I grab the front of his leather jacket and yank him closer. “I said. Take. More.”
* * *
Rahel
This fucking woman. I’ve been alive for five hundred years. I’ve had royalty beg at my feet. I’ve brought the most powerful beings to their knees with a single touch.
And this curvy little omega is bossing me around. Demanding. Commanding. Looking at me with her gorgeous, big brown eyes like she’s not scared of a single fucking thing I am.
I’m so fucking in love already I can barely breathe.
“You want more?” I let my shadows loose. They surge from my body, wrapping around her wrists, pulling her arms above her head. Her gasps making my cock throb. “I’ll give you more, baby. I’ll give you every fucking thing.”
* * *
Destiny
Oh. Oh fuck. His shadows are… holding me! They feel warm and solid, pinning my wrists above my head like velvet restraints. I don’t know if I should be scared, screaming… But I’m so wet I can feel slick dripping on the counter under me.
“Good girl.” Rahel’s rumble of approval vibrates through my body. “Look at you. Spread out for me like a feast.”
He’s standing between my legs, just… looking. His beautiful, molten eyes trailing over my body like he’s memorizing every fucking inch of me.
“Rahel…”
“Patience, little one. I’ve been starving for months.” He leans in close, his intoxicating breath hot against my ear. “I’m going to savor every…. fucking… bite.”
* * *
Rahel
Her scent is driving me fucking insane. All dark chocolate and caramel… and the sweetest fucking slick I’ve ever smelled, and she’s leaking so much of it her thighs are glistening. My omega is fucking desperate, aching, so fucking ready for me. For us.
I grip the hem of her apron and yank it. “Off.”
The fabric tears like tissue paper. Destiny gasps, but I’m already ripping her shirt, her bra, exposing the perfect tits I’ve been dreaming about. They’re big, round and soft, with hard dark nipples that are begging for my mouth.
“Fuck,” I rasp out reverently. “Look at you.”
“Rahel, please…”
“Shh.” I cup her breasts in my hands, feeling their weight. My shadows pulsing with pleasure. “I’ve been dreaming of this moment for months, sweetheart. Let me fucking worship you.”
* * *
Destiny
Rahel lowers his head to take one of my nipples between his lips and I see fucking stars.
“Oh, God… baby…”
His amazing tongue swirls around my hardened flesh, and his teeth graze me, while his hand palms my other breast, his thick, calloused thumb rolling over the peak. His shadows still have my wrists pinned, but now more tendrils are sliding over my skin, up my thighs, around my waist, teasing the curve of my ass. It’s like being touched by ten hands at once. Like he’s fucking everywhere.
“You taste even better awake,” he groans against my skin, switching to my other breast. “Fuck, I could do this for hours, baby.”
I squirm, trying to grind against him, but more shadows wrap around my hips, holding me still. “Rahel, I need…”
He lifts his head. And his rugged handsomeness hits me like a punch. The strong, masculine lines of his face, his cut jaw, the scruff covering his cheeks, full lips wet from sucking on my flesh… His eyes are burning, and when he smiles, I see fucking fangs. So freaking hawt!!
