Let’s just say I have a new appreciation for dry humping. The second the door shuts, I hoist her up into my arms and swing her legs around my hips, her back hitting the closed door with a soft thud. My lips are on hers before I can think better of it, needing her more than I need to breathe. She meets me fervently, just as enthusiastic about our kiss as I am. Our hips slide together with ease, and her hands scratch downmy shoulders, trying to touch every bit of skin she possibly can.
“Kit—” she whispers against my lips, her center moving over me in just the right way to make me gasp. “Your scent… I want to eat it.”
I let out a low laugh at that, my hands going to her ass to support her as I start to walk through the dark house. “That’s a relief, because I haven’t smelled yours yet, and I already know I want to inhale it like a drug,” I huff out, making my way to our rooms. “Do you want to go to your room or mine?”
“Yours,” she breathes out before moving herself over me again. She rotates in just the right spot, making my cock twitch against the rough denim of my jeans. When we get to my room, I’m thankful that Jemma isn’t commandeering the bed as I calmly place Opal on it and flick on the lamp.
“It’s so hot,” she says as she starts to strip, and I know then that her omega has fully taken over. At least, I’m hoping it’s just a spike because I don’t have a knot, and I don’t think I’d be able to break her fever with just orgasms. But until I know for sure, I’m going to do whatever I can to help her.
After her shirt comes off, I help her with her skirt and then lie beside her, trying my best to keep my composure when I see Opal’s body in the dim light. Her bra is a cream color, mismatching with the deep purple silk of her underwear, and it makes me grind my teeth with absolute need.
She lies there, waiting, and I take just one more look before I slide my hand into her panties and feel the slick that’s gathered at her center. The groan that escapes me is inhuman, and she gasps loudly as my finger slides across her clit, sparking the first second of relief for her. I continue to massage her, watching as her face morphs into pleasure, sending electricity through her body.
“Fuck,” she whispers as her hips start to move against thefriction I’m providing. My hand pulls back for a moment, and she suddenly grabs the sides of her panties and chucks them off. When she’s finally bare and fully limitless in her movements, I move from my position and get on top of her, placing my face in front of her core.
“You’re gorgeous,” I tell her as my fingers find her curls down below once more. My thumb slides back and forth over her clit, earning me little gasps and moans from her as the steady rhythm sends her body into overdrive. When I can’t stand it anymore, my other hand moves down as I slide my fingers inside her. She lets out a heightened whimper, her back arching as she pulses around me. I’ve never been so hard in my life as I listen to her pleasure, working two fingers in and out of her. When I curl them, her pussy clenches, and I take that opportunity to lean forward and—finally—suck her clit into my mouth hungrily.
“Fuck, baby.” I let a moan slip as I go back in for another taste, my tongue dancing around the edges of her clit while my fingers pump faster inside of her. Her smell may be hidden, but she is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. Her slick pours out around my fingers as I continue to feast on her, and her body pulls taut with every passing second. Her expletives come quicker now, and her back arches more and more until I can feel her coming apart on my fingers. I keep my pace, pulling every bit of pleasure I can from her as she squeals with unrestrained bliss.
When she finally relaxes and I pull back, her fists are still clutched in the blankets, her face pinched with pain once again.
“Tell me what you need, Omega,” I instruct her, crawling up her body until we’re face-to-face.
Her fingers find my belt loop. By the look in her eye,she is slightly more present, but still needs something more to alleviate the ache. “I need you,” she whispers. “Please.”
When my clothes are finally off, I pull open the drawer of my end table and grab a condom. As I go to put it on, Opal grabs it from my hand, scowling at it like it deeply offended her. When she tosses it across the room, a chuckle escapes me.
“Did it steal something from you?” I ask.
The look she gives me is feral. “I need tofeelyou.”
“What about—” I start to ask, but Opal kisses me instead, her tongue dancing with mine. When she pulls away, we’re both panting.
“I have an IUD, and I haven’t been with anyone in a long time. I want to be with you,completely. With nothing between us.”
Fuck.My cock twitches at her words and a groan slips free. I didn’t expect her to say that at all. I kiss her once more and move to lie back on top of her, unsnapping her bra and throwing it over my shoulder. When she looks me in the eyes, I hold her gaze and line up with her entrance, feeling slightly emotional that this moment is finally happening. When I thrust in, we both inhale sharply at the sensation, and her pussy pulls me in with ease.
My hands move to the back of her thighs to open her up further, changing the position. I must hit the right spot because she practically howls in ecstasy.
“Fuck, Omega,” I grit in her ear as I pump faster, my body sparking in every direction from the glorious feeling of being inside her. She whines then, her arms going around my shoulders to hold me close while I work over her body with as much fervor as I can. “You feel likemine,” my omega growls, my gaze eyeing the empty space on her neck. I lick it instead, barely able to keep my composure as the most powerful feelings start to flow through me. Her mouth gapes open, beautifulmoans filling the space quicker and quicker as I’m able to push her up that hill again.
“That’s it, Omega,” I encourage her, feeling her squeeze around me. I reach down, my fingers finding her wet clit. “Come all over my cock. I want it so bad. Please, please.”
“Yesssss!” she screams, her back arching off the bed, pressing further into my body as I hit a certain place inside that starts to trigger her orgasm. I stay steady, trying not to sputter my hips out of rhythm as she tightens around me and lets go. Her cry of relief sends me over the edge, my cock pulsing with the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. It erupts from me and spills into her, making me black out slightly from the otherworldly pleasure. I hold onto her, tears springing to my eyes at the feeling of this moment.
Her soft sigh underneath me brings me back to the present. When my breathing calms down, I look at her and breathe with relief, seeing she’s no longer writhing impatiently. She’s still and smiling, her chest rising and falling with satisfaction as her skin cools by the second.
“Oh, thank god,” I whisper to myself, grateful that I was able to help her with this spike. My fingers move on autopilot as they push her hair back, giving the air more opportunity to cool her off.
I pull out and a soft sigh leaves her lips, her eyes opening slightly to watch me. “Kit—” she starts, but I lean in to kiss her instead, lingering for only a moment before standing up.
“I’ll be right back, I’m going to get something to clean you with, okay?”
Her hand softly wraps around my wrist, like she can’t muster up anymore energy to hold on tighter. “No, please, I—” She shakes her head, trying to tug me to her. Her cheeks flush. “My omega… s-she needs it to stay. For at least a little bit at least.”
My brow furrows slightly, but then her meaning hits me as she squeezes her legs shut. Even more surprising to me, a growl emits in my throat, my own omega loving the sound of that. “Okay,” I say, trying to act casual despite the possessive sound I just let slip. “Do you like being filled with me, my love?”
She flushes the prettiest pink. “Just hold me,” she pleads.
