"What do you need, sweetheart? Use your words."
Camelia turned her face to the side, her eyes closing as if she couldn't face the shame of what she was about to say."I need...fuck...please, I need your cock, need you to fuck me...remind me who I belong to, James, please..."
James' pants were undone and his cock out before she even finished her sentence. His mind was clouded with her scent, his instincts roaring at her desperate plea, and all it took was for him to reach under her thigh and wrap it around his hip before his cock was notched at her entrance and sliding deep inside of her with a wet, satisfying sound.
Camelia's breath punched out of her with a groan, and she wrapped her arms around James' neck, pulling him so close that their foreheads were resting together as he set a punishing pace. The tight walls of her pussy clung to him, making slick sounds as his cock slid in and out, and God, it felt so fuckingright.
"James...fuck...Alpha..." Camelia pressed her lips to his jaw, her mouth open and wet as she sucked a mark into his neck, and James groaned, pressing his lips to her ear as his Omega marked him.
"That's right, sweetheart. Take what you need from me, mark me, I'm yours, Camelia, fuck..."
He was barely aware of the words that spilled from his lips, lost in her scent and her pussy as he fucked her against the wall. Her needy whimpers and gasping breaths filled his head, and it didn't take long for an orgasm to start to boil low in his belly, his balls drawing up and aching with the need to fill her pussy with his come.
"Close, sweetheart," he gritted out, reaching between them and rubbing her clit hard and fast. He wanted to see her fall apart under him before he came, and the way that her walls fluttered around him, she was alreadyso close...
"Oh..." Camelia's head fell back against the wall, her body limp in his grasp even as she clung to him. Her leg shook underneath her as he drove her closer to orgasm, and she pulled him closeras her hips jerked against his. "Fuck...close, Alpha...want you inside me, want you to come, need to feel you all day..."
James' instincts roared at her confession, and he slammed their mouths together in a brutal kiss as his fingers worked her clit faster until her entire body seized with her orgasm. He swallowed her desperate moans as her pussy clamped down around his cock, and he barely managed to hold back for her to break the kiss and drag in a ragged gasp before his cock twitched andexplodedinside of her.
"Fuck!" James' hands curled into fists against the wall as he came, filling Camelia with his come and making her pussy even more sloppy and slick than it had been. The pleasure was intense, clouding his mind for a brief moment where the only thing that he was aware of was his girl, his Omega, and the way they fit sofuckingperfectly together.
He breathed heavily, his mind swimming back to awareness as he felt Camelia's lips gentle on his jaw, her pussy clenching him one more time as he softened and slipped out of her. She made a soft sound at the loss, but her arms didn't loosen from around his neck.
"Thank you," she said quietly.
Before James could ask her what she was thanking him for, she pulled him close for a kiss that was both sweet and made his cock twitch all over again. He let out a gruff, wanton sound that would have embarrassed him if he were in his right mind, but in the moment, just felt right.
Finally, she broke the kiss and reached down to find her pants and shoes, yanking them back on quickly. Possessiveness flared in James' chest at the thought of her walking around with his come soaking her leggings for the rest of the day, but he didn't say anything about it.
Instead, he pressed one more kiss to her cheek before stepping away from the wall and unlocking the door, flooding the roomwith bright light from the hallway that made both of them blink rapidly before their eyes adjusted.
"Come on," he said softly, reaching out and taking her hand. "Let's get some food."
Chapter seven
Camelia
The rest of the school day passed in a bit of a daze, and when Camelia met James again at the end of their classes, she couldn't stop herself from blushing a little at the sight of his handsome face. He smirked at her and took her hand, and the warmth of his palm against hers was enough to make Camelia tingle from the top of her head to her toes all over again.
The impromptu fuck in the empty conference room seemed to have done the trick, as far as leaving enough of an impression that any other Alphas steered clear. Nobody else bothered her, and despite the delicious humiliation that Camelia felt every time she sat down and the wet fabric of her leggings pressed against her, she couldn't help the flicker of gratitude that lit inside her for the rest of the day.
She hadn't had to explain to James why the encounter with Max had bothered her so much. He hadn't pressed to understand more than she was willing to give. He had justunderstood, and given her exactly what she needed in the moment.
It was an odd sensation, feeling so cared for by someone who wasn't family.
James stopped and got the three of them burgers from a greasy local joint on the way home, and Camelia slowly ate the salty fries as they pulled up in front of the condo. Evan was already home, and she felt a sudden inexplicable sense of foreboding in her stomach as she got out of the car and helped James bring everything in.
Evan was sitting on the couch, a beer in one hand, clad in soft black pants and a t-shirt. He smiled as the two of them walked through the door, putting down his drink and standing to cross the room. "Hey. Welcome home."
He wrapped a hand around the back of Camelia's neck and pulled her towards him for a deep, thorough kiss before she could respond, and her stomach swooped out from underneath her. She couldn't stop the tiny moan that she let out at the attention, though her full hands stopped her from stepping closer and curling her hands into his shirt the way she wanted to.
She felt a little dazed when he finally released her, her lips feeling a little swollen and tingling as she blinked at him. He smirked a little, then lifted his gaze to James behind her. Camelia watched him reach out and wrap his hand around the side of James' neck without saying anything, their gazes intense as they looked at each other.
"Hey," James said softly. His expression smoothed out a little, losing some of the pucker of tension that constantly lingered between his eyebrows, and Evan nodded.
"Let's eat, yeah?"
Camelia didn't know what show Evan had on when she sat down, but it didn't matter. The second that she took her seat, Evan sat beside her again and the length of his thigh pressedagainst hers, burning through her clothes as he set out the food that she and James had brought home. She couldn't help the way her pussy tingled at the contact, and when James sat down on her other side, she resigned herself to an evening of being tense and horny.
