Page 114 of Never Bet Against A Hockey Player

I launched into an explanation about practice, the usual drama between players that just happened when you stuck that many alphas and deltas together.

She listened to every word. Dhara always listened.

“I have dessert inside,” I said after cleaning up and setting the dishes aside for me to deal with later.

“Why go inside when you have dessert right here?” she teased. I swallowed hard as she stood up and drained her champagne before setting it aside. Her walk was slow and languid, her hips swaying as she walked over to me.

Dhara stepped over me so her feet were on either side of my folded legs. Then she carefully dropped onto my lap. I could feel her warmth through the light fabric of my pants, and I had to bite back a groan at how good she felt.

I was desperate for this omega.

“Just one tease and you’re already hard for me, alpha?”

I gave my omega a look. “Baby, I’ve been hard for you since the moment I met you. Seeing you in this dress has been killing me slowly.”

“Maybe I can do something about that,” she offered, her fingers teasing over the buttons on my shirt. She looked up at me again, those gorgeous, blue eyes asking for permission. I nodded and she quickly undid the buttons one by one.

Then she was running her hands across my skin, pushing the shirt off my shoulders. I shrugged out of it as I bit back a groan. Her touch was electric, sending shockwaves through my body. My cock had never ached this much.

I love that she took her time admiring my body. I’d honed it well, and I was proud of how I looked. Even more so, through her eyes.

Her fingers danced over my skin as if she was memorizing every muscle that I had to offer.

“You’re gorgeous,” she praised, placing a kiss right there on my chest. Then my shoulder as she shifted back. Her fingers continued to glide down my chest before finally reaching the button of my pants.

“Why don’t we move this over to the bed?” I managed to say, standing up and making her squeak and cling to me.

I put her on her feet right in front of the mattress

“You can take them off of me now,” I said. She didn’t hesitate to finish unbuttoning my pants and shoving them and my boxers down.

I had expected this omega to be shy, but she seemed confident. Like she knew exactly what she wanted and had no problem demanding it from me.

She licked her lips as she stared at my cock. It was hard as steel and already leaking for her.

“What do you need from me, omega? I don’t want to make the wrong move.”

“I want you to make me yours,” she said simply. “Take the lead, alpha. I can handle it.”

“You are mine,” I promised, dipping my head to kiss her soundly. She moaned against my lips, her fingers digging into my biceps as she held onto me.

My hands skimmed down her hips until I reached the bottom of her dress, pulling it gently over her head and tossing it aside.

Her breasts were already free, her nipples hard. She was perfect. Petite and her breasts were just enough to fill my hands.

My omega was a sight to behold, and I hadn’t even gotten to see all of her yet.

“Does my omega need me?” I rumbled, nipping at her neck this time and making her gasp.

“Yes,” she breathed out, practically begging for my knot.

I wasn’t about to deny my omega anything. I hooked my fingers into the band of her lacy underwear and dropped to my knees as I helped her out of them.

Her scent was so sweet and warm. Even more perfect closer to the source.

Fuck, I was so hard it hurt. But I needed to taste her first. My mouth was already watering.

I guided her hands to my shoulders before hooking one leg over my arm, hoisting it enough to be comfortable and spread those beautiful thighs for me.