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Miles
Between the meetingBriar had with the social worker and Ellis’ stubbornness, I couldn’t sleep. It had been a few straight hours of tossing and turning before I eventually gave up, padding out into the kitchen for a drink. I nearly screamed when I turned the corner to find Briar sitting on the counter, nursing a cup of something cloudy. From the adorable wrinkle of her nose and the glare directed at the cup, it wasn’t going well.
“What are you doing?” I whispered. She glanced up at me and shuddered.
“Well, I couldn’t sleep because the baby decided heartburn should make its debut tonight,” she admitted. “I read online about baking soda water, but it’s making me want to vomit, not lessening the heartburn. Pregnancy is weird.”
“That sounds vile,” I agreed. “I couldn’t sleep because today was a bit of a shitshow.”
She snorted out a laugh, nearly spilling her water. “Understatement of the century. That stupid meeting stressed me out. The audacity that office has is infuriating.”
“No apologies necessary,” I promised, stepping up to take the cup out of her hands, nestling in between her legs. “Come here.” She leaned in, and I wrapped my arms around her. “Is this okay?”
“Yes,” she said with a small laugh. “I’m not fragile, Miles.”
“Not what I meant,” I said as I stepped back to look into her eyes. Without words, I let her see my hunger for her. She’d already seen that we cared about her and the baby, but I wanted to take this further.
Shock, then curiosity, then determination flashed through her expression in quick succession before she brushed her lips over mine in a gentle kiss and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. It was the boldest we’d been together, and it was needed. We’d been dancing on the line, holding back, but now that we knew how we felt about each other, I refused to not act on it.
My hands trailed around her back and over her hips until they teased along her thighs. The scent of her sweet omega pheromones mixing with her own coconut and guava was mouthwatering, and I pushed aside the long tee that was covering her lap. She didn’t stop me, so I moved higher, brushing gentle touches along her bare skin until I reached her sleep shorts. I curled my fingers in their hem, pulling them down. Her breath caught as she wiggled a bit to make it easier, and I let them fall to the floor.
“No panties?” I husked as I dropped to my knees. She spread her legs, and I helped her move to the edge, putting her pussy on display for me. I breathed in deep, committing that musk to memory before I licked a stripe over her pussy. She was sweet with her slick, and I eagerly began to lick and suck every inch of her.
Briar tried to be quiet, muffling her cries by biting her lip, and damn if that sight alone didn’t make me hard as fucking steel. I soaked in every moan and whimper I pulled from that sweet mouth of hers as I tongue fucked her. It had been a long time since I’d been with a female; most of my relationship history consisted of being dominated by Ellis and Graham, sometimes together, though Wells wasn’t afraid to help me through a heat or fuck me when the mood struck. We didn’t hold back with each other, and I didn’t think Briar should be any different.
I’d never deluded myself into believing that I couldn’t satisfy a mate because I was an omega. I couldn’t knot like an alpha, but I could easily make my partner feel good, and her muffled cries of pleasure only solidified that. Yet another reason I knew this could work for us.
She started to grind into my face as I sucked hard on her clit, following with soothing swirls of my tongue. I kept up my barrage of rough and gentle touches to bring her right to the edge, continuing until she was crying out loudly enough that I knew the others would hear. A sense of satisfaction hit me with that realization. Good, I hoped Ellis got an earful and realized what a stubborn ass he was being.
She was writhing against me and whimpering, but I kept my pace up so she was forced to ride out the sensations. As she came down from that high, I meticulously cleaned up every ounce of slick I could get with gentle strokes of my tongue.
She was breathing heavy and a bit dazed after I pulled away, swiping a hand over my wet face and grinning up at her.
“Who knew your tongue was the cure for heartburn?” she asked, her voice husky with lust.
“Well, at least we know now,” I joked as she started to yawn. “Come on, let’s get you to bed.”
“Only if you come snuggle me,” she challenged. She didn’t push me to let her return the favor, and I was glad. Sex didn’t have to be a give and take. I had wanted to give her relief, and she seemed to know that. It was just so easy being with her, and I hoped it stayed this way because I knew I’d sleep happy tonight with her in my arms.
