Leave it to Dane to make me feel like I’d done the right thing by crapping out on him.
“I can make up for it now?” I suggested, stretching languidly and rubbing against him.
“Mm.” Dane kissed my neck. “Or we can sleep a few more hours and then get busy?”
Oh, more sleep sounded amazing. “Okay,” I agreed, letting my eyes drift closed again. “I’ll be ready whenever you are.”
~*~
The next time I started to swim towards consciousness, it was to the soft, barely-there rasp of skin on skin. I blinked my eyes open to find that I was alone on the bed, bare to the sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains with the sheets and blankets tangled around my ankles.
The light sounds teasing my ears came from the chair in the corner of the room and when I stretched, pulling my legs free to roll over onto my side, a groan joined them.
“Whatcha doing all the way over there?” My voice was low and inviting as I took in the sight of Dane naked in the chair, his hairy thighs spread wide, one big hand slowly stroking his thick cock as he watched me with a hungry look that had me shivering. “You could have woken me up, you know.”
“Yeah,” Dane shrugged, his hand still slowly gripping and releasing his length as he tugged it. “But as much as I love touching you, I’ve never really had the chance to just look at you.”
I cocked my head in confusion. “Why not? Even before we were officially together, there was lots of down time during my heats.” Dane’s cheeks reddened slightly and his hand stopped moving. “Hey, what did I say wrong?”
“Nothing, baby,” Dane said with a sigh. “It just always seemed a little creepy to think of you like that when I thought you just wanted me to, um, serve a purpose during those times.”
“Serve a purpose?” I shook my head and then his meaning hit. “By purpose you mean fuck me senseless?”
“Well, yeah. I thought it would be crossing a line to use you for my enjoyment,” he mumbled. “Even if it was just me looking at you.”
That didn’t set well with me, but when Dane’s erection started flagging, I decided there was no reason at all for us to hash it out then and there. Instead, I rolled back onto my stomach and spread my legs, tucking my knees under me to give Dane a better view than he’d had when I woke up.
“Shelly?” The wariness in Dane’s voice had me grinning into the pillow as I sucked on my right index finger and snuck my hand through my legs to tease my hole.
“Hm?”
“What are you doing?”
I moaned quietly and cupped my balls in my hand, tugging lightly as I arched my back. “Just thinking about how hot it is that you want to look at me more than you want to fuck me.”
“I didn’t saymore,”Dane huffed, the slick sound of skin sliding on leather telling me he’d stood up even before his voice came from right behind me. “Definitely not more.”
The sound of him stroking himself picked back up, making me moan again. “God, are you gonna jerk off on me? Cum all over my ass?”
Dane cursed under his breath as the first spurt of his release splattered on my ass cheeks. Instantly his big, hot hand was scooping it up, two thick fingers breaching my hole to shove it inside me and pressing on my prostate. “You’re so fucking hot, baby. Gonna fuck my cum into you where it belongs.”
And that was all it took to have me unloading onto the bed with a yelp, my body convulsing around his fingers. When I stopped shaking and Dane pulled his hand free, I flopped over onto my back and grabbed his wrist to pull his big body down to cover me.
“Fuck, I love you, Dane.”
He chuckled and pressed a kiss to my neck. “I love you, too, my dirty little Omega.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Dane
The knock on the condo door came right as I sliced my roast beef sandwich in half.
Leaving my plate on the counter in the kitchen, I ambled through to answer the door, chiding the bear who perked up in the hope that it was Shelly back earlier than expected. “He lives here, doof. He wouldn’t knock. Besides, you know he told me he’d be gone until dinner time.”
The bear huffed and sank back down as I peered through the peephole and found a small group of people who didn’t usually stop by unannounced.
“Clark, Jackson, always nice to see you.” I greeted, turning to the third hulking form with a grin. “When the hell did you get back?”
