My brothers closed in, moving together as if they shared one mind and point of focus. Xander laid down on his side, body stretched next to Lucy. He teased his fingers across the raisedscar, tracing its lines. Asher leaned over and pressed his mouth to Lucy’s. He kissed her deeply, without reservation. Nitro was kneeling on the floor, elbows digging into the mattress, head propped under curved palms, watching the show with eyes still nearly blacked with desire. Kane took up position right behind me, occupying the space between her calves. They stimulated her but didn’t try to overshadow me.
My hand touched Xander’s as I skimmed my hands further up, across the mounds of her breasts, feeling her hard nipples press into my palms. When I reached her face, I cupped her cheek in my palm, my thumb brushing across her lower lip. She darted her tongue out instinctively, licking across her mouth, grazing my thumb.
“Tell me what you need," I murmured. The evidence of her readiness was slick between her thighs, but I needed to hear her say it. No, Iwantedto hear it from her mouth—that she wanted me as much as I wanted her, that I was separate from my pack brothers. Me, Fallon, no one else.
Lucy turned her face into my touch, pressing a kiss to my palm that sent electricity racing up my arm. "You, Fallon,” she said simply. “Inside me.”
The directness of her answer, the honesty in her eyes, cracked my composure. Fuck. I felt moisture in my goddamn eyes. This woman—our Omega, our miracle—had somehow found a way past defenses I hadn't even realized I'd built.
I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my cock sliding through her abundant wetness. The second I touched it, my body wanted to release. The anticipation had built so much. My cock was agonizingly hard. It took Herculean effort to not climax.
Establishing a slow rhythm, I barely entered her before withdrawing again. My hips moved in a lazy sway designed to build anticipation rather than satisfy. I wanted her to beg. Iwanted her to want me so badly that frustration made her want to scream.
Almost in. Out again. Almost in. A little further. Make her think I’m about to claim her fully. Pull out.
At some point, I realized I was torturing myself as much as Lucy.
Lucy's breath hitched, her hands coming up to grip my shoulders. "Fallon," she breathed, a note of pleading in her voice.
"Patience," I murmured, bending to press a kiss to the hollow of her throat where her pulse fluttered like a trapped bird. “Savor it, Luce.”
I continued the tantalizing pattern, each thrust penetrating slightly deeper than the last but never giving her the fullness she craved. I explored her body—the hollow behind her ear that made her shiver when kissed, the inside of her elbow that drew a gasp when lightly scratched, the spot just beneath her ribs that made her arch when caressed.
All the secrets of her body.
All the things I wanted to spend a lifetime enjoying.
My brothers fell to the background of my mind. It was easy to forget they existed when Lucy was in front of me. She was all my eyes could see.
Even when Xander shifted, lifting to capture Lucy’s lower lip between his teeth and tug gently, before pressing down into a passionate, breath-stealing kiss. He swallowed her increasingly desperate sounds as my cock plunged into her silken womanhood.
When I saw Nitro’s hand move to slip between our bodies, I beat him to the target. I found her clit first, two fingers pressed between her oh-so-wet lips, finding that swollen bead, and working it as I began to move my hips faster.
“Oh… oh, God!” Lucy exclaimed, her legs pushing upward as if she’d buck me off, not that she could. I kept rubbing, kept thrusting. Her back arched, her eyes half closed, and her breath came in quick pants.
“That’s it,” I crooned, encouraging her.
Fuck, I loved the way she looked right now.
Hair wild.
Sweat beading on her forehead.
That stunning flush spreading lower down her neck and chest again.
Faster. Harder. Always circling that warm mound that soon made her scream for me a second time.
I couldn’t contain myself any longer.
I buried myself to the hilt, the sensation of her heat closing around me made my heart beat so fast that I knew it would explode out of my chest at any second. My knot began to swell, and I leaned down against her, supporting myself against my palms, keeping my full weight off her body. We were suddenly joined in a way I’d never experienced before—not in private, not in a pleasure club, not on a drunken night with some show roadie.
And then I was exploding into her, releasing seed, groaning against the endless waves of euphoria.
Through the haze, I dipped my head, facing pressing into the curve of her neck. Her Omega scent was so thick it would be choking if it wasn’t exactly what I needed at that moment.
She breathed beneath me. Slowly, heavily.
Lucy lifted her arms and wrapped them around my neck, holding me to her, making it harder and harder to hover above her.
