I grin with him as need pulses in my body. Their kiss lives rent-free in my head, and it’s always open to visitors.
“You shouldn’t have to go through your heat without us, sweetness.” My back arches, and I whimper as he strokes one silky finger over my entrance. “If you let us in, we can be there for you.”
I shake my head. There’s no way I can expect Timber to be with me for my heat and ever forgive me. That’s why I have to leave.
“I’d rather hurt myself that way than hurt him by using him like his ex-wife did.”
Kane’s brow furrows, though I don’t understand why he looks upset. But he doesn’t let me spiral. He captures my lips again, pushing two fingertips inside me. I burst out with a muffled cry as he runs his tongue over mine.
I’m clinging to him, shaking, desperately kissing him as I thrust my hips back to find more. I want to be touched so badly that I’m perfuming like an air freshener factory.
“Did you need it this much, sweetness?” he murmurs as he runs his thumb over my cheek. “How long have you been like this?”
“Please, Kane,” I gasp as he bites at the shell of my ear before tugging softly on a helix ring. “Just hold me.”
He groans as he presses his cheek against mine. His chest swells as he draws in my scent. “Okay, sweetness, hold on for me. Let’s go take care of your pussy.”
Kane
As soon as my car doors close, she’s on me. Ollie’s ass doesn’t even touch the passenger seat before she flies across the console and mounts me.
There’s barely any room, but we take care of that.
I kick the pedal to move the driver’s seat backward while she pulls the lever to knock it down, and I’m suddenly on my back.She doesn’t hesitate, rolling her hips and grinding her chest on mine as her perfume flows from her.
Ollie launches into the kiss. My hands go to her hips to push her against my cock as she whines, nearly crying as I lick the piercing in her tongue that’s become my new obsession.
I’ve never been truly angry with Timber before. Whenever he’s furious with me, I just accept it as part of our sexy back and forth. No matter how aggressive or rude he is, in the end, I deserve it.
But as our omega’s eyes glaze over and she shakes in my arms, fierce anger surges in me. Her kisses are enough to hold back my growls, or I would release it right now.
Timber has been a fucking idiot and let our omega grow so hungry and touch-starved that she’s throwing herself at me like she’s already in heat.
I was prepared to take advantage of her, and I planned to go the whole way until she begged me to hold her. Then I knew she needed her alpha more than a quick fuck.
Her whines, the way she whimpers, and how her hands shake as she clutches at my shirt like she has to keep herself grounded… it hurts so fucking much I want to slap Timber to get him to wake up and help her.
I can’t just be a substitute she comes to when Timber doesn’t give her what she needs: I want to be her mate.
Luke explained it all from his side, and I connected the dots from his accident to Timber, his ex-wife, so I knew why Ollie wouldn’t tell Timber who she really was, but fuck. I hope he’s as wound up and frustrated as she is.
I pull back from the kiss to find her gasping and moaning. I swear I can see tears beading at the corners of her eyes.
“Get back here,” she orders, and love burns through me for my horny omega.
I want the Ollie kissing me to be in full control of herself. Not just an omega looking to get fucked. I want the omega I love to grind against my cock and cry for it, but only when she’s fully lucid.
I grip her hips and pull her away from me, and her murmur of complaint is so hot that I have to free my cock or I’m going to burst.
“It’s okay, sweetness, I’ve got something better for you,” I hum as her knees adjust on the seat so she can hold herself above me.
I shove at the waistband of my pants, grabbing my cock that’s so hard for her it aches. I want to be inside her so badly, but we need to take our time with this.
“Here’s the cock you want,” I grin, holding myself like an auctioneer showing off my wares.
“You’re so mean,” she says as she looks between her legs. My curled fingers nudge the inside of her thigh as I stroke myself. “I want to be in charge.”
“Not a chance,” I say as I playfully bite at her chin. “Not when my cock’s involved.”
