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Luckily for him it looked like I was just getting started, “Hell no I don’t want to stop there.” I pressed a kiss to his chin and moved until I was straddling his thighs, his cock jutted in between us and I put my hands on his chest.

“Are you sure, there’s no going back from here Eloise.” Gage gripped my chin between his fingers and directed my eyes to his. The hazel depths were concerned and he was starting to frown again. Yikes. I needed to get this train back on track before we were completely derailed by Gage’s chivalry.

“I’m sure… just… maybe no knot for the first time?” I hoped he didn’t mind this request, everyone said that the knot was overwhelming and I just wasn’t sure if I was ready for that just yet.

Gage’s eyes softened and he pressed a gentle kiss to my lips, “No knot.” He agreed.

“Go ahead and lift your hips for me, love, I’m going to have you ride me for your first time so you can set the pace.” I obliged, lifting up onto my knees again and hovering over his cock. “Just lower yourself slowly onto me.”

I sucked in a quick breath to prepare myself and lowered my hips, the tip of his cock notched into my entrance easily and I slowly began to lower myself, letting the weight of my body and gravity bring me down. It burned a bit, he was bigger than the toys that I used, and I was pushing myself to take him fully. A sheen of sweat broke out across my forehead and I dispelled a harsh breath as I continued.

“Slowly, love. You don’t have to go fast.” Gage encouraged, but I could hear the strain of his voice as the muscles on my pussy clenched around him. Finally I bottomed out and leaned my forehead against his chest as I panted with the effort.

We sat like that for a few minutes as the burning sensation slowly ebbed from painful to, well, downright tingly.

“Are you ready to move?” Gage used his hands to make soothing circles on my back.

I lifted my shaky hips up experimentally, pleased when there was almost no pain, and brought them back down. We moaned together.

“Help me?” I asked.

“Always.” His hands found my hips, his fingertips digging in as he lifted them and slid me all the way back down until I was so full of him that I could barely tell where he began and I ended. He began with a slow pace at first, rolling my hips up and down and I writhed against him sucking in a sharp breath everytime he fully sheathed himself inside of me. This was different from his fingers, the tip of his cock scraped my inner walls everytime he pulled my hips up and slammed them back down and a delicious friction began to warm my insides.

I looped my arms around Gage’s neck and held on for dear life and forced him to speed up the pace and tilted my hips forward so that the angle changed. The hair at the base of his cock brushed against my clit and I moaned into his neck and came around his cock, my whole body tightening and shuddering as fireworks exploded behind my eyes.

Gage grunted as I convulsed around his cock, gripping him tightly. His left hand left my hip and snaked in between us to grip the growing ring of flesh at the base of his cock, through my orgasm I blearily realized that he was heeding my wishes for no knot. After a few more strokes I felt him stiffen underneath me and lift me off of his cock as jets of cum covered my breasts and legs.

“Sorry,” Gage said huskily as he used one of the many blankets in the room to wipe my breasts and legs and in between my legs. The sensation of the fuzzy blanket was almost enough to send me into another orgasm, but I was too tired to follow the sensation. Instead I melted against him and he pulled us down flat into the blankets.

“For what?” I asked sleepily and nuzzled into the crook of his neck.

“I forgot about protection.”

I waved my hand lazily back and forth, “It’s fine, the doctors have me on birth control to help manage my heats.” I was so sleepy.

“Hmph.” Was all Gage said and after a moment a familiar thrum began to rumble through his body. He was purring for me!

“Mmm I like that.” I tucked my nose against his throat and felt the vibrations against my face.

“Go to sleep, love.” The purring ramped up and soon I had no choice but to fall asleep.

21

“What do we know?” I asked Ric as I stepped into the office as the sun began to rise over the bay. My night had been spent with a shaking omega between myself and my beta. I’d only left her when Gage had appeared in the attic nest that they’d built without me even realizing it.

Things were very quickly beginning to go out of my control and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. I kept finding myself doing things that I had always told myself that I would never do. First and foremost had been the purr that had naturally come from my body when Eloise was having a panic attack. The way Eloise had melted against me when the rumbling came from my throat had made me both incredibly happy and incredibly nervous almost simultaneously. It was only Owen’s presence that had kept me from running for the hills, he’d stroked my arm until all three of us fell asleep.

‘An omega only causes weakness.’My grandfather’s voice seemed to float around me like a phantom lashing. That was what he would repeat to me over and over when I mentioned my mother or how she died. He fully blamed her death and her taking her own life for my fathers’ early deaths. My grandfather died when I was eighteen and I always wondered if it had to do with the stress of having to raise me on top of all of his other duties. Logically I knew that he was eighty years old and had spent the better part of his life entrenched in criminal activities. But everything still seemed to stem back to my mother’s suicide and therefore an omega’s actions had affected my life for thirty years.

“Did you hear me, Leon?” Ric’s voice cut through my dark thoughts and I looked up at him with a blink. He was still dressed in the sweatpants and t-shirt he’d been wearing the night before when we had our uninvited guest. He was standing in front of my desk with a tablet tucked under his arm and a cup of coffee still steaming in his hand.

I ran a hand over my face, scratching at the stubble that I hadn’t had time to shave off this morning and shook my head, “No, sorry Ric. Can you say that again?”

With an exasperated sigh Ric repeated himself, “Gage didn’t get much out of our guest last night. He ended up passing out, ending the interrogation. Gage said at one point our guest cried out in what sounded like Russian.”

I already didn’t like where this was going.

“We had Levvy and Hendricks strip him down and found this tattooed on the side of his chest, tucked just under his armpit.