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Tapping my outer thighs, she gestured for me to spread. The heat between my thighs responded, pulsating my clit. Zara fit herself between the apex of my legs, shoving a thigh forward. A greedy little whine left my lips, and I ground down on her, pulling from the kiss to gasp a breath.
This was so wrong. But fuck, I craved it.
As she trailed kisses over my jaw, my muscles clenched, thumping beneath my cheekbone. The overwhelming feeling to close my eyes and relish in the sensations gripped me, but I wanted to be present, watching her every move.
“Do you lure all your omegas into the depths of your shadows?” I whispered, struggling to contain a gasp as her fingers slipped beneath the fabric of my shirt, tracing a tantalizing path over the underside of my breast.
“Only the ones who beg.” Her tone carried a hint of smoky desire as her fingers danced along my heated flesh. My nipples pulled taut beneath the intoxicating attention. Shivers traveled down my spine; her words tempted me to surrender to the forbidden allure.
“I won’t give in to you,” I choked out, my voice strangled with a mix of desire and defiance.
Zara’s mouth moved to the delicate spot of my neck, softly trailing her lips over my flesh, and I shuddered under the attention.
“No, you won’t.” Her words dripped with a potent combination of dominance and a sinister edge.
I quivered.
“You’ll be writhing.”
The air around us crackled with the electric charge of an impending blizzard, as if the frost itself conspired to keep us apart. But the allure of her temptation melted the icy barriers encasing my heart, and I could no longer resist the magnetic pull drawing us together. In that frozen moment, time stood still, the world encapsulated in a wintry hush.
It was as if the warmth of her touch ignited a blazing inferno amidst the snow-covered landscape of our forbidden desires. In that stolen embrace, I willingly succumbed to the frostbite, knowing the transient beauty of our connection would forever be etched in the icy tapestry of my memories.
As the flames of desire engulfed me, I surrendered to the darkness that pulsed within Zara. Her fingers cupped my breast, brushing her thumb over the peak of my nipple and pulling it taut in a pinch. She distracted me, or rather fed me the sensations coursing through my body at her touch as her tongue stroked mine in slow, tenacious swirls. It teased what she wished to do to the bud as she rolled my nipple between her fingers. With a panted whine, I preened.
I became intoxicated by the raw power that emanated from her. As she kissed me, her greedy fingers tugged off the fleecy material of my shirt from my figure, exposing my flesh to the heated climate. Off came my shorts as she peeled them from my skin, discarding them in the foliage. I moved to do the same to her, wishing to see her bared to me, but her hand took possession of my wrist, seizing it and pinning it to the bark.
Before I could react, Zara dipped her free hand over my panties, pressing her forehead to mine to gaze into my eyes, savoring my reaction. My lips parted, and so did my thighs.
As she felt my arousal that left a wet spot on the material, I sank into the darkness she fed into me. “You were anticipating this, omega, weren’t you?” She smirked, already knowing my answer.
It was in Zara’s presence that I could explore the untamed and primal aspects of my nature; embracing the submissive whispers that resided at the core of my being.
The tearing sound of my underwear reached my ears, and she pulled away to bring a nipple into her mouth. Her tongue curled around it, her teeth grazed in a teasing bite. The prickle shot down to meet the ache pulsating between my legs, and with her free hand, she grabbed my thigh to spread me. Cool air met my heated flesh, caressing my pussy.
Zara gazed at me through hooded lids as she dropped to her knees. She locked me in, bidding me to remain present. Amidst the tangled passion, doubts crept in. Was I merely a pawn in Zara’s game, fulfilling her desires, or did she truly see beyond the confines of my omega status? With her hands at my waist, she trailed kisses down to my navel, her destination mere inches from her lips. The answer eluded me, clouded by the heat of our entangled desires.
The rough texture of Zara’s tongue grated over the flesh of my pussy, splaying my folds with her fingers. She swiped that tenacious muscle over the bud of my clit. Heat rippled from my core as my hips rolled to meet her pressure. She hooked around my clit and my breath faltered, parted lips spilling whispered gasps.
My eyes were about to flutter shut when a squeeze of her hand at my thigh drew me to peer at her between my thighs.
Great heavens, the alpha was on her knees…for me.
Through her hooded lids there was a silent command, and as darkness swirled around her, the teetering presence of submission lingered, threatening to consume me at her command.
Zara leaned in; her shoulders forced me to part my legs further, and she nestled herself in. As she curled her tongue to slurp my pussy, the tip of her nose pressed to my clit, and she shook her head.
I groaned as her tongue eased into my channel, then switched to a relentless onslaught, flicking in and out of my channel. My hands sank into her hair, not to hold her in place, but to ground myself to reality as my mind fluttered to the clouds. A shudder rippled across my skin, pleasurable sensations curled around my waist and lashed my nerve endings.
My entire body felt as though it were set aflame, and the panther relishing the taste of my pussy ignited the embers within me. Our eyes met, and through the hypnotizing contact, she blew over my clit and reveled in the way I crumbled. She produced an addictive sound, a mix between a purr and a possessive rumble. It wrapped around my entity, curling around my waist, and sank into my belly to lash at my tender spots.
The commanding power her dominance held over me pinned me down, bidding me to become victim to her onslaught of pleasure. The scent of her, that addictive aroma I could taste on my tongue, nearly sent me over the edge. I crumbled in her grip, and I wished to bring her to that precipice as she had me. To the brink of insanity. But all my attention honed in on the sensations she brought upon my body, my reactions not belonging to me anymore as they were under her control—her command.
All the blood rushed to my throbbing pussy, my pulsating clit stimulated by the rumble of her throat. And yet, it wasn’t enough to bring me closer to the edge I wished to toss myself from.
Zara nibbled at my clit with delicate teeth, teasing me. She pulled away, replacing her mouth with the warmth of her hand. My body writhed, my pelvis kicked forward to scrape the heel of her palm, only for her to pull away. A throaty whine left me, and she chuckled at the sound. Peering down at her, she seemed to relish in my suffering. In bringing me so damn close to the edge only to reel me back in. The tension in my belly became almost painful.
Sensing my frustration, Zara kicked my left leg over her shoulder, then I felt the cold graze of her fingers skimming my soaked folds. Anticipation bit my nerves, and as my hips rolled, I sank down onto those digits. They gyrated inside the warmth of my pussy, and the suction of her mouth found my engorged clit. A satisfied moan left my lips as she curled into the ridge in my channel, sinking her fingers to the hilt.
