Page 109 of Never Bet Against A Hockey Player

“Lachlan,” she breathed out on a moan. Her hands ran over her shirt and her chest heaved.

I’d almost be hurt if he wasn’t pack.

She shoved the blankets off the rest of the way to reveal flushed cheeks and parted lips. Her sleep shorts had rode up so high I could almost see the print on her cotton panties.

The tank top barely hid her pebbled nipples. I could scent her slick as she let out another long moan, this time Conrad’s name the one to be spoken.

I’d record this for him if I knew she was into it. For now, I just committed it to memory, waiting for my name.

“August.” This time it was a whimper not a moan. That was all the control I had.

“Firecracker, you’re killing me here,” I said as I dropped to my knees next to her. She shivered as my fingers brushed against her cheeks. I hoped it wasn’t a hint of heat starting.

“August?” her voice was a needy rasp but her eyes were open now and locked on me. My delta was raging under the surface, begging for me to let him out.

All I wanted was to take her up to my den and fuck her into oblivion. We were both working up to that point but my firecracker had to call the shots for now. I wasn’t going to take things too far or too fast.

“Please?” her hand went to my cheek and I groaned at what she was asking.

“Please, what? I need your words, omega.”

“I’ve been thinking about your knot for weeks. I want you to fuck me, August. Be my first.”

That was what I needed. My delta moved before I processed it, scooping her up and practically running up the stairs. She laughed and clung to me tighter. Her scent was so bright and sweet and mouthwatering.

I shoved open my door but bypassed my room before ducking into my den. It was dark and cool, the walls covered in black paint, the sheets a dark red satin. The light overhead cast a dim light that meant I could see my omega but that was about it.

My delta surged to the surface in response. This was where he could be active the most. I’d stopped rut blockers just after she moved in. I’d taken them long enough the clinic doc promised I’d be off by her heat. For now, they were subdued, coming back in bits and pieces. There was enough residual meds in my blood to keep it at bay.

But right now… I needed her in a primal way.

“Take me, August. I’m yours,” she promised. Then she was pulling me down to the mattress with her. The kiss was a claiming clash, her tongue tempting me to give her everything she craved.

I had to remind myself to be gentle. That this was her first time.

It wasn’t easy when she looked up at me with those gorgeous, blue eyes burning with desperation and hunger.

When her scent was this sweet and perfect.

My omega was half-feral now, taking the lead before I could talk myself into being a gentle delta.

“I need you,” she growled, her hands gripping my shirt and tugging it off. Part of me wished we could take our time, but hadn’t we done that with our previous lessons?

This was no longer a lesson, but the explosion that had been building for months.

I helped her strip me of my clothes before I started pulling hers off gently. Thank fuck for her loose sleeping clothes.

The moment she was naked her tongue was on my skin, lapping at my salty flavor as my cock ached angrily. She had me more turned on now than I had ever been in my life. Including the last time my tongue was lapping at her sweet cunt.

As if that thought triggered my delta into action we were moving, snatching our girl up and laying her out like we wanted. Her eyes were a bit glassy with need and her chest heaving. She looked properly needy.

“Mine,” I growled. “You’ve always been mine, firecracker.”

“Then prove it, delta,” she challenged. Then she let those gorgeous legs fall open to expose her dripping pussy.

When I started to lean down to taste her she stopped me, clamping her thighs shut and glaring.

“We’ve done all that. Give me your knot. Now,” she bit out. I couldn’t help but smirk at that.