I chuckle as I step back and remove my own T-shirt. Olis’ answering growl to what I have been hiding all day makes the discomfort worth it.
I had been planning on teasing Conall after we were done going through the documents Jaiden had sent over but this is just as good of an opportunity as any.
I shrug off my jeans, revealing the full outfit.
A corset top cinches in my waist giving my body an hourglass look. A barely-there thong covers my aching core while suspenders and stockings help to elongate my legs.
A fire lights itself in my core, burning me from the inside out.
I give Olis the time to take me in. The heat from his gaze only seeming to heighten the need in me.
Eventually I take a step, coming to stand in between his legs.
His hands reach out to hold my hips. They grip me tight before loosening slightly to move further up my body. They come to a stop at my back where they pause.
“You are so fucking beautiful, Valentina. God, I want you.”
I smile, bringing my hands up to rest on either side of his face.
“Then show me,” I demand. “Show me how much you want me.”
My voice is laced in a heavy arousal, something that Olis seems to notice as he keeps moving his hands.
“It would be my honor,” he chuckles and pulls at the ribbons holding my corset together. Once they have been loosened, he pulls the top off completely, allowing my breasts to fall free.
My nipples tighten as the cool air hits them. Olis doesn’t waste time in appreciating them as he leans in, sucking one of the pebbled peaks into his mouth.
I groan at the sensation, my fingers grip his neck tighter.
He chuckles, continuing to suck and lick, teasing me until I am nothing but a puddle at his feet.
Pulling away, he grips my thong before tearing it off my body. I gasp as I watch the tattered piece of material fall to the floor.
“Don’t worry, Sweetheart. I’m positive Vic will have a new set brought for you by morning.”
I roll my eyes. “I highly doubt that asshole gives a single shit about what I wear. Especially after dropping that bomb on him.”
“You shouldn’t have to after the way he acted but just give him time. He doesn’t always think clearly when he is under stress. This situation with the Omegas is a lot for him to handle. Mix that in with the factthat you are now somehow involved,” he shakes his head and sighs, “Just … don’t give up on him just yet.”
I blow out a breath as I look down at the Alpha.
“I will.” I eventually nod but know that it won’t be that easy. Men like Victor are complex and after the way he spoke to me tonight, I plan to make him earn it.
“Now, enough talk about my pack brother. All I want you to focus on is you.”
I gasp as Olis stands, his hands holding my waist before he is turning me and throwing me onto the bed.
I giggle as he crawls his way up my body. The heat of his skin on mine making my core clench around nothing.
I know that if I wasn’t taking my suppressants, I would be a bundle of slick. As it is, this man already has me wet beyond what is considered normal.
My body heats and my toes curl as Olis’ lips meet mine in a breath taking kiss. I allow my hands to explore his body, his dark skin impossible to not appreciate.
“Fuck, Olis. Please…” I beg, desperately needing more.
He chuckles darkly, “Need more do you, Omega?”
I nod insistantly, my arousal heightening at being called Omega for the first time in years. It's like its own special kind of aphrodisiac.
