Lain isn’t the type of man I knew I needed, but God, do I need him. He brings such a lightness to my life, so much fun and happiness. He’s my sunshine and I’m less nervous about sharing a bond with him, knowing that I’ll be able to feel his joy from here on out.
Without words, he grabs the hem of my sweater, helping me take it off. I immediately help him do the same. Lain’s lean muscle is on display. He has more of a runner’s body, or in his case, someone who hikes nearly every day.
He hovers over me, kissing my stomach, ribcage, and clavicle, before pulling the cups of my bra down to kiss and worship my breasts.
“I need you,” I whisper, and he gives me one of his dimpled grins as he torturously removes my pants and kisses every inch of skin bared to him.
“Not as much as I need you,” he says, his fingers sliding my panties to the side before his mouth is on me.
I don’t see stars as pleasure tingles through my body. No, I see a literal waterfall. If you asked me the last time I saw this place, if I thought I’d find the loves of my life and be in the process of becoming the person I wanted to be, it would have been a resounding no.
But with Lain’s beautiful face in between my legs and the stunning Highland scenery around me. I know one thing for certain.
I’m home.
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Maisie tastessweet and tart just like her scent, and I’ll never get enough.
I’m a mix of nerves and anticipation as I devour her sweet pussy. I’m about to bond with the woman I love in one of my favorite places and I didn’t know that I’d ever have this. Especially not with someone as perfect for me as Maisie.
Her back arches with the suction of my lips and I do it again, which has her holding my head in place, canting her hips against my mouth.
She moans, and it reverberates off the tent’s walls alongside the trickle of rain outside. She comes against my tongue and I lap her up until her body goes still.
I pull up to my knees, taking off my trousers as I just stare at her beautiful form against the pillows. Her wild hair splays around her angelic face and fuck, I’m shaking.
“Come here,” Maisie says, tugging on my wrist and dragging me down to the blankets. My pants are half off and she gets to her knees to help me remove them and my underwear, before climbing and straddling my thighs.
Her warm, wet pussy grinds against my cock as she leans forward and presses her tits against my chest, and grabs my face.
“Where do you want your mark, Lain?” she asks, while grinding down on me, which doesn’t help my train of thought at all.
I squeeze her arse, thrusting upward before looking at her neck.
“What do you think about your bonds being stacked one on top of another?” I ask her, liking the idea of how the silver marks would decorate her delicate throat.
“I think I like the sound of that,” she says, her mouth meeting mine as she slips her hand between us and grips my length, teasing the tip with her entrance.
As she slides down, taking me inch by inch, I moan into her mouth and grab her tight.
“Nothings as good as this,” I whisper against her lips and her scent gets thicker in the tent as she picks up her pace in riding me.
“I want your knot and bond at the same time,” she says, kissing the side of my face.
“Whatever you want, love,” I tell her and she moans, grinding her sweet little clit against my pelvis. “Take my knot, pet,” I beg, because if she doesn’t soon, I might just combust.
She doesn’t make me plead, shifting to take all of me. The moment her pussy is wrapped around my knot, I’m rutting into her from below. My Omega makes the hottest fucking sounds as I fuck her and I know she’s close.
It’s like time pauses for a few moments as I push her hair to the side, lick her throat, and slowly bite down as my knot swells to its largest size.
The pleasure is too much, almost an out-of-body experience, as I orgasm and feel our bond click into place. It’s almost like it’s too much emotion and fulfillment for this small little tent.Maisie moans into my ear and I know the noises I’m making are near feral as I hold her and we ride out this unbelievable feeling together.
As the sexual gratification falls away, I’m left with the new sensation of being bonded to my dream girl and I clutch her to my chest, trying to keep myself together. But of course, now that we’re bonded, I can’t hide anything from her.
Maisie kisses the side of my face, holding me tight. “It’s okay, Lain. I’ve got you,” she says and I just squeeze her tighter.
