“Okay,” he replies, bundling me up in his arms and kissing me on the side of my face.
Nothing has ever felt more right than the way I feel in Smith’s arms at this moment. I’ve dated Alphas and Betas over the years and never got close to bonding them. While my feelings for Smith have simmered on the surface for a while now, the moment he told me he loved me back, I knew he was it for me. I’m his bonded and it makes me feel whole.
I feel complete, I don’t feel like there is a lingering missing piece like other Omegas describe. It’s like Smith and I are the only people in the world and it brings me more pleasure than it should. I can’t help it when I smile widely against his throat.
“You’re so fucking cute,” he mumbles next to my face, making me smile even more. He kisses me one more time before I doze off, feeling more content than I’ve ever felt.
I wake up feeling hot and needy. Whiskey and sandalwood fills my nose, and I groan. I lean into the enormous chest against my back.My Alpha.
Turning my body so I can see him, he shifts his weight, still asleep. I kiss up his chest.
I need him, he needs to take care of me.
His eyes blink open, and he rubs his hands down my arms.
“Cami?”
“I need you, Alpha. It hurts.”
“Baby, we need to go to Heat Haven, okay?” The back of his palm presses against my forehead and it feels so cool and nice. I lean into his touch. His touch is perfect, the only touch I need.
“I want you now.” I can hear the petulance in my voice, but I don’t care.
“I know, little star, I’m going to take care of you. Are your bags packed?” I nod my head. “All right, I’m gonna call them now and let them know the situation. Do you want to shower before we go?”
“No, I want your knot.”
He laughs and removes me from his lap, leaving me on the bed as he grabs a suitcase and packs a bag for himself. “Where’s your bag, baby?”
“Bedroom.”
“Okay, I’ll be right back. I’ll call Franklin and Heat Haven.”
“Uh!” I shout and push my face into the pillow, smelling his addictive scent. I can’t help it when my hand glides down my torso and I finger myself. It releases some of the need I have, but it barely scratches the itch. I need Smith’s cock stretching me and him whispering dirty words in my ear.
I can perfectly visualize all the filthy things he’s going to do with me. It’s going to be perfect. My bonded Alpha taking care of me during my heat.
“Cami,” he says as I thrust my fingers in and out of my needy pussy. “Jesus, I promise to fuck your brains out as soon as we get to Heat Haven. But, baby, I’m gonna need you to stop or we’ll never make it there.”
“Don’t want to go,” I tell him as I try to reach orgasm.
I stare at him as he watches me touch myself. I can see his erection tenting his shorts. I need to tempt my Alpha; he needs to understand that I need him right now.
“Alpha, please,” I beg him. Doesn’t he see I need him, that I’m hurting?
He lets out a puff of air and comes to stand next to the bed, not touching, which makes me frustrated.
“Are you going to come for your Alpha, Omega? I want you to make a mess out of yourself for me. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes, Alpha,” I say, knowing that I want to please him. If I make him happy, maybe he will fuck me like I want him to.
“That’s it. Look how greedy your pussy is taking your fingers. Be a good girl and come for me and I promise to fill you up at Heat Haven, okay?”
“Okay.” I pant as my motions increase, using my thumb on my clit. It’s not what I want, I need more. But I need to make my Alpha happy. Once he’s pleased with me, he will give me what I need.
I come, but it’s not as fulfilling as his knot would be.
“Good girl, you please me so much. Let’s get to Heat Haven and I’ll reward you, okay?”
