Poppy and Pepper perked up their little heads when we arrived, but neither bothered leaving their spots at the window to come greet us. Apparently, we hadn’t been gone long enough for them to miss us. I moved automatically to give them each chin scratches and Madison kissed their heads before we diverted to the nest.
“Should I put on pajamas?”
Madison shook her head, already stripping on her way to the bed, the various clothing items flinging overhead into her laundry hamper, or, in the case of Leo’s shirt, straight into the nest. I quickly set aside my laptop and washed up before dashing to join her, shedding my clothing on the way.
She laughed, smiling brightly at me. “Are you excited to cuddle?”
“Perhaps.” Settling next to her among the blankets and pillows had my alpha instincts singing.
She wedged herself into my arms, purring steadily. I tried to keep my hips angled away, but she was determined to be close.
I earned myself another of her sweet giggles. “I see one part of you isn’t as ready to nap as the rest.”
“Ignore it. You need your sleep.”
Her soft lips pressed against the hollow of my throat. “What if I didn’t want to ignore it?”
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. Craving a moment like this had done absolutely nothing to help me emotionally prepare for it.
“What if I wanted you to tire me out?” She walked her fingertips over my chest and up into my hair. “You can sleep if you want to, obviously, but I’m putting the offer on the table. A girl can only be curious for so long.”
“Curious?” I choked the word out.
“You’re not curious about what it would be like with me?”
“I am, I just didn’t want to pressure you.”
“You’re kind of doing the opposite of that. If you don’t want to?—”
“No, I want to. Really fucking badly.” I captured her mouth, gratified at the moan she made and the surge of buttery raspberry that filled the air.
Madison melted into my touch. I wanted to devour every gorgeous inch of her, and maybe today would be the day she let me. I already knew what her mouth felt like on me and I wanted her to know the same about me.
Taking my time to explore her was a test of patience for both of us. She rose to every touch and whined as I worked my way down until she could wrap her thighs around my head. The world disappeared. Only her cunt rocking against my tongue, the tug of her fingers in my hair, and the plush hold of her thighs existed now.
I groaned as I lapped up her slick. How was she even sweeter than I imagined? I ate her out with no hurry so I could savor the tremble of her legs and indulge in her muffled whimpers.
The sharpness of her nails on my scalp and the unruliness of her squirming told me she was hovering on the edge. I hadn’t even gotten inside her yet. Maybe it was selfish of me to want my cock to be the first thing on my body that felt the squeeze of her coming. Madison flung her head back, her whole body shakingas I sucked on her clit. She broke apart with a sob and collapsed onto the nest, breathing hard as I slowly climbed up to remind myself what her mouth tasted like.
“Fuck me.” Her words were far more desperation than demand, and who was I to deny her such a request?
I hooked one of her knees over my elbow and planted my hands on each side of her, adoring my omega flushed and spread open. “I can’t get over how beautiful you are.”
She let out a broken laugh and tried to use her free leg to nudge me closer. “Admire later. We can talk all about how hot we think each other are after you rock my world.”
Fair enough.
I watched her face as I lined up and carefully eased into her. She squeezed her eyes shut, panting, rocking her hips to help me along. Each little whimper she made propped up my precarious belief that I could give her what she needed. I wanted to satisfy her. I wanted her to crave me the way I craved her.
Buried deep, I set a pace that allowed me to watch her. “Hands over your head, treasure.”
She obeyed, staring up at me with wide eyes as she did so. I laid one hand between them so I could tangle our fingers together and keep her right where she was.
“That’s it. You look so perfect taking me.”
Her pussy spasmed, another moan sneaking out of her. “I’m not—I’m not used to being looked at this much.”
“Maybe not used tonoticing, but the others are certainly as fixated with watching you as I am. You were able to let go with them, to close your eyes and let it all carry you away.”
