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The corner of my lips curls up, and I tilt my head, focusing my gaze on his. “You do?”
He hums under his breath. “Absolutely. Especially yours. You’re a living masterpiece, and I wish you would let me see more of your art. I don’t get enough of it in my life because...as an alpha, art wasn’t practical, which is why I teach Mathematics. If I could teach ceramics and sculptures full-time, I would.”
I wondered why he had two very different teaching schedules. His one and only ceramics class is on a Friday morning, a day not many students would be interested in taking it, but it is always filled up.
“I’ll show you my sketchbook if you show me some of your sculptures sometime,” I say, smiling wider. “Maybe I should make you go first.”
He chuckles and brings his arm around me, resting it across my shoulders. “If that’s what it takes…I happen to have cast a mold of myself. If that doesn’t ease your mind...”
My mouth forms an O. Damn. Now I have to see it.
I inhale a deep breath and bring my notebook to my lap, flipping it to the first page. My embarrassment vanishes the longer we sit together, and I appreciate his honesty. I realize it’s okay to be vulnerable. He’s going to be my husband. His actions have already proved that he wouldn’t do anything I didn’t agree to, including looking at my art. He could’ve stolen my notebook and flipped through the pages, but he didn’t. He respected my belongings, and because of that, I trust him.
“I have to warn you. There is a lot of...male anatomy in this. I lived in a co-ed dorm. My best friend thought it was funny to send me porn, knowing I’d send her drawings of it back. I’ve always been intrigued, you know.” My heart picks up pace as Dominic turns the page, staring at half a torso gleaming with shower steam.
Dominic shakes his head and chuckles. “This is going to sound terrible, but I recognize the beta. He was a volunteer model. My class tends to lean toward female enrollment, and they requested a male figure for one of the sculpture units.”
I clap my hands once and laugh, my voice ringing through the air. “It’s because you’re hot. You should see how registration is. I tried enrolling twice, because I’m interested in all types of media, and my roommate said that your class is one of the most sought after because of who taught it.”
Dominic’s brows knit together. “I always thought it was because people considered it an Easy A.”
I lift and drop my shoulders. “I won’t lie. I was super frustrated over everything. I even snuck by your class to see for myself.”
“I’ll have to make it up to you. They only get me as an instructor for a semester. I’ll give you private classes for the rest of our lives if you want. I’ve never really created anything with another person. Art has always been a bit lonely. It was an incredible and joyous surprise to discover that it’s your focus.” Dominic flips another page, taking a moment to appreciate every one of my drawings.
I study his face, watching his eyes drag across the pages, remaining longer on my self-portraits than anything else. I wonder what he’s thinking, but I’m afraid to ask, letting him just drink in my private sketchbook that I have never intentionally shown anyone. His scent grows more intense, the hearty cologne of his lust triggering mine.
“I love seeing you through your own eyes, Scarlett. You’ll have to let me create you through mine sometime. I’d really enjoy that.” Dominic licks his full lips, shutting my notebook when the pages turn blank.
“I’d like to use you as a model as well.” I reach up and caress my fingers over his shaven cheeks, stroking from his jaw and down his neck.
He drags his hand down my back, hooking it to my side and rolling me onto him. I crash my mouth to his. The sudden intensity of the moment consuming me completely. I don’t want Dominic as a model. I want him as a man beneath me, exposed and as vulnerable as I felt a moment ago. I want to see the masterpiece created by his existence and discover what he looks like, feeling his hard cock pressing between my legs, his shaft pulsing with his excitement.
It’s as if both of us were on the brim of exploding, and all it took was opening ourselves up to each other to unleash the passion felt between an omega and her alpha. My deep desire to bond with him grows, and I reach between us and unbuckle his pants, taking the initiative when he doesn’t stop me.
“My attraction to you is unexplainable. I never knew something could hit me so hard and fast. I thought it would take much longer to cultivate a relationship with you, but it’s as if fate knew you’d be my perfect match.” Dominic kisses along my jawline, lifting me up higher to bury his face between my breasts, nipping my supple, sensitive skin. His hands lock to the back of my shirt, yanking it over my head, and I follow his lead, dragging his shirt up as well, my hands exploring the curves of his body and how surprisingly muscular he is. He’s always worn a button-down shirt or suit, and I only knew his arms were bulging in all the right places. He’s as fit as Leo and now just as bold, helping free his hard-on from his pants, my desperation and desire to touch him giving me the bravado to continue.
He moans as I lace my fingers around his girth, familiarizing myself with him. I can’t help watching my fingers glide up and down until his tip glistens with his pre-cum. I capture the moment in my mind, studying every curve and how smooth his body is as if he prefers no hair at all on himself.
Engulfing my fingers with his, Dominic guides my hand up and down, showing me exactly what he prefers. I perch on his leg, rocking my hips and grinding against him, needing the pressure of his body to help with the growing ache between my legs. I’ve never been so turned on in my life, the warmth blooming around my thighs.
Dominic trails his fingers over my breast, pinching my nipple through my sheer bra and working his way down to my torso. He slips his hands into my pants and growls, the vibration of his voice shooting tingles across my skin. He tears my bra with his teeth and sucks my nipple into his mouth at the same time he rubs his finger over my clit and sinks it inside me, feeling exactly what he does to me and how wet I am. I pick up my pace, using his pre-cum as a lubricant, rubbing it up and down in even strokes on his cock. The sensations explode through me, and I rock harder, getting him to stroke my insides just right as I fuck his hand in a way I have never done before. I use my free hand and grab his chin, bringing his head back up to my mouth to kiss me. He bites my lip and pulls it between his teeth, his deep purr of satisfaction the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.
“You’re so tight. So, so tight. I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.” Dominic moans against my mouth. “It’ll take some time for you to take my knot.” He moans with his words, his comment revealing what’s on his mind, his thoughts open to me now.
“Don’t be afraid. I know I can handle you. I want you so badly. Your finger feels so good, I can only imagine—” A zing of pleasure rushes through me, and I scream out, my voice ringing in the air with my orgasm. My body tenses and pulses, clutching Dominic’s hand, and he silences me with his mouth.
I wiggle and moan, the ecstasy better than any toy I’ve ever used. Dominic grunts and moans as warmth splashes across my torso. He gasps a breath and slows my hand down, pulling me away to tangle our fingers together. I straddle him, his body so close to mine with only some fabric between us. I glide my tongue over his, kissing him until both of our hearts stop racing.
Dominic cups my cheeks, staring deep into my eyes, his gaze penetrating me as if he looks into my soul. “You’re an amazing woman, Scarlett. Thank you for being so open with me. I was nervous that you wouldn’t want me.”
Someone knocks on my door, not giving me a chance to respond. Dominic quickly scoops me up and carries me to the bathroom, calling out that we need a minute.
He helps me clean off and picks me back up as if he never wants me to walk on my own again. I quickly discard my torn bra and shrug into a shirt.
Another knock sounds on the door. “It’s fine if you’re busy with Scarlett, but I wanted to tell you everything is all good and the douche is gone. Apparently, some shit went down with Pack Raynard, and Peter needs to go on hiatus. He wanted to tell Joe personally that he was stepping down from the department head position and giving him a head’s up that he was putting in a referral for Joe to be his replacement.” Leo’s voice booms through the wood door. “Joe’s not sure he wants it.”
Dominic swings the door open, not bothering to put his shirt back on. “What do you mean Jonah doesn’t want the position? It was his dream.”
