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Heat rolled through me at the visual.
“I look forward to it,” I murmured against her lips once more before giving her a gentle shove until her back was against the tile wall. “But tonight is just for us.”
Ciara’s kiss-reddened lips pulled up into a slow smile that immediately fell when I put my face between her legs and tasted her.
Fingers dug into my hair, pushing me deeper into her cunt and urging me on.
The encouragement was all that I needed.
Spurred on by her little gasps and moans, I slipped one finger and then another inside of her tight entrance, scissoring to spread and prepare her to take me for the first time in four years again.
But first, I wanted her to come for me.
Her clit was practically throbbing under my tongue as I pushed a third finger inside of her, my teeth gently brushing past the sensitive nub until I felt her begin spasm around my knuckles as she let out a loud moan that echoed off of the tiled walls of the bathroom.
“You know,” I said, pulling away with a grin as I slowly eased my fingers out of her still clutching entrance. “If you were a man, one would call you a premature ejaculator.”
Ciara, who was still slumped against the wall shot me a withering look as her chest rose and fell with rapid breaths. “Then I suppose I should be glad that I’m a woman.”
Rising from the water, I brought my face close to hers before leaning down to give her jaw a little nip. “I sure am glad because it means I can wring as many orgasms out of you that I want.”
I could feel her lips pull up into a smile as we kissed, her arms wrapping around my neck. “Only if you can keep up, pretty boy.”
“I can do more than that, mo ròs,” I said, hiking her leg around my waist and bringing the head of my cock to her twitching entrance. “Are you ready?”
Ciara’s hand cupped the back of my neck, the tips of her fingers brushing at the edge of my hair as she nodded.
The first press inside of her was slow, almost agonizingly slow. Ciara’s legs tightened around my waist as she clutched at my shoulders, her nails digging into the flesh of my back and making my scalp tingle as my knot finally pressed snugly against the entrance of her cunt.
Pulling free, I pushed home again.
I thought I was giving her time to adjust to me, but Ciara didn’t seem to like that. Pressing her heels into my ass, she pulled me roughly toward her and brought her lips to the side of my face.
“Harder, Leith,” she growled, lifting her hips to meet my next thrust. “Faster.”
Her words tickled the inner alpha that was usually buried deep within my psyche and I felt the haze shift into something more animalistic as I slammed my hips forward, chasing the tingling sensation of pleasure as Ciara moaned her approval.
Hot water sloshed around my hips and over the side of the tub, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was the feel of her twisting around me and the little noises leaving her lips.
“More,” she purred, her thick lashing fluttering hazily at me. “Give me everything you’ve got.”
Everything after that was a blur of the slap of flesh and our chorused moans. Sooner than I liked, I felt the telltale skitter down my spine, my breathing stuttering as I realized that I was about to come. I wanted to knot her—or at least try to—but it was too soon for that. She needed to be much more pliable and relaxed in order for me to even think about squeezing my knot inside of her.
We had all night and I fully intended on using every minute of it.
Pushing up off of my knees, I turned and pressed her back to the glass window of the bathroom.
We were facing the waterfront and were high enough up that no one should have been able to see us, but I could tell that even just the idea of being spotted turned Ciara on because of the way her pussy clenched around me.
“You like that, mo ròs?” I asked, slamming her up higher on the window. “Do you like thinking that someone can see you?”
Ciara nodded before tilting her chin up at the ceiling, her breasts bouncing as we moved together.
“I think I’m gonna—” Ciara began, but her words were bit off by a guttural noise as she threw a hand over her head and pressed it into the glass, looking for any sort of leverage she could muster before she came.
Her pussy was a vice grip on my cock, nearly making me stop completely in my tracks as her lock worked at it, looking for the kind of purchase she could only get on an omega’s cock with its special indent.
The massage of it was enough to send me right over the edge with her, my cock pulsing as I pressed my lips into her neck and came with a growl, spilling as deeply inside of her as I could manage.
