There was vulnerability in what she was saying, but I had a feeling that if I said yes, she would absolutely understand.
“I want it to be with my scent-match,” I said. “That includes you, Aspen. Please don’t pull away from me now. I’ve waited long enough.”
She chuckled softly. “I only wanted you to be sure.”
“Please, omega,” I whispered. “Let me have you.”
Aspen
North’s scent was about to send me into a frenzy. I was on suppressors and I knew my heat shouldn’t happen anytime soon, but it sure as hell felt like it was coming now.
I took them originally to prevent myself from going into heat during our wedding or honeymoon, and ‘ruining’ it as my ex put it.
Now it should be going strong for another four months minimum. I wasn’t a new omega, though. Heats and suppressants weren’t predictable. Finding my pack could absolutely affect their ability to keep my heat at bay.
Right now, I was questioning everything. I’d have to keep an eye on my symptoms so we weren’t blindsided.
It also meant that if North went into a heat, I could help him even if in small ways while Jack rested. Keeping an omega satisfied in a heat took a lot more than just a knot. Though, it was one of the most important factors.
When North’s mouth met mine in a kiss that was commanding and all-consuming, heat flushed through my entire body, burning me from the inside out.
He pinned me on my back, but I was never the fully submissive type. He let out a gasp of shock as I pushed him off of me and pinned him instead. On instinct I nuzzled my nose into his neck, breathing him in as I teased my tongue and teeth along the soft skin there. I knew it would drive him wild and I wanted this man to let go for me.
My hands pushed up his soft shirt. It felt divine and I had a feeling it was one of the many factors that had helped him make sense of the possible designation switch.
Omegas have an innate need to surround ourselves with all things soft and cozy. Nests were important. The small, enclosed spaces comforted us in ways nothing else truly could.
Had he not created that in his small home? It felt like a sigh of relief walking in after being in the estate for the past week.
“Please,” North whimpered as my fingertips ghosted over his soft abdomen. He was fit in his own way, but an omega could never escape a little softness. I loved it on North.
This was his first time and I wanted it to be something special. I wanted him to feel good, too.
At first, I felt guilty for claiming his first time for myself, but he’d get a first with Jack as well. They would both be very different experiences for this new omega. Both, equally as important .
“Is there anything you don’t want me to do?” I questioned. “Otherwise, I’m going to suck your cock, omega.”
I tested the word out on my tongue, grinning as it hit its mark. North shivered at the word, his cock twitching. He definitely liked the idea, whether he admitted it to himself or not yet.
I didn’t bring attention to it as I simply untied the drawstring of his sweatpants and pulled them down his legs carefully, helping him get them off before tossing them aside and then I soaked in the sight of my scent-match
He was a perfect mix of toned and soft, slender but still somehow making me feel small. Everything about this man was so fucking sexy. His cock was standing at attention, a bead of pre-cum leaking out of the tip.
I couldn’t help it. I leaned forward, swiping my tongue over it humming at the sweet and salty taste of him.
North groaned, his hips trying to shift closer until I gripped them in my hands, holding him steady before swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock.
His ragged breathing was everything and it was easy to see how alphas got off on the sound of a desperate omega.
Because I was losing my mind right about now.
My own slick was dripping from my needy pussy, making my panties wet. I had to clench my thighs together as I slid his cock past my lips and into my mouth, flattening my tongue as I took him just deep enough to make him moan. Pulling back, I repeated the process, sucking hard and swallowing him down all over again.
His cries were desperate, his fingers clenching into the sheet as he fought not to fuck himself into my mouth.
That was enough for me to let go of his hips. I wanted him to fuck my throat, to take what he needed from me. I forced myself to relax, letting saliva pool around his cock as I hummed my approval.
That was all the encouragement my omega needed. He started moving, slamming his hips forward to fill me every time I pulled away. I gave him everything I had, wanting to make it memorable.
