“Maybe this will be where I claim you,” he breathed out. “So we can tease you every time we eat this perfect pussy.”
I whimpered at the thought, not ready for bonding yet, but excited one day he would give me that.
“Delta, I need your knot,” I begged, hooking my arms under my knees, spreading myself wide for him.
His eyes rolled back as he breathed me in, nose trailing over my skin as he settled between my legs. Then he was sitting up straighter, lining himself up.
“Can I take you like this or do you want me to use a condom?”
“Are you safe?” I knew the answer but I wanted him to confirm it.
“I am,” he promised.
“Me, too and I’m on birth control. Fuck me, delta. Make me yours.”
“As you wish, my little bat.” Then he was rocking his hips forward, sliding into me in one thrust. He felt incredible, thick enough to make it ache. I knew I’d feel this tomorrow which was exactly what I wanted.
Kota slowly slid it out of me before slamming his hips forward again.
“More,” I begged, desperate now.
“I’ve got you, Roxie,” he promised, fucking me harder and faster now, finally letting some of that desperation win.
His hands were gripping me tight enough I knew it might bruise, his cock slamming into me like he was proving that I was his.
I cried out his name, my body already clenching around him. My legs were wrapped around his hips now, holding him closer and forcing him deeper.
He shoved his knot in as it swelled, pushing past my body’s barriers and locking us into place. I was so wet and ready my body easily gave in, eager to accept him.
His knot was already pulsing, vibrating steadily as he fucked it deeper into me, pushing it against my sensitive walls over and over again, filling a space that had been empty for far too long.
One last thrust and I was coming. He slammed his hips forward, holding it steady, pushing his pulsing knot into place so my orgasm raged on, never ending as his body forced mine to fall apart on repeat.
I didn’t know deltas could feel this fucking good, but now I was hooked.
He worried that I might cast him aside for who he was, but that was exactly the reason I was keeping him.
Not just because he made me feel this good, but the fact that he cared enough to make this a good experience.
Kota was genuine in and out of the bedroom, and now that I’ve had him I knew I couldneverlet him go.
Chapter
Fifteen
Greer
My throat was raw. I had talked more in the past few hours than I had in all the years apart from my omega.
I could barely believe Rylan was sitting in front of me now. His scent of dark, sweet plums, cherries, and red wine was almost too much for me to take.
“So, we were both idiots,” Rylan finally choked out. We’d been sitting in silence while we both processed.
When he finally looked up again, I could tell he was beating himself up. I hated that. The last thing I wanted was for him to be hurting.
“I think we’ve beat ourselves up enough. Can I… can I hold you?” His eyes were glassy, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. There was longing in his gaze. It was easy to see he wanted this as badly as I did, but I wouldn’t push.
Even if I was tired of denying myself any pleasure or happiness in life, I’d be patient. He came first. Always.
