“Oh shit.” I moaned as he got to work, his fingers and tongue working me and sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I was leaning more on him now than against the wall, my hands on his bare back.
“Your underwear are in the way.” He growled and a moment later my white lace panties were on the floor shredded and I couldn’t find it in myself to care. I shakily reached up and unhooked my bra, tossing it on the floor to join the remains of my underwear and began to pluck at my nipples.
“Beautiful.” He growled against my pussy, the vibrations nearly made me come right then and there. At this point my slick was weeping down my thighs as he continued to piston his fingers in and out of me, his tongue dancing over my clit until he closed his lips over the sensitive nub and sucked. My legs buckled as I came, hanging onto the nearby dresser for dear life as my body shook with the orgasm. Dominic pressed a surprisingly chaste kiss to my mouth and I could taste myself on his lips.
“Now it's time for the real fun to begin.” His grin was downright wolfish at this point as he stood us both back up straight and hooked my leg around his waist and his cock nudged at my entrance. He didn’t wait for me to catch my breath from my orgasm, pushing himself inside of my sensitive pussy in one long stroke.
My fingers dug into his shoulder as we moaned together, “You’re so tight and warm.” He put his head in the crook of my neck and inhaled deeply as his hips withdrew from mine before snapping roughly forwards. He set a backbreaking pace and eventually lifted me off of my feet, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist as he pumped into me. My arms were slung over his shoulders and I couldn’t help but leave long scratches down his back when he changed the angle of his thrusts.
I was so close that when one of his hands ventured down from my waist to the crack of my ass I barely noticed.
“Has anyone played here yet?” His voice was a bit strained from the effort of his movements. I didn’t have the words to respond to him so I just shook my head.
“Well that’s such a shame, let’s change that.” And with that he slipped his pointer finger inside of my ass, rubbing the sensitive skin there just enough that I came instantly from the sensation with a shout which he soon mimicked as my pussy clenched around him, milking his cock. A pleasantly warm sensation filled me as he pressed me into the wall, panting and muttering in french.
After another minute he moved both of us on wobbly legs to the alcove where my nest was and we climbed in and under the blankets. We lay staring at each other for a while, Dominic ran his hands through my sweaty tresses.
“Why didn’t you knot me?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“Because you didn’t ask me for it,mon coeur,I won’t knot you until you expressly ask for it.” He leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead.
I yawned, exhaustion quickly beginning to overtake me, “What doesmon coeurmean?” I questioned, but was already falling asleep by the time he said: “My heart.”
Sunlight streamed in through the crack in the curtains to my nest, telling me that it was finally morning. Dominic had woken me up twice in the night with his insistent kisses and I’d been only too willing to comply. I thought I’d be completely tired and sore from all of last night’s activity but other than a little bit of tenderness between my legs I felt energized. I guess being an omega had some perks after all.
Dominic was still lightly snoring next to me and I flipped onto my stomach and pressed a kiss to his chest, “Good morning.” I said quietly as his eyes cracked open.
“Mmm,bonjour.” He grumbled and rolled back over. What a surprise, Dominic Dubois wasn’t a morning person, I guess I should have known since he spent most of the first month that I’d been with the pack out at night, but it was a surprisingly adorable trait on the suave frenchman. I filed that information away in my pack memory bank and pressed another kiss to his back.
“I’m going to hop into the shower. I think I hear people moving around downstairs.” I said and left him in the nest, making sure to close the curtain tightly behind me. A quick glance at the clock on my dresser told me it was just after eight in the morning.
The shower felt divine and I took extra time to wash my hair and moisturize afterwards before dressing in one of the sundresses that Ric and Owen had bought for me—although let’s be honest and say that Madeline had probably chosen 90% of what was in my closet—it was a cheerful pastel yellow color and was tied in a satin yellow ribbon behind my back.
I padded down the hallway to the stairs and passed by the front door, following the sound of voices to the kitchen. But upon seeing who was in the kitchen I immediately regretted getting out of bed.
“What the hell?” My voice cracked like lightning through the conversation that was taking place in the kitchen and five faces whirled to look at me. “What are you doing here?”
Link was sitting on one of the stools that was pulled up to the kitchen island dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. He looked good and I hated him for it.
“Eloise! We weren’t sure when you’d wake up this morning.” Owen came to stand next to me, a placating smile on his face.
Ric and Gage were there too and despite the fact that I was still furious at them, I’d still missed the hell out of them. Well until Ric spoke that is.
“Eloise we figured we should get everything out in the open and I really think you should listen to Link’s side of things—”
I cut him off by holding up my hand, “Uh-uh that’s not how it works. I talk to him when I’m ready. I waited over ten years for him, I think it’s fair to make him wait more than three days.”
With that I skirted around them and left out of the french doors and into the backyard.
33
“Well… that went about as well as I expected.” Leon said from his place at the stove where he was cooking what I was sure was once a pan of bacon. All that remained of it were several blackened strips. “I told you we should have spoken with her before you brought him here.”
“Yes, but you and Owen were hedging around it, so I figured I’d just rip the band-aid off.” No matter what Eloise was going to be pissed at us for bringing Link into what I liked to think of as a sanctuary for our pack.
“I can go talk to her, tell her it was all my idea.” Link offered, he’d stayed pretty quiet while Eloise had berated us. I couldn’t help but feel bad for the guy—I shouldn’t because he was the reason that we were in this mess—but I did. So sue me. I’d spent the past forty-eight hours around the guy and he wasn’t so bad. Our omega had great taste.
With a blistering sigh I pushed off from my place leaning against the counter, “No, I’ll go talk to her first. She’s liable to throw you off of the cliff—besides I missed her so getting thrown off the cliff is totally worth it if I can see her.”
