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TRACY
Griffin stood at the foot of the bed, a low rumble building in his chest.
I wasn’t worried about him going into a rut. His stance and his expression told me he was in complete control. He had his arms crossed, and his blue eyes blazed with heat as he took his time studying me.
I could tell when his gaze caught on the twin bite marks on either side of my neck. Then when he saw the mix of come and slick between my thighs. He nodded as though he was giving his approval.
That did something to me. I wanted his approval tonight, wanted to please him. He took on so much, and I wanted to take care of him in return.
When he started to pull off his shirt, I lifted my hand for him to stop, rising up to kneel on the bed.
“Let me, alpha. Please.”
He dropped his arms to his sides and stood there, waiting.
I moved slowly, crawling to the edge of the bed before sliding down to stand. The floor was covered in a thick carpet that felt heavenly on my bare feet.
With every step I took toward him, happiness and pride bloomed in my chest.
I was proud to be their omega. To have their love and their marks. Now Griffin would make it complete. I already felt whole in a way I hadn’t for a long time, and I knew his bond would settle me down to my soul. Not perfect, notfixed, but something pure and good.
I looked into his eyes and felt safe.
He loomed tall, now with his back to the bed as I came around and stood in front of him. I reached under his t-shirt to glide my fingers over his deep, ridged abs. His breath pulled in sharply, but he didn’t move. The juniper, smoky scent of him surrounded us, and he allowed me to explore.
I skimmed my fingernails up his chest, lifting his shirt as I went. When I got to his smooth, strong shoulders, I stood on my tiptoes to take the shirt all the way off. Griffin bent to help me, reaching behind himself to pull it over his head.
The sight of his naked torso always stole my breath. I ran my hands over his muscles and leaned forward to brush my lips against his pecs, lickingaround one of his nipples. He shuddered but still didn’t touch me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his hands ball into fists. It was a heady feeling, knowing I was testing his limits.
My mouth stayed on his chest as I nipped and licked and kissed, while my hands dipped down to his jeans. His cock was straining against the front, the material pulled taut. It made it difficult to get the button undone, but I managed.
As soon as I could unzip him, I reached for my prize, wrapping my hand around his thick length. He let out a quiet groan.
I kissed my way down his chest, dragging my lips over his firm body. His jeans were only partway off, but I couldn’t wait to taste him. I nudged him back to sit on the bed and went to my knees on the floor, leaning forward to take him into my mouth.
The taste of him hit my tongue, and it was like a shockwave that went straight to my clit. I moaned around the head of his cock, licking the slit and tonguing along the edge, before closing my lips around him and going down.
Griffin had reached the breaking point of his control. His fingers twisted into my hair in a brutal grip, and he took over. I relaxed my jaw as he started to thrust. When he hit the back of my throat, I swallowed, and his pace faltered.
He was trying to wait, and I was making it difficult.
His hand fell away from my hair, and I slid my mouth off his cock, looking up at him with a teasing grin. I was soaked, aching for his knot. Judging by his smoldering gaze, he knew it.
“Not yet, omega. Finish what you started.”
My body was overly sensitized, and the sound of his low voice was enough to make my nipples peak and my core flutter. It took me a moment to realize he was talking about taking off the rest of his clothes. With shaking hands, I hurried to work his boxers and his jeans down and off.
As soon as he was undressed, Griffin moved quickly. I gasped as he lifted me up, at the same time pushing himself back farther onto the bed. He flipped us so that my back hit the sheets. Then he hovered on his forearms above me, his pelvis resting between my legs, while I caught my breath.
Our eyes met, his intense blue gaze telling me exactly how he felt, without the need for words.
He bent his head and pressed his soft lips to mine, gentle at first. The aching tenderness sent sparks lighting through my limbs. Then, on a groan, he started to consume me. His tongue swept inside my mouth, and he tilted his face for a better angle. The movement of his jaw and lips was ferocious and restrained at once, echoing his need for me.
I moaned under his fiery kiss, giving back with the same passion. He shifted his hips as I lifted mine, and his cock found my entrance. He pushed the head inside, and I could already feel myself starting to come.
