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But he simply walks over to the other side of the couch and picks up one of the cream pillows.
“Turn onto your side for me, baby,” he says. “Just for a moment.”
When did it become so easy to obey him? With the gag in her mouth and arousal in her veins, she has no urge to snap back at him. Instead, she simply shifts her weight and rolls to her side awkwardly while he places the pillow onto the cushion in front of her.
When she lies back down on her stomach, she understands why he did it.
Oh.
His intent is clear, and when he realizes she’s figured it out, his eyes smolder.
“You want me to take the gag off, baby?”
She nods, her eyes wide.
“Then make yourself come. Fuck yourself on the pillow.”
He drums his fingers on the side of the couch cushion next to her head. “I’m waiting,Hazel,” he growls. “Don’t make me lose my patience.”
That’s all it takes.
Shifting slightly, she spreads her thighs so they’re bracketing the pillow and the pillow itself is pushing against her lower stomach.
She’s so close. All she needs is the friction.
Her hands are still behind her back, her wrists now throbbing instead of burning, but she doesn’t care. She probably looks a bit awkward as she finds her balance, but any embarrassment she could have disappears the moment she finds that delicious pressure.
“Mmm,” she groans against the gag, lifting her hips to press her clothed cunt against the softness of the pillow. She buries her face in the couch, gyrating as best she can while struggling to breathe.
“Fuck,” Abel hisses, somewhere to her side. “Keep going. You’re close. I can fuckingsmellit.”
Her nipples ache as she moves faster, jerking and bouncing her ass as she humps the pillow shamelessly.
She hasn’t been this aroused since her first Heat, and she suffered through that alone.
But with Abel’s scent swirling around her and the low timbre of his voice encouraging her, it takes less than another minute before she falls apart.
“You look incredible like this,” Abel growls. “My wild Omega. So fucking filthy for me.”
She screams nonsense around the gag as her release hits her. The friction finally lets up as a wave of pleasure surges through her, her limbs shaking as she falls to her side, her abused wrists aching.
She’s going to have to change her clothes again. The sweatpants are soaked from the crotch down to her thighs, and she’s certain the pillow needs to be thrown away.
Panting behind the gag, she feels Abel untie it from the back of her head. She sighs with relief as it’s pulled from her mouth, and she waits for her wrist ties to be cut next.
“Hey,” she croaks when nothing happens, attempting to turn to her other side. “The ties—”
“I’m going to shower,” he says simply. “I’ll untie you when I’m out.”
When she does manage to squirm onto her other side, she gapes at him. “Untie menow.Are you serious?”
“Yes.”
And with that, he turns and heads towards her bathroom, giving her a marvelous view of his ass.
CHAPTER 20
ABEL
