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But he wants to commit it all to memory. He wants to keep his movements slow as he pushes into her, watching her cunt swallow his length.
“You feel like silk, Omega,” he groans, gripping her hips. “The softest, tightest thing I’ve ever felt.”
She whimpers and arches her ass up further for him. They both smell of sex and slick, and despite his efforts to keep them both clean, they’re still covered in each other’s cum.
He wouldn’t have it any other way, though.
She squeezes his cock with her cunt walls, and he thrusts. He finally lets his inner Alpha off his leash, and he pounds harder than before, drilling into her and draping his chest over her back. The little sounds she makes areglorious, and she reaches her peak at the same time he empties into her with a roar. From this angle, her cunt is deliciously tight, and he struggles to continue moving once her walls clamp around him.
“So good for me, Omega,” he praises her, as his hand reaches to pull her hair back. “So good for me,Hazel.”
Speaking her name triggers another orgasm in her, and she comes with a strangled cry, her voice hoarse from moaning all night.
When they settle back down again, Hazel fast asleep and curled up beside him, he keeps rocking his hips against hers just for the friction.
It’s heaven, and he never wants to stop.
But the sun creeps into her bedroom, the morning light a depressing reminder of their situation. She dozes against him, burying her face in his chest, and he brings another kiss to her hair.
Her brow is longer soaked with sweat, and her scent isn’t as strong.
Her Heat is fading.
He knows once it’s over, they’ll be back to how it was. Her pushing away and him trying to get her to stop slipping from his grip.
He’s going to have to be the bad guy again, the one that ruined her life.
The room grows brighter as morning arrives and the flush fades from her cheeks.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers into her hair.
CHAPTER 26
HAZEL
Her Heats have never beenpredictable.
Even on the different suppressant prescriptions, their lengths were never completely regulated.
Sometimes they would last a week, other times two.
Or twenty-four hours.
The sun is obnoxiously bright in her eyes, and she wakes up on a warm, pale chest. Her skin is clean and smells like her body wash, and her hair has been pulled back and away from her face.
Abel’s scent is calming as a purr vibrates through him. She smiles lazily, still half-dosing, until her eyes snap open.
Oh no.
She sits up with a start, still wrapped in a fresh set of blankets.
Abel must have changed them while she was asleep, and her heart aches at his tenderness.
But that doesn’t change the fact that she spent her Heat with an Alpha, who is now looking at her cautiously.
“Baby…” he starts, and her stomach flips at the pet name.
“Get out,” she hisses instead, clutching the sheets tighter across her chest, which is covered in love bites.
