to make you knot me right here on the stairs but we have to talk first.”
My cock jerks against my fly at her words but I adjust my pants and take an uneasy breath, ready to ask why it took so long for her to realize she doesn't want me, but my omega surprises me once again.
“I have another scent match, and he’s here.”
Fuck.
CHAPTER 21
