I wriggle to get free, but his grip is firm. I can't move. I'm trapped and I love it.
“Remember your safe word?”
I squeak and nod, loose strands of my hair falling around my face. “Yes, yes! I remember.”
“Good. You’re gonna need it. Now stay there and be a good Omega, and I'll let you have my cock."
I moan, because yes, that's exactly what I want.
I’ve been craving him since the day we met. I’ve held off on touching him, fucking him, for the last few weeks. Unsure of where our fractured relationship stood, but now I’m sure, and I want him in every way possible.
His fingers are instantly on my pussy, running through my folds, circling my clit, spreading my wetness. He’s become an expert, learning exactly what makes me come apart in record time with the sort of hyper-focused obsession that should alarmme. When it comes to Blaze, my internal warning system is broken.
I push my hips back, wanting to feel the stretch of his cock, needing to be filled. Now that I’ve made up my mind about our future together, I can’t wait any longer to strengthen our bond. I want to have his voice in my head again. I need to feel that golden thread between us shine.
He chuckles, and I feel the loss of his heat as he shifts backwards.
A hot wetness splats at the top of my ass, and I yelp.
"Did... did you just spit on me?"
He doesn't reply. Instead, he runs his thumb through the glob, and massages it down, down, down.
I freeze, holding my breath as he circles my back hole, spreading his spit over the pucker.
"B — Blaise?" I ask in alarm, my voice high and tight. Viper has touched me there, but... not like this. Not with suchintention.
This feels questing, like a soldier performing a recon mission for a full-frontal assault.
“Blaise isn’t here right now, sweetheart. Still want to play?”
Oh…oh!
I’m not about to have sex with my cheeky, fun Alpha… I’ll be tangling with Blaze, the assassin.
Before I can answer, he pushes the tip of his thumb inside and I clench down on it, my body trying to expel the unexpected intruder.
“Ah!” I choke on my strangled gasp.
A swell of fear ignites in my belly. Sex with the dark avenging Blaze won’t be sweet or playful.
I spent countless hours fantasizing about my first time with each of my Pack mates. I imagined my first time with Blaise would involve the two of us giggling and goofing around like we used to, maybe after he played one of his little tricks on me. He’dget that cheeky look on his face right before he did something naughty, and I’d happily get swept up in his enthusiasm.
This is going to be something else.
He holds still, feeling my hole flutter around his thumb, his intense gaze burning into the back of my head.
It’s a test.
He’s waiting for me to throw him off, to shout at him and prove that I didn’t mean my earlier words.
Can I handle Blaze? Can I really loveallof him?
His thumb moves slightly, and a tingle of warmth creeps up my spine, making my head spin.
Yes. I want this.
He’ll respect the safe word. I know he will, and that’s what gives me courage.
