Her hands reach for me with a small, shaking grab, and her fingers curl into the front of my shirt. She pulls me down with surprising strength. Her forehead presses to my throat; she inhales fast, like my scent alone is oxygen and she needs it to survive.
I cup her face gently, making sure she can read me. I sign with one hand slow enough for her heat-fogged brain to follow.
I’m going to F-U-C-K you, Omega.I don’t know how to sign fuck, and with her heat coming, I should have looked it up, but spelling it doesn’t seem to break the moment. If anything, the way her pupils dilate and her breathing picks up, she likes it…a lot.
Milton and Korbin watch intently; both seem to be vibrating with alpha need to please their omega, to make her feel good.
Then she says it.
“I want you first.”
Heat burns low in my stomach. It’s not arrogance or pride; it’s the feeling of being chosen first by this one woman who matters.
Her hands climb to my shoulders. Her cheeks are flushed, lips parted. She presses closer, rubbing her face against my jaw in a shaky, scent-seeking motion.
Another wave of pain hits her. Hard.
She gasps and folds against me, trying to climb into my lap. I guide her gently onto her back, letting the blankets cradle her. She looks beautiful and terrified and trusting all at once. I stroke her cheek. Her eyes fall half-shut, then open, lashes trembling.
“Let me knot you.”
She nods. No hesitation. No fear. She opens for me like her body already knows the path.
I slide my hands up her thighs, slow enough that she can stop me at any second. She doesn’t. Her legs soften under my touch,opening wider with a trembling breath that shivers all the way through her body.
Naked. Now.I sign quickly, and she leans up, raising her arms above her head.
I peel her shirt away from her skin, and her breath trembles in her throat. Her bra follows, falling somewhere in the blankets. She shivers as cool air hits her heated skin, then relaxes when my hands settle on her waist.
Her sleep shorts are damp, causing the fabric to cling to her thighs. When I slide them down, she bites her lip, embarrassment and instinct tangling together. I kiss her knee once, and the tension melts out of her shoulders instantly.
She lies back for me, chest rising fast, eyes glowing with heat that has fully taken root now. Her fingers curl in the blankets. Her breath trembles. Everything in her is saying yes.
As I lower to my stomach, settling between her legs, her scent hits me with a warm rush that makes my vision blur at the edges. Sweet. Wild. Omega-deep.
I brace my hands on her thighs and look up because I need her eyes on me when I say this.
Right before I touch her, movement catches my attention at the edge of my vision.
Milton. Korbin.
Both of them are removing their clothes slowly and silently. Milton pulls his shirt over his head, eyes locked on Bayleigh. Korbin moves quieter, jaw set, keeping himself controlled even as heat vibrates through him.
Their clothes fall to the floor. They settle on opposite sides of her body, chests rising with heavy breaths, muscles tight from restraint.
But her eyes stay on me. Her fingers slide into my hair and tug, small but desperate. That’s all the permission I need.
I lower my mouth to her heat, her scent rising to meet me—mint and green tea, familiar and intoxicating.
Her hips arch with a startled gasp; her thighs tremble around my shoulders. Her hand flies to her lips, as if embarrassed by how fast her body responds, but the sound she makes, breathless and needy, urges me to keep going.
I flick my tongue up and down her clit quickly, and the way her hips roll against my face tells me all I need to know. She moans loudly, and I adjust enough to thrust two fingers into her hole. Slick drips from her pussy around my fingers as I fuck her with them, my tongue never leaving her clit.
Korbin groans, and I look up to see her wrapping a hand around his cock and guiding him to her mouth. Keeping one hand around his shaft, she bobs up and down on his cock, taking him as far as she can with the position she’s in. Her other hand blindly reaches for Milton, and she grabs his cock, stroking him in time with her mouth.
My focus returns to making her come on my tongue. I want her slick covering my face so I can smell her when I shove my knot deep inside her tight cunt for the first time.
Korbin wraps a hand in her hair, pumping his hips so that he’s doing most of the work and she can just lie there and enjoy herself like she deserves.
