I run my finger along her jawline, skimming it down her neck until I reach her third button and grin. “Let’s get you cleaned up, omega.”
Once I rise, she stands on her tiptoes to kiss me, smelling of earth, sweetness, and just so fuckingmine. I undo the rest of her blouse, one button at a time, my cock thickening more as skin is revealed. When it’s gaping open, I slip her top from her shoulders and let it drop to her feet. Mesmerized, I watch her chest rise and fall in her silky pink bra as her breathing quickens.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” I groan, feathering a finger along her sharp collarbone.
She steps back, sliding off her skirt and dropping it to show me the luscious curves of her thighs that I want to bury my face between, leaving her in only underwear. This is so different from the first time I saw her naked, when she was driven by burning need and my sole mission was to give her relief. This time, I can enjoy every second.
My breath catches as she unclips her bra and sheds it. Her rosy nipples stand at attention, begging to be touched and licked. Before she even removes her panties, I can smell her slick, need surging through my veins when I see the wet patch soaking through the fabric. With my cock swollen in arousal, both knots strain to be released.
Her eyes hungrily graze over my body, setting my skin on fire as she looks at my abs then fixates on the bulge in my boxers. Her lips curve into a cheeky smile. “I’m waiting.”
Without hesitation, I whip off my underwear and let my cock spring free. It twitches, desperate to be closer to her.
There’s no hotter sight than my scent match naked before me. Even if she isn’t willing to accept that we’re matches yet, from the amount of perfume that’s filling the room, making me feel like I’m floating, her body seems to know.
Battling my primal urge to take her right here, my sensibilities rise to the surface as I step into the shower. It’s an enormous walk-in, large enough for us both to comfortably fit inside. Water from jets above as well as in the tiled walls bounce off my skin to massage every crevice while washing away dirt from every angle.
The hot gush rolls down my head as Kady steps in next to me. My dick drips pre-cum, watching the water glide over her perky breasts, hugging her curves and gliding over her round ass before traveling down her willowy legs that seem to go on forever. It almost makes me jealous, wishing I was able to caress every part of her at once.
I pull her closer to me, tenderly washing the mud from her cheek before cradling her chin and tipping her face up so our mouths can meet. I’m turned-on, so fucking turned-on, but in this moment, the urge to ravish her isn’t as strong as my need to take care of her. To make her know she’s the most importantthing in the world to me right now. She’s all I need. All I’ll ever need.
Her blonde hair sticks to her back as I grab a bottle from the side and pump out a few generous bursts of sweet-smelling foam. I rub my hands together to form a soapy lather before getting to work. I take my time, starting with her shoulders, hopefully massaging any tension away before washing her arms and hands, letting the suds foam between her fingers.
Her blissful groans echo around the tiled space as her eyes flicker closed, and she tips her head to let the spray run over her face. Though she could be a model, I know that she’d never want to do that. This remarkable woman wants to make a difference. I mean, she even writes complaint letters for fun, which makes her even more special.
She steps from under the spray, wringing out her wet hair before letting it fall down by her sides. Wet, it reaches all the way down at her waist.
“My turn.” She takes the shower gel from me.
Her small palms work soap into my broad shoulders, over my arms, then onto my chest, lingering over the steady thump of my heart as she pushes up onto her tiptoes to kiss me again. Kissing Kady reminds me of my very reason for existence.
We moan into each other’s mouths, hands exploring the other’s body, washing away dirt as the room fills with a light steam. The hot water and clean soap intermingling with Kady’s scent has me swaying on my feet, like I’m living in a fever dream. Her intoxicating perfume is like a drug, drawing me in. My cock pushes against her flat stomach, craving her touch.
I can’t hold back any longer.
My probing fingers glide down to her warm mound until they land between her legs. Her slick greets me, coating my hands in a gush of slipperiness as I push one finger inside her.
“I want you, Hale.” She clutches onto me, her nails sinking into my biceps as she lets out a moan. “I need you.”
Something about her tone taps into my underlying alpha instincts, awakening a deep-seated desire to claim her and to make her mine. With a new feral hunger coursing through my veins, I growl, sinking my teeth into her lip.
Before I spin her and start plunging into her like it’s my sole reason for existence, I pause.
“I don’t want you to slip.” My voice comes out in a low, thunder-like rumble.
“Fuck me, alpha.” Her pupils are fully blown. “I need you.”
Any safety concerns instantly vanish as she turns, extending her arms above her head to rest on the tiles and arching her back to give me a perfect view of her peach-like ass. I position myself between her cheeks, rubbing my cock between them as the water continues to hit us from all angles.
“Hale!” Kady pushes back into me impatiently. “Stop teasing.”
I rub my cock against her wet entrance, throbbing with desire. “We’re having fun, remember?”
She looks back at me over her shoulder. “Alpha, please.”
Fuck. I have to please my omega.
I plunge into her, hard and rough, her moans and rapid breathing floating through the bathroom as our bodies slap together.
