Chapter 4
Iput my boots on the edge of the coffee table, sinking deeper into the couch. Dorian frowned at me, but I ignored him.
He’d been telling us how the conversation with the Omega’s father went.
“Are you sure he said she was obedient?” I huffed. “Did you see her try to go at me?” I laughed, shaking my head. Rafe grunted, and I motioned to him. “See, Rafe agrees.”
“She’s more . . . persnickety than I was led to believe.” Dorian rubbed the back of his neck. “But what, want me to return her?” he drawled.
“We can’t risk using a Registered Omega,” Rafe added. “Even if we could find one that agreed, it’s more time wasted.”
“I know, I know.” I waved my hand around. “Did you get a whiff of her? She was practically dripping slick. She she needs a good fuck.” And I would be more than happy to scratch her itch.
“Perfect.” Dorian grinned, his smile too wide. “You get the pleasure of Scenting her before tonight. We’re going to Indulgence Lounge.” Her smelling like us would make it believable that we’d tired of her and were looking to sell her heat. Elias’ business was the sort we never had needed to be involved in, especially since we’d had Susanna. All Pack Greymont did was whoring and booze. If Elias was giving us the runaround, it meant he doubted what our motives were in requesting an invitation to his little events.
He wouldn’t have reason to doubt once he saw the Omega we we’re offering for the Heat Auction.
And even less since I’d Scent her. It would be no struggle getting her to make me come.
My cock immediately paid attention. I was already antsy. Even after rubbing one out in the shower earlier. It was a damn shame I struggled to let go inside a woman, even the handful of Omegas I’d fucked. But it made for sated females.
“I have some things to do,” Dorian grunted, pushing off the couch. “Make sure you have her Scented before we head out tonight,” he finished and left.
Omegas were horny bitches. I’d have her all slicked up within seconds.
“Wanna watch?” I raised an eyebrow at Rafe, and his lips twitched. With the spike of excitement thrumming from his end of the bond, I didn’t have to wait for his response. I stood, giving in to the antsiness crawling through my skin. The walk back to the spare room was quick, and I was across the room, flipping the latch to the closet door.
The slab halted in place, stuck, and I shoved. A high-pitched squeal later, she landed on her side and rolled onto her back, staring up at me with wide eyes. She’d been leaning against the door.
A waft of her scent hit me across the face. I breathed in the scent marking her as a needy Omega. The same scent that clung to all Omegas nearing their heat. My cock stiffened—the fuck-tease.
I grinned down at her, watching her roll onto all fours. My cock stiffened even more. It wanted to soothe her need as much as mine. I didn’t think my cock could be any harder.
“Stay right there,” I said gruffly, sliding my fingers into her hair and gripping it hard. Her wide, chocolate eyes looked up at me, the color a shade lighter than her skin. Dark eyelashes fanned over the crest of her high cheekbones with every blink.
She was gorgeous. A delicious morsel to use, to fuck, then discard.
Another wave of her slick must have coated her panties because her Omega scent intensified. “You want my cock?” I asked in a gravelly voice.
Her eyes widened, and anger flitted through them. She could act offended all she wanted, but the desire in them was clear. The Omega was hungry.
I undid my jeans with my free hand, and my dick bobbed free. She still rested on her knees, so my cock hovered close to her face.Sweet temptation. This woman couldn’t hide the dilating of her eyes, or the way she wet her lips. Precum beaded at the tip, and her pupils dilated. She lunged for my shaft, taking me by fucking surprise.
She gripped me right above my knot and opened wide, taking my head. I hissed a breath out as her warm mouth covered the leaking tip. A shiver crested down my spine, stealing my breath. Then she closed her eyes and moaned around me, her tongue swiping across precum.
What the fuck?
Another lick sent shivers through my body. If I didn’t stop her, I’d come.
I gripped her head and yanked her back from my cock, taking myself away. She cried out, her eyebrows furrowing, and her attention stayed on my hard shaft. The light from inside the closet caused a glint along my pulsing, engorged flesh.
Her tongue flicked out to swipe across her lower lip, and my balls drew up painfully. My fingers tightened from the rush of pleasure. Her irises fluctuated and reason invaded her eyes, causing horror to seep into them.
“Let me go,” she hissed through gritted teeth, trying to move her head back and failing.
Her struggle made me fuckingache.
I forced her mouth to my cock, thrusting my shaft between her lips until she gagged. I didn’t give her mercy, and her teeth grazed against my length. At the scrape of her teeth, I ground against the pillowy feeling of the back of her throat.
