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“Against the wall?”

“Yes.”

I growled and used my slight size advantage to turn us so that he was against the wall. I spent another minute working my fingers in and out of his ass, then pulled my hand free.

“Turn around,” I ordered as I stepped back to push down my pants. My cock stood at attention as soon as it was free of the fabric.

Flynn struggled for a moment—his feet trapped by his trousers—then he kicked them and his boxers to the side.

His cock was gorgeous and hard, and I allowed myself to imagine lazy mornings sucking him down. Then he turned and stuck his ass out.

He was slick enough that it glistened with the light coming through the large windows.

I took a moment to appreciate his beauty—the way the light danced across his skin and highlighted the hues in his brown hair. Then I couldn’t hold back. I slid my cock between his cheeks to coat it with slick, then I pressed the tip to his entrance.

Flynn—my beautiful omega—moaned as I started to push inside.

I slid my hands to his hips and held him where I wanted him. Then I took my time, rocking a bit deeper with each thrust and savoring the way he opened around me.

“Fuck… oh fuck…” Flynn breathed as I sheathed myself fully inside him.

“Are you ok?” I asked.

“Mm-hmm,” he hummed as he leaned his forehead against the wall. “More than ok. You feel even better than I imagined.”

“You imagined me inside you?” I teased.

“Ever since I let you into the building.”

I laughed. “Fair enough.”

I allowed my hands to roam as we adjusted. I slid them beneath his shirt and pressed my palm to his stomach—where our first baby would soon be growing inside him. Then I danced my fingers up to tease his hardened nipples.

“Alpha…” he whined, rolling his hips.

“Are you ready?”

“Mmm-hmm…”

“Slow and sweet or hard and fast?”

He turned his head and smirked. “We have the rest of our lives for sweet. Right now, I need you toclaimme.”

A lopsided smile spread across my face. “Make it hard to walk tomorrow. Got it.”

He moaned. “God, yes. Please.”

I slid my hands down and gripped his hips again, then I started thrusting. I was slow for the first few to make sure he was loose enough, but it wasn’t long before I couldn’t hold back.

My omega had asked me to claim him… breed him… bond him, and I was going to give him what he wanted. I pistoned in and out of his tight wet heat, and the sound of slapping skin mingled with my growls and his moans.

“You feel so good,” I praised.

“You too,” he gasped.

I leaned slightly over him to brace one arm against the wall while keeping the other hand on his hip.

“Oh, fuck,” Flynn cried. “Fuck! Oh, fuck! Right there!”