“I don’t think you’d listen even if I did,” Maverick huffed with a shake of his head. “I even have the feeling that I might have to swat that perfect ass of yours at some point.”
I shuddered at the thought.
“Add another finger,” I urged, wanting to hurry things up so that I could feel the stiff length that I could feel resting against my knee.
But Maverick didn’t listen to me as he curled the singular finger inside of me and swirled his thumb around my clit. “Be patient, omega.”
I’d always read about alphas calling omegas by their designation during sex in my romance novels and I had never understood why something like that would have any effect on the omega. It was just a word, after all.
I understood it now, though, as he half-purred and half-growled it at me. The word seemed to vibrate its way through my brain, triggering my inner-omega and making it claw its way to the forefront of my mind, ready to give in to the baser instincts that had been long forgotten in the modern day.
“Please, alpha,” I said, the word rolling as naturally off of my lips as if I’d been using it every day of my life.
Maverick seemed to like that because I felt his entire body shake above mine and when I looked into his eyes again I found his pupils completely blown, like he’d given in to his own instincts too.
“What do you want, omega, tell me,” he commands, a second finger already sliding its way inside of me despite his telling me to wait earlier.
Squirming underneath him, I reach for his cock and wrap my fingers around it.
“I need this, alpha,please.”
Maverick shook his head. “It’s too soon.”
It sounded more like he was trying to convince himself rather than me.
“I don’t care,” I told him with a petulant pout as I gave the stiff length one long pump. I’d never done this for any of the alphas who had worked at the heat center. In fact, I’d never been able to see any of their faces because the rooms were kept pitch dark.
But I could see Maverick’s face now and how much pleasure I was bringing to him and it just made me hungrier for more.
My fingers danced down until I could feel the ghost of his knot. This was what would fill up during sex and eventually get stuck inside of me, locking us together.
Once, when Livvy had gotten wine drunk and we were gossiping she’d told me about her alpha boyfriend and how he’d knotted her and how good it had felt even to her as a beta.
I wanted to feel that, to let the sensation make the world around me explode with pleasure.
Using my free hand, I pulled his hand out from between my legs and brought it up to his mouth. “Do you want to taste?”
Maverick’s tongue darted out and he licked the slick off of his fingers like it was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted while I watched with fascination.
“Now?” I asked once he’d cleaned himself up, my fingers tightening on his length.
Instead of answering, Maverick slid up my body until the head of his cock was notched in the place his fingers had just vacated.
“If it hurts, just punch or kick me, okay?” he said, his syrupy brown eyes on mine.
I nodded, my hands snaking up underneath his arms so I could hold onto his back as my legs fell open to give his hips some room.
“Maverick?” I asked before he could push inside.
He stopped. “Yeah?”
“If it hasn’t been said yet, I like you. A lot. Maybe more than that even though I’m too chicken to say it just yet,” I hurried to say before I lost the courage. “I just thought I should say it before you, y’know.”
Maverick smiled. He actually smiled. Then he leaned down and pressed a kiss to my dazzled face. “I hope it’s obvious that I like you too, Lennon, if my cock about to go inside of you is any indication about my affection for you.”
“I was hoping,” I told him dryly, making him laugh.
Then he was pushing inside and I realized that he wasmuchbigger than even two of his fingers.
