"But--"
"No, Zakariel."
I shivered at the hard, dominant tone of his voice. I could tell he wasn't saying no because he didn't want it--he was telling me no because he wanted it on his terms. His rules. His command. That was fine. I could wait.
"Yes, boss," I said.
That made Kamari freeze and I almost snickered. What, had he not noticed that I knew how much he liked that? But he punished my little mischievous antics with a rough squeeze of my cock, which promptly evaporated all thoughts from my brain.
I moaned into Kamari's mouth as he kissed me passionately. I didn't care if I was loud. We were the only two people on this island. Nobody was around to judge us or hear our sex noises.
Would Kamari have done this if his omegas were nearby?I wondered.Or if he’s only doing this because we're alone?
The little nagging thought disappeared as Kamari's hot tongue thrust past my lips. He stroked my cock, alternating quick, forceful motions with slow, teasing ones. He kept me on edge, never knowing what to expect. My eyes fluttered shut as I stood there, completely at his mercy and loving it.
I'd always been the dominant partner in my past relationships--hell, calling themrelationshipswas an overstatement when I almost always bounced after the first sparkless date. But with Kamari, I had no problem giving him the lead, especially since the aggressive way he snatched it from me was sexy as fuck. I didn't know I'd enjoy a domineering partner this much.
Or maybe it's just because I like Kamari. He's special.
The knot of arousal below my stomach was tightening, twisting until it was taut and hard. And speaking of hard knots, I wanted to fuck Kamari so badly. But that seemed like a huge step to take when he'd only just kissed me. Then again, hewaskissing me like crazy.
My cock throbbed in Kamari's hand. He knew just when to slow his roll so he didn't accidentally send me flying off the edge. The teasing was painful, though. I groaned and bucked into his grip, chasing that sweet friction only to come up empty when Kamari growled and yanked back his hand.
"Impatient," he scolded me.
I responded with a growl of my own and tried to kiss him, but he backed off. I couldn't help but whine like a bratty pup. "Where are you going?"
Kamari smirked. "You want me that desperately?"
"I thought that was obvious by now."
Licking his lips, Kamari looked me over, almost like he was waiting for me to do something. When I didn't move, he took another step back. His smirk turned into a solemn frown.
"What?" I asked.
Kamari exhaled. It was obvious he was still turned on--one glance at his hard cock revealed that--but for whatever reason, he felt the need to take this little break.
"What? Are you okay?" I asked when he didn't say anything.
"I'm testing you."
"Huh?"
My brain was pudding. I didn't know what the hell he was talking about. I'd probably fail any test he put in front of me right now because I was so horny. But then I realized he meant some other kind of test. I shook my head and shrugged, totally oblivious to whatever hidden meaning he had in mind.
Kamari looked playfully irritated. He rolled his eyes and returned, pinning me against the tree once more. "Idiot."
"Yeah, I am, apparently, 'cause I have no idea what's going on."
Kamari kissed me, shutting me up. I didn't mind. When we broke apart, he said seriously, "I wanted to see your reaction if I stopped this."
"Well, if you just asked, I would've said confused. A little disappointed, but mostly confused."
The corner of his lip quirked. "Not good enough. I like to see things with my own eyes before I believe them." He ruffled my hair in a manner I could tell he thought was supposed to be condescending, but it seemed affectionate to me. "You passed anyway."
My brain caught up with me, fighting its way through the fog of arousal. I understood what he meant now, and then I felt bad for being dumb.
He wanted to see if I was an uncontrollable alpha,I thought gravely.He was testing me to see if I'd chase after him when he stopped...
