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“Rome … I … your knot … please … I need …”
With an evil grin, Rome lifts his head, wiping the copious amount of slick from his chin. “With pleasure.”
He lowers my legs, turns me to the side and slides his cock in me before I can get my bearings. With a firm grip on my hip, Rome shoves my leg up and fucks me with deep, fast strokes. Rome hammers into me, grunting each time his hips meet my ass.
Reaching for my dick, I jack myself off, stroking hard and fast as Rome drives into me. “You’re so fucking wet. Tell me how I make you feel.”
“So fucking good. I’m going to come. Oh gods!” Pleasure shoots up my spine and I come, not as much as I did the day before, but enough to coat the sheets in front of me.
Rome bends over and sucks on my mating mark while he rams his fat cock into my hole. I cry out, still stroking myself, more drops of cum leaking from my cockhead. I tilt my head, wanting Rome to suck at the mark more.
My heart swells, loving the fact that my alpha has claimed me. No matter how weird, strange, or sudden it sounds, I love this man. I love my alpha more than words can describe. Having a fated mate is better than I realized. I wish I had let it happen instead of fighting against it for my own selfish reasons.
I feel Rome’s knot growing inside me and the angle of it pushes against every nerve ending in my ass and I can’t stop another orgasm from rolling through me. Rome gasps as he releases inside me, a weird clenching in my belly as he grunts over me.
For the second time, he moves back suddenly, making me shout from how his knot pulls against me. “Fuck, I’m sorry,” Rome mutters, still breathing heavily. “Your womb just—” He stops talking and arranges himself behind me. “How do you feel? You think another wave will be coming soon or can you get some sleep?”
The fire in my belly is low and I feel really good. “No, I can sleep.” I swivel my hips, rocking on his knot. “I’ll sleep in a bit.” I moan as Rome’s knot presses against my prostate.
Growling in my ear, Rome rocks into me, shoving my leg up so he can trace a finger over my hole. “Stretched so wide around me. I’m going to fuck your hole loose. Gonna have your slutty hole sloppy by the time I’m done with you.”
Taking over for me, Rome strokes my cock as he fucks me with his knot until I come around his fist. He moves his hand to my mouth and I greedily lick my release from his hand. Rome turns my face to him and kisses me deeply.
Sighing, he relaxes, rubbing my hand up and down my thigh. “I’ll never get enough of you, Benjamin. I love you.”
My heart floats, feeling lighter than it ever has. No one has ever fallen in love with me. After suspecting I couldn’t have kids, I didn’t want someone to get invested in me, just in case they wanted to see me grow large with their baby. But knowing Rome wants me no matter what lets me accept that his love is genuine.
Blowing out a long breath, I say, “I love you too. Is that weird? Since we don’t even like each other.”
Rome barks a laugh. “I like you.”
“Because we’re fated mates?”
I feel him shrug behind me. “Yeah, probably. I also should have told you what was going on with my past, but I never knew how to. I was a coward, running from my own pain. I never stopped to ask what you went through. I should have been better.”
“Rome, it took two. I’m an adult. I could have talked to you like one. We both should have been better.”
“Does this mean I won’t hear your smart-ass mouth anymore?”
I chuckle, shifting closer to him and whimpering when his knot pushes against me. “You wish you were that lucky,” I tell him breathily.
He places a wet kiss on the back of my neck. “Good. I love my feisty omega.”
We sleep for a few hours, but a heat wave wakes me up with a vengeance, a furnace burning in my belly. Slick drenches the sheet under me, along with my sweat.
Rome doesn’t say anything, just rolls me over and slides into me to the hilt, making us both cry out. Instead of fucking me fast, Rome takes his time, dragging his cock in and out of me at a languid pace. He kisses me while he thrusts, his arms wrapped around my body, holding me close.
I come twice, body quaking while Rome makes love to me. He pushes in to the hilt, muttering that my womb was sucking his cock in, his knot growing large within me. Through my lust haze, I think about how, even though my womb accepts his cum, nothing will come of it.
But that doesn’t matter. I have my mate and he says he’ll help me try to help the kid I found on the streets. If I find him again, that is.
After he has me rolled over and lying atop him, Rome rubs my back and asks, “What’s wrong?”
Grinning, I ask a question in return. “How do you know there’s something wrong?”
“I can practically hear your thoughts. What are you thinking about?”
Sighing, I say, “Thinking about Tanner. Wondering if he’s okay. Or if I’ll run into him again, somehow.”
