“You really are unlike any other omega I’ve ever met.” He chuckles. “You pack a mean punch too.”
“My form could have been better.”
“You have a little blood…” Ezra swipes across my cheekbone with his rough, callused thumb. I freeze, my lips parting as his touch leaves a scorching trail over my skin. “There. All gone.”
My heartbeat quickens, and I swallow hard, breathing in his scent. “Thanks.”
Ezra doesn’t pull his hand away, and I don’t want him to.
He leans in closer, his breath tickling my face. “Can I?—”
I press my lips against his to silence him in a feverish, adrenaline-fueled kiss. He yanks me closer, running his hand through my hair before it catches in my braid. Without a second thought, I grab the clip and throw it to the ground, shaking my tresses loose.
The sun is starting to set, so we’re illuminated under the peachy glow of a rogue streetlight when he pushes my back into the wall of the building behind me. A cool breeze whistles through my clothes, but Ezra’s skin feels like it’s on fire, keeping me toasty. I slide my hands under his T-shirt, my palms warming as I trace the muscles of his back.
Lips locked, his hands slide up my thighs, under my dress up to the silky lace edge of my already soaked-through panties. I moan into his mouth as his fingers push the wet fabric aside to meet my waiting heat. My legs begin to tremble when one of his fingers slides along my slit, slathering it in my slick.
I’m craving more when he unexpectedly pulls back. I gasp at the abruptness. “What…?”
I don’t need to finish my question, my pussy pulsating as he raises his finger to his lips to lick it clean.
“Mm.” He groans like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. “Fuck, you’re delicious.”
Seeing my slick dripping down his chin is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. He’s indescribably sexy, his eyes hooded with lust as he slips his hand back under my dress, stroking me through my panties. I buck against him, pushing my hips into his hand and grinding. This isn’t enough.
He drops to his knees and tears off the thin fabric separating us, letting my panties fall to my ankles. I weave my fingers through his locs as his face disappears under my dress, and he starts devouring me.
Sex in public is definitely not one of my brightest ideas. Kady Sinclair doesn’t take risks like this. What if we’re seen? Ezra’stongue licks all of my worries away, bringing me closer to an orgasm that has me forgetting all the laws we’re breaking right now.
“Fuck.” I close my eyes as the tip of his tongue glides over my clit before dipping inside me, swirling around and savoring my taste. He darts it in and out, tongue fucking me until the ball of tension curling in my stomach releases, and I explode all over his tongue. “Fuck!”
I come all over him, my inner thighs tensing and squeezing while he coaxes wave upon wave of my pleasure from me. My legs feel like spaghetti when he pulls back with a sigh and stands. He kisses me hard, grounding me while simultaneously turning me on by letting me taste my slick on his tongue. It’s a passion-filled blur, and I can hardly think straight as I reach into his pants to stroke his bulging cock, straining against the fabric. So hard. So fucking mine.
I undo the button on his pants then slide my hand in, meeting the silky head of his cock, already beading with pre-cum.
“Wait.” He catches my wrist softly while nuzzling his neck over the top of my head, scent marking me. “I want any alphas who walk by to know that your sweet pussy is all mine tonight, baby girl.”
Usually, I’d kick any guy in the balls for scent marking me without asking—not to mention calling me “baby girl.” What kind of pet name is that for a grown ass woman? However, my insides melt like ice cream on a hot day when Ezra calls me it. He’s doing it to keep me safe, and being marked with his scent feels like being washed in the best smelling soap. The sweet blackcurrant notes make my mouth water.
“Now…” He catches my bottom lip between his teeth and sucks on it before sliding his hand back between my legs, where it belongs. “Where was I?” He slides two fingers insideme. “You’re so ready for me.” He pumps them into me before breezing over my clit with his thumb, not stopping until I’m dripping all over his hand yet again. “Fuck, look at all your slick.”
I’m glad I’m leaning against the wall for extra support because his teasing is driving me to frustration. I thrust my hand back into his pants to grasp his cock again. Long, girthy, thick, it twitches in my fist as he fucks me harder with his fingers, driving them in with forceful, mind-bending thrusts.
“Alpha,” I groan as my legs threaten to give out. “I need your cock.”
Calling him ‘alpha’ has the desired effect as his teasing immediately comes to a halt. Ezra grabs my ass and lifts me into the air like I’m weightless, kissing me with a greater intensity, his tongue pillaging my mouth.
“How can I argue after seeing what you did to that other alpha’s face?” He rubs his cock against my slippery entrance.
“Fuck me.” I dig my nails into his biceps as my neediness gets the better of me. “Now!”
I wrap my legs around him as he pins me against the wall, entering me in a hard, quick thrust. His hips move in smooth, swift motions, using a bucking force that hits me at just the right angle. My pussy clenches and clings to him in the dizzying heated friction. This is so unlike me, yet I can’t get enough. The thrill of knowing we could be seen at any second only intensifies the situation. I should be in the library right now, not getting railed by a gorgeous stranger I just met, but here we are.
My slick coats his cock as our scents and bodies meld together. Our frenzied breathing comes in short bursts as his firm hands bounce me on his cock, using me like his plaything. I bite my lip hard to stop from screaming as another orgasm nears. I bury my face into his neck, muffling my moans of pleasure. I’ll be covering him in my scent, but hey… It’s only fair.
Ezra’s close. I can feel it. His knot grows taut and tickles my entrance, giving me a hint of how amazing it’d feel to have him fill me completely. However, this will have to do. Knotting is reserved for the safety of a nest, unless we want to potentially get caught and arrested while stuck together, which is definitely not on my bucket list.
Ezra’s thrusts quicken, my vision fogging as my orgasm crashes through me. I gush all over him while his pheromones completely consume my senses, and he comes inside me in a final thrust. The feelings pumping through me are indescribable, better than any orgasm I’ve ever had. I seem to be suspended from reality, floating on another plane of existence, and for a second, I completely forget who I really am.
