“Show me what to do,” he pleads.
I take his wrist and guide his hand down my body. His hand span is pretty impressive—with fingers splayed, he covers most of my stomach. I keep moving it lower, and he inhales sharply as his fingers graze my wet panties. I whine when he touches me through the material. Just the heat from his fingers has meclenching. I let go of his wrist, letting him touch me through the fabric, hoping that this isn’t going too fast for him but knowing I’m going to need more soon. Even his tentative touches are making my hips rock.
“Can I…?” His voice turns to a husky rumble. “Taste you?”
My chest heaves, desire pumping oxytocin through every cell in my body. “Yes.”
He rolls off, waiting patiently as I pull off my underwear and let my knees fall apart.
“Wow.” His gaze finds home between my legs. “You look delicious.”
He crawls beneath my legs, pausing to intently study my pussy before sliding a finger between my folds, watching my lips part.
“So pink. So perfect.”
I bite my lip to stop myself from begging, knowing Riven needs to take his time. As much as I need my relief, this is his moment as much as it is mine. I can’t ruin it by acting like a needy bitch.
“Wow.” My toes curl as he slides one finger tantalizingly over my clit. “Your slick smells even better than hot cocoa.”
I fist the sheet. “T-thanks.”
His face edges closer, his smooth skin brushing against my inner thighs as he breathes me in. I fight not to press up into his face when I feel his hot breath against me, warming my pussy.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispers. “So beautiful.”
His licks start out soft and fleeting, barely a touch, but my moans and arching back seem to give him the confidence he needs. I gasp in surprise when his entire tongue laps at the slick pooling at my entrance. He groans against me, like a fire has ignited within him, then his strong hands grab my hips, yanking my pussy onto his face for him to explore.
His pace quickens, licking me with a feverish need. The sloppy sound of his tongue wading through my wetness has me tugging his head and holding his face in place while I grind against him.
“Riven.” I don’t even try to suppress the moans spilling from me as his tongue flicks over my clit. “Just there. Yes!”
He laps at my clit while he slips a finger inside me, edging in at a torturously slow speed, like he’s afraid of breaking me. I push down, forcing his finger deeper as I coat him in slick.
“Keep going.” My vision blurs as an orgasm creeps up on me out of nowhere. “Yes, yes! Fuck yes!”
My thighs clamp around his face as my pussy squeezes his finger. Only it’s not enough. I want more. Ineedmore.
He grins and pulls back, slick dripping down his chin. “Was that…?” He licks his pillowy lips. “Okay?”
“More than okay.”
“But you need more, don't you?” His brows furrow. “An omega needs knots during heat.”
“You’re amazing with your mouth, Riven.” I push down my instinct to plead for more.. “We don't have to go any further if you don't want to.”
“I want to, Kady.” He props himself up so he’s looking me straight in the eye. “I want you to be my first. My only.”
My stomach flutters as I find myself nodding. I briefly recall losing my own virginity. I’d just turned eighteen, and he was a few years older, the son of one of Dad’s business associates. It happened at a dinner party we’d both been forced to attend. I thought his experience would work to my advantage, but after being bent over a billiard table and thrust into a few times, I found the whole ordeal seriously lacking.
I stroke along his strong jaw. “Are you sure?”
He nods, his eyes lingering on the bed.
“If you want to stop anytime, we can, okay?”
The corners of his mouth twitch. “I don’t foresee that being a problem.”
“Lie down,” I order, taking control.
