It was a work of fucking art just like the rest of him. “Maybe hockey players aren’t so bad after all,” I said, giving it a light smack.
“Like what you see, little bat?” he mused, flexing for me to showcase even more of his physique.
“Let’s just hope you know what to do with this,” I said as I moved back to the front, wrapping my fingers around his cock. I could already feel his knot pulsing steadily, practically begging me to give him relief.
He was losing it as much as I was and I loved that
“Tell me what you want, little bat,” he begged. I thought it over for a second before giving my first command.
“On your knees, delta.” There was no hesitation as he dropped to the floor with a thud, his knees hitting the hardwood, eyes eager as he looked up at me.
Most men I’ve been with have been the commanding type. But here was this delta ready to do as I asked, submitting to what his omega wanted.
I didn’t say another word as I stepped back, giving him a front row seat as I slowly slid out of my dress for the night. It was a black off the shoulder number that he had picked.
It pooled at my feet and I carefully stepped out of it. His breath hitched, groaning at the lack of anything underneath.
“I knew that dress was a good choice,” he said, eyes burning now.
Just like he’d posed for me, I did a slow circle for him so he could take me in from every angle. I knew exactly what these shoes did to my legs and ass.
Kota was done waiting. He scooted forward on his knees, crawling to his omega. My heart thudded in my chest as I watched, captivated by such a powerful man crawling forme.
My delta hooked one of my legs over his shoulder. He gripped me tight, holding me in place, but I tightened my hands in his hair to keep my balance, head falling back as he pressed his face into my dripping pussy.
I’ve been wet for hours and it had only gotten worse since he’d kissed me.
Kota’s tongue teased through my slick, humming happily as he cleaned up every drop I’d offered him so far.
“I need more,” he groaned. It was my only warning before his tongue pushed into my core. He was relentless with his tongue as he fucked me with it. His fingers were digging into my skin as I rocked my pussy into his face, desperate to come.
He wasn’t the type to make me wait for it. He listened to every sound I made and doubled down until I was exploding on his face, slick gushing out of me with enough force my eyes rolled back. I don’t think I’ve ever come so damn hard.
My legs were quaking, but his hands held me steady, teasing me right through it. When my orgasm faded, he carefully put my foot back on the floor and stood. I wavered slightly without him and he didn’t hesitate to pick me up, carrying me over to his bed and laying me out for him.
“You’re everything I ever imagined, omega. Tell me you’re mine, that you’re not going to decide hockey players aren’t worth it.”
“I’m yours, Kota. Show me what that means.”
“My pleasure, little bat.” He stretched his body over mine, lips claiming mine once again. It was a promise that I was his, too.
I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of kissing this man. It wasn't a fight for dominance or possession, just teasing kisses or sweet ones that made me feel like he was savoring me.
He pulled away from my lips so he could trail his mouth down my throat, nipping and sucking at the delicate skin, marking me without claiming.
My whimpers were needy. I’d already come once and here I was on the edge again, ready to explode at any second just from him teasing me like this.
I couldn’t wait to have him inside me, to experience his delta knot for myself.
Kota sucked one hard nipple into his mouth, teeth grazing over it before soothing the bite with a swirl of his tongue. Everything he did was purposeful and unhurried.
At first I thought this delta would fuck me hard and fast, impatient after our night together, but he was proving me wrong. I should have known he’d be the opposite. He’d always shown us how happy he was to find us. I felt like he simply wanted to worship and appreciate me.
“Little bat,” he groaned. “You taste so good, smell so good.” The praise was followed by a desperate growl. “You’re so wet.”
“It’s all for you, delta,” I breathed out. My hands trailed over my own skin now, squeezing my breasts and tweaking my nipples. I was on the verge of coming again but the movement had him pulling away to watch me.
Kota let out a rumble of approval, eyes taking in every second as I teased myself. “Someday, I’m going to watch you make yourself come, little bat. But tonight, I only want my name to be on those pretty lips.” He dipped forward again to tease his tongue through my slick, nibbling at my inner thigh sharp enough I bucked forward.
