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That, along with the vaguely haunting music they played in the background…
I loved it here.
For whatever reason, I’d always felt peace in this space.
A round couch mirroring the room sat in the center where you could just sit and exist in the middle of the jellies. When the place was open, there were people, but the kids usually preferred other places in the aquarium which were more exciting. The sharks, rays, and electric eels. So this room always felt like a sanctuary.
I went and sat on the couch, letting the tank take up the whole of my vision. I pulled my knees up, leaned my head back, and just soaked it all in.
For a while, it was just me, existing in the dimness, nothing but me and the jellies.
Jace slowly came around the room and sat down next to me. I sank my head onto his shoulder, humming in contentment. He turned his own head and kissed my forehead. “Happy, baby girl?”
“Yes. Thank you.”
A purr answered me.
After a few minutes, Jace shifted so his arm was around my shoulders. “If I kiss you here, and it leads anywhere, will it ruin this room for you? Or should I carry you to another part of the aquarium?”
I bit back a smile, enjoying the fact that it was a given. He was going to kiss me, whether it was here or somewhere else. “Kissing you could never ruin anything, Jace.”
The deep, rich sound of his laugh made me shiver. “Good to know. But if you want to keep this space as something else, I’ll happily fuck you in front of the sharks.”
“No.” I wanted this moment with him.
Jace slipped off the couch and knelt in front of me, pushing my skirt up over my still bent knees and parting them. “I thought you were going to kiss me?”
His eyes dropped between my legs and flicked back up to mine. “I am.”
Without hesitation, he licked over the lace of my underwear, the friction of the material and the heat of his tongue making me melt. “Fuck.” The word was long and soft, and I felt him smile against my skin.
“That’s it, baby girl. Relax, watch those jellyfish, and let me take care of you.”
He slipped my underwear off my legs, dragging his mouth over my skin as he did so. Moving slow and sensual and with such tenderness and care that I wasn’t sure I was still breathing.
Jace licked into me, and there was nothing in the fucking world hotter than the sound of an Alpha coming undone because of the way you tasted. His fingers dug into my skin, pulling me closer to the edge of the seat so he could press deeper.
They were all learning me so quickly. He swirled his tongue around my clit in the way that made everything tighten and my body gush a whole new wave of arousal purely for him.
He groaned again, the words murmured against my clit. “I’m so fucking lucky. I have the sweetest omega ever born.”
If his tongue hadn’t already turned my pussy into a fountain, his words would have. Jace’s soft laugh had my hips lifting toward him for more. If I didn’t already know what he felt like, I would need a vibrator withexactlythat sensation.
“I love how much you love dirty words, baby girl. Makes me want to see how wet I can get you with those alone.”
“The four of you are going to ruin every pair of underwear I have.”
A long, slow thrust of his tongue inside me. Sweeping up and over my clit and back down again, drawing out pleasure from shadowy places I didn’t know it could hide. “Mmm, if I’m honest, baby girl, I think the four of us would prefer if you never wore underwear at all.”
“That would be…”
“Perfect,” he groaned. “It would be fucking perfect. To lift up all these pretty skirts or pull down those leggings that drive me crazy and taste you whenever I want? My cock would never be soft again.” He sucked my clit between his lips, teasing it. “I want blueberry syrup on my tongue every fucking day, baby girl.”
I shuddered, the words and images sinking into my brain. He was right. I did love the way they talked to me. Raw and carnal and not shy about how much they wanted everything about me.
The way Jace teased me, it wasn’t driving me straight into an orgasm. It was simply… pleasure. Slow and almost lazy, the warmth of him and his mouth curling around me like my favorite blanket. Every movement of his lips had me loosening and easing. Melting into something he could mold and shape.
But I was taking a long time, and I realized it. “Your knees must be starting to hurt,” I whispered.
