Was it wrong to go home with Flora? Maybe, but I couldn’t stop myself. My intention was simply to scare off the few alphas who were eyeing her, like hungry wolves stalking their prey. But that asshole actually touched her, putting a quick end to my remaining on the sidelines. I’d edged up to her, hoping to ward the rest of them off, but the moment I touched her, I was done for.
Before I knew it, I was following her into her apartment, the small studio I had been watching through the cameras Spencer had hidden. The reality was better than the grainy images I had become obsessed with.
There was no scent through the screen.
A perfume of rose and honey sweetly drenched the place. When I had buried my face in her neck in the club and managed to get a real hit of her scent, my hindbrain went insane. I didn’t want to let her go. Control out the window, I drove us to her home like a lovesick pup, desperately trying to touch her everywhere I could. My palms itched to reach out, tobrush against her skin and share a fleeting moment that could ignite the spark between us.
Although I supposed puppies just wanted to be petted. I was thinking of doing a lot more than that with Flora.
Once we reached her apartment, the air was thick with anticipation, drawing me closer to her with each passing moment. Pulling her farther into the apartment, without hesitation, my head swam with that delicious scent. My teeth ached with the need to sink into her, to claim her and keep her near me forever. To bond her… It was an insane idea, but I couldn’t stop the possessive and increasingly feral thoughts running through my brain.
Her lips found my neck, and I melted.Melted. One small, studious omega shouldn’t have had such an effect on me, but fuck, she did. I wanted to stay in her orbit forever.
“Off,” she said against my skin, tugging at the fabric of my button-down shirt.
“Impatient?” I asked, pulling back and raising an eyebrow as I smirked.
Her cheeks flushed, but she wouldn’t meet my eyes, which was just too much. “Oh, well… I… Ugh…”
Cupping her face, I pulled her gaze to mine. “I love it,” I replied simply, pleased by the way her worry eased off her face, and even more so by the flaring of her scent that caressed my skin.
After unbuttoning my shirt, I pulled it over my shoulders, shrugged it off, and tossed it onto the floor. Flora’s eyes traced my chest, and I had to admit it felt damn good to be ogled by her. When I stepped back up to her, I reached for her shoulder, smoothing down the thick strap of her dress so I could get at her creamy skin.
“You’re so beautiful…”
I shoved more of her damn dress aside, grasping her breast so that I could get a real taste of her, feel her squirm as I teased her nipple with my tongue.
“Oh God… nest. Let’s get to the nest.”
Hands-down the sexiest words out of that omega’s mouth.
She pulled on me, keeping my mouth against her skin as she walked backward to her room. I knew where we were going, having memorized the layout of the place, but I let Flora take the lead for a moment while she got us to the nest.
When it hit the back of her legs, Flora yelped slightly, and then I had her on her back on the small bed, positioning myself between her thighs. Heat flowed through my skin as her pussy rubbed against me, making my straining erection much harder.
“Chase,” she moaned, and I planted a hand next to her head as I took her cheek with the other, kissing her deeply. She was right there with me, sweeping her tongue over the seam of my lips. Our tongues danced together as I dragged my hand down her side, taking the opportunity to pinch her nipple as I did. Lower and lower until I could gather the hem of her dress in my hand and hoist it up over her hips.
With one hand, I shoved my pants down, desperate to feel more of her.
More determined than I’d ever been to feel someone wrapped around me, I yanked Flora’s panties to the side, tearing the fabric when they wouldn’t get out of my way quickly enough. She gasped, but I quickly eased any concern by sliding the head of my cock through her folds. She was so wet, slick pouring from her. Flora was so very ready for me, and that desperate need howled in my blood as precum leaked from me.
“Are you ready, honeybee?” I teased her again, sliding back and forth, but not giving either of us what we really wanted. “I want to hear you say it.”
“Yesss,” she moaned, and I gazed down at her face, adoring the way her eyes fluttered closed and her hips rocked against me almost on their own.
My knot pulsed, and then I sheathed myself deep inside Flora. Her warmth was everything, and holy shit, the way she squeezed me. My cock jerked inside her, and I immediately started up a punishing rhythm, unable to control myself.
She felt too damn good.
Flora’s fingernails dug into my shoulders as she held on to me. The tiny pricks of pain were nothing compared to how good it felt to claim her like this, how incredible it was for her scent to utterly envelop me. The urge to knot her was maddening.
“So good, honeybee, you’re taking me like such agood girl.”
Leaning back, I couldn’t help but flash a smile to the corner of the room, where I knew the camera was, thrusting back and forth as I filled Flora with every inch, right up to my knot. I had no doubt that Bear and Spencer were glued to their screens, watching what I was doing.
Well, I'd better put on a fucking show for them, then.
I rolled us over so Flora was on top, pistoning hard, and she moaned beautifully, her chest bouncing with each thrust. Her pussy was fluttering around my cock, making my head swim from how euphoric it felt. She was already falling apart for me, coating me in her slick.
