My skin was hot and electric with every touch of his skin on mine. His other hand snaked up my knee to my thigh and rested there teasingly, making me ache for more contact. Meanwhile, my briefs were getting tight. I didn’t even have the shame to be embarrassed - if Dante saw how hard I already was, he should know that it washisdamnfault.
The hand on my face slipped down lower, softly tracing the line of my neck until it reached my collarbone. Dante purred into my mouth as he explored my body. He quickly made short work of my shirt buttons and I wondered why I’d even bothered putting it on properly at all. Once fully unbuttoned, Dante was free to peruse. His hand roamed my chest, teasingly touching my nipples, then snaked down over my stomach before finally pausing at the waistband of mybriefs.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have given you any clothes in the first place,” he said with alustfulgrin.
As Dante peeled off the shirt and laid it aside, I muttered, “I suppose not. We seem to be making a mess ofthatplan.”
“We’re going to make a mess, all right,” he growledplayfully.
In the next moment, Dante had me pinned to the bed. He straddled my waist and grinned down at me with the face of a horny dragon who wanted tofucknow.
“You look good down there,” he said, trailing his hands down my chest again. “Comfortable?”
I wriggled my hips, feeling my cock brush against his ass. “Well, you’re sitting on my hard-on, so it’s about fifty-fifty.”
He chuckled then sat up for a second so he could undress himself. Once his clothes were shed, he returned his attention tomybody.
“You are so handsome,” he growled affectionately. “Just... theperfectbody.”
I blushed deeply. No one had ever called meperfectbefore - it was especially meaningful coming from just about the hottest man on theplanet.
He hovered over my briefs. His hot breath ghosted across my cock and made meshiver.
“Tease,” Imumbled.
He raised a brow challengingly. “Shall I remove thisobstacle,then?”
“Pleasedo.”
In one clean motion, he literally ripped the briefs off my body - they were his anyway, and I got the feeling he had no qualms about their monetary value - and tossed the scraps aside. The hungry, aroused gleam in his eye made my cocktwitch.
He crawled on top of me again, straddling my thigh and licking his lips. I couldn’t help but whimper in desperation. I was painfully hard now and wanted his hands on me more thananything.
“You look like you want something, Gabriel,” Dante growled with a coysmile.
“I do,” I whined. “Come on,please?”
“I want you to say it,” he commanded. “Speak,omega.”
A shiver of pleasure shot down my spine. “Please, Dante, I want your hands on me. Touch me,please.”
Pleased, Dante growled and instantly grabbed my cock. I gasped. His hand curled around me, sending electric shocks through my skin. I bit my lip and clenched my eyes shut. He had only just touched me and I already felt like I was going to explode. I bucked my hipsshamelessly.
Dante chuckled and asked, “Youwantmore?”
“Yes!” Icried.
“Well, then… What kind of alpha would I be if I didn’t give it to you?” he mused out loud while slowly, firmly pumping my cock. Pleasure shot through me like a bullet. I moaned, throwing my forearm overmyeyes.
“Don’t cover your face,” Dante commanded. “I want to see my omega writhing inpleasure.”
Holy fuck,I thought. I lowered my arm and gazed up at himpleadingly.
“Does it feel good, my little wolf?” heasked.
“Yes.” It didn't just feel good; it feltbetterthan good. It felt fucking amazing, the best I’d ever felt in my life - butfuckif I had the capacity for wordsrightnow.
Dante continued, his sharp burning gaze never leaving mine. With his other hand he pushed down against my hips posessively. I mewled with excitement and expectation. His fingers firmly wrapped around the base of my cock before slowly dragging up. All I could do was lay there helplessly andwhimper.
