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I turned back around as I unhooked my bra. The fabric fell away and his eyes found mine first before slowly sliding over me. I could feel his gaze like a caress, sliding over my skin and leaving a tingling sensation in its wake.

The last thing was my underwear. I slowly slid them down my hips and bent over with them, not standing tall until they were at my feet. I kicked them away then slowly slid my hands over my body. The delta was practically panting now as he tracked the movement. His tongue darted out, licking his lip in anticipation.

“Do you have any idea what you do to us?” he rasped. I watched as he stroked himself again. It was clearly not enough but the fact he needed even that little crumb of relief while watching me told me all I needed to know.

“Exactly what you do to me, delta,” I promised as I walked back. There was a bit more sway to my hips before I climbed into his lap, my knees on either side of him as I hovered over my delta. I glanced between us and watched as he stroked himself again.

“You’re in charge, omega. Take what you need,” he whispered as he stroked himself again. Our scents were melding together now, my sweet and his electric scents forming a perfect, heady cloud that had me ready to claim him.

“Good, because I need you, Lachlan. I’ve needed you for days.” Then without ceremony I lifted myself up and replaced his hand with mine, lining him up then sinking down. His hands rested on my waist as I lifted up and dropped down again, this time forcing his knot to push into my body.

“Fuck,” he cursed as his knot filled the space my omega had just for him. It was pulsing lightly already, but I knew just how intense it could get.

He was more in control than August had been. But that wasn’t surprising. My deltas were very different.

True to his word he let me set the pace. I lifted up again then dropped down, swirling my hips as I did. Shocks of pleasure jolted through me as I ground my clit against him. Fuck, he felt so good.

My breath came out in small whimpering pants as I started to fuck him faster my hands on my delta’s shoulders as I fucked him. It was selfish, I was chasing my own release, but he didn’t mind.

In fact, my delta’s eyes were locked on my chest before he lunged forward as I rose up again, his mouth locking around my nipple. He sucked hard, the sharp sting of it soothed quickly by his tongue.

HIs other hand kneaded my other breast, undeterred by me still fucking myself on his knot. The same knot that was swelling further, stretching me as it pulsed steadily now. My body shuddered around it, the constant stimulation driving me insane. Every time I dropped low and rocked over him, that pulsing went straight to my clit.

The wet sounds of sex and our scent were even stronger now and it was quickly joined by our combined moans. Lachlan released my nipple and looked up, watching me again.

It seemed my delta liked to watch me come. That was enough for me to give in and reach between us, fingers slick and sliding over my clit as I continued to fuck him.

My body was a live wire. Every stroke of my fingers and pulse of his knot sent me careening closer to the edge. Sweat slicked our skin and when I chanced a look at my delta he looked equally as wrecked as I felt.

His lips were parted and his eyes dark as he leaned back against the couch, bracing his hands on my thighs and helping me keep up my momentum.

“Come with me, Lachlan,” I begged breathlessly as my body started to tense. He took over at my request, hands on my hips now as he lifted me up and slammed me down, pistoning his hips furiously as we fucked.

My fingers were still on my clit, teasing and urging my body to break.

“Dhara,” he groaned, slamming me down one last time before shuddering. Warm cum filled me as I finally tipped over, my own orgasm wrecking through me.

My eyes rolled back and my mouth fell open on a silent cry as the waves of pleasure rolled through me furiously. HIs knot pulsed, prolonging my orgasm to the point I could barely stand it. It was too good, too much.

When our bodies were finally spent he stood, still locked inside of me, and carried me to his den. He flicked on a light as we stepped in to reveal the space.

It was cozy and warm, a mix of red woods and navy blue fabrics. More books and art was in here but mostly it was a small, cozy space.

He laid down on the bed and guided me to my side so we were face to face. My delta was handsome but right. now, he was breathtaking. His cheeks were flushed, hair messy, and eyes burning just for me.

“I love you, Lachlan.”

He froze, then pulled me close and kissed me hard. When he pulled back I swear his eyes were glassy with unshed tears.

“I love you, omega.”

Chapter

Thirty-Six

Dhara

“All rise for the Honorable Judge Lancaster,” the sheriff called out as he lowered his hat and held it to his chest.