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Cyrus moved forward with purpose, closing the door behind him and locking it. If I’d felt like prey before, that was nothing compared to how I felt now.
The instinctual side of me was stalking her mate, moving forward and pulling him down so his lips met mine.
The alpha was not gentle, biting at my bottom lip before kissing me back. I hadn’t thought about what it would be like to kiss Cyrus, but now that I was, I wouldn’t expect him to be any other way. It was possessive and harsh, giving me no chance to take the lead.
Whatever he had come here for was forgotten when our lust took us over. It was almost as if I were going into heat, though that was currently impossible. I had months to go before another hit me.
“I’m going to fuck you, Bailey. Do you understand?” When I didn’t answer, he purred, the low, rumbling sound easing my chaotic nerves until I could nod in answer.
“Good girl.” I swore I almost came from the praise alone.
The more he kissed and touched me, the more my body came alive. My body was desperate, and that feeling whipped me into a frenzy until my hands began to rip off his clothes. He chuckled at my reaction, but he let me keep going until he was standing in only his dark jeans.
Cyrus was much older than the other mates I’d found. Both Weston and Hayes were closer to mid-to-late twenties like I was, whereas Cyrus was easily in his fifties. I’d never thought I had a thing for older men, but he was turning me on just by existing. Between his broad shoulders, refined muscles, and the dusting of silver hair, he was intimidating, strong, and sexy as hell.
“Do you like what you see, omega?” he asked in a sultry voice that sent a shiver down my spine. His gaze swept over me, and my nipples hardened as if they were begging for his touch.
“I do.” I was proud of myself for answering on my own this time. Then I stepped back, lifted the dress I was wearing over my head, and tossed it aside. Now I stood in front of him in only black lacy panties and a matching bralette.
“Oh, I definitely do as well,” he said as he scooped me up. He continued to purr softly, the gentle sound keeping me from second guessing. It made it hard to focus on anything but him, but I was still clear minded enough to want him without worry.
“Where’s your bedroom, Bailey?” I glanced behind me, and that was enough for him to head that way.
I was unceremoniously tossed on the bed, and my legs fell open in invitation. This time, instead of a purr, a possessive growl slipped past his lips. He practically launched himself at me, settling between my legs and pushing them further apart. Slick was already soaking through my panties, and he teased the tip of his tongue over the barrier, teasing me and himself. Cyrus pressed his nose to the thin fabric separating him from my pussy.
“You smell impeccable, omega,” he said as he breathed me in like he couldn’t get enough.
My hands clenched the sheets as goosebumps erupted along my skin. It was unnatural how much he was turning me on by doing so little. I had a feeling that sex with Cyrus was going to be better than any of the shitty one-night stands I’d allowed myself in the past.
Who the fuck was I kidding? Sex with this man was probably going to change my fucking life, and my vagina, forever.
“You aren’t my only mate.” The words fell out of my mouth before I could realize what I was saying. He chuckled and otherwise ignored them as if he didn’t care, and that was enough to soothe me. That, and the fact that he pulled my panties aside and slid his tongue across my pussy.
“But I am your first, right?”
“Yes,” I gasped as he pushed into my core.
The man had more patience than I did, tasting and teasing me with soft, exploratory movements. He was in no hurry, and I wasn’t about to rush him when every touch felt heavenly. I was so turned on at this point that the slow, sensual swirls of his tongue made my legs start to shake and pleasure coil in my belly.
Instead of fisting the sheets, I let go, my hands moving up toward my breasts. I needed more than he was giving me, and I wasn’t afraid to give it to myself. I was still wearing the lacy bralette, but I needed relief, so I pushed the cups aside, freeing my breasts so I could roll my nipples between my fingers. The combination of slow teasing and harsh tugs had me right on the edge. All I needed was for Cyrus to send me over it.
When Cyrus noticed the movement and my subsequent moans, he looked up, purring in appreciation. The guttural sound had me crying out, and he took that opportunity to suck hard on my clit. My waiting orgasm stood no chance against this man who already knew me better than I knew myself.
I came hard, soaking his face in my slick, and he continued to lick and suck at me through it, not giving me a single moment to breathe.
That was the hardest I’d ever come in my entire life, and we were just getting started.
Cyrus pulled away and swiped a hand over his face, giving me a half smirk that made him go from dignified to cocky. I’d always thought of him as stoic, silent, and vigilant, but now I was seeing even more sides to him, and it looked damn good.
“You were so good for me, Bailey,” he husked as he stepped back, unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them. His eyes stayed locked on me as he pulled his boxers free and stepped out of them.
His cock was long and thick, the knot already starting to swell as he palmed it, slowly stroking himself. My greedy eyes tracked every movement.
“Fuck me, Cyrus,” I demanded of the alpha. My voice held a slight whine, but I didn’t care. I needed him more than I’d ever needed anything in my life. “Give me your knot, alpha.”
“Only because you asked so nicely,” he teased. He was moving before the words were finished. Trailing his fingers up either side of my legs, he settled between them, then continued up my torso until he reached my bra. Cyrus ripped it in half, his muscles bulging with the effort.
My hips rocked against his, reminding him where I needed him, but an alpha like Cyrus was immovable, refusing to go at any pace other than his own.
