“I know,” I said, trying to keep my voice even despite the sheer amount of pheromones leaking off of Lennon and filling the small confined bathroom.
If I wasn’t careful, I was going to lose my mind completely, my inner alpha clamoring to the surface, ready to take what it already perceived as his.
Lennon’s dress would make what I needed to do difficult, so I reached around and pulled down the zipper, my fingertips brushing along her spine and making her arch against me until I reached the end.
“Can you stand up and step out of the dress for me? I don’t want to wrinkle it.”
She nodded before getting up on wobbly feet, one hand on my shoulder as she stepped out of the dress and stood in front of me in the lacy nude bra and panties that were sending my mind into what could only be described as horndog overdrive.
Lennon’s head lolled to the side as she stared at me, her pale blonde curls tumbling down over her shoulder. “Do you like me, Zeke?”
“You know I do, Lennon,” I replied, my voice raspier than I’d ever heard it before.
“Show me then,” she demanded, her voice tinged with a whine. “Make me feel better.”
She wasn’t completely in her right mind, her heat pushing all coherent thought aside in favor of the pursuit of stimulation and the need to bond and breed.
This wasn’t the place to do that.
Logically, I knew that, but her scent was making my head spin and my cock stiffen uncomfortably in my pants with the need to press so deeply inside of her that my knot notched in that special place that was unique to omegas, the one I had never felt before.
“I’ll make you feel better,” I purred, the noise sounding a bit awkward as I tried to find my rhythm. “But the main show will have to wait until later, honey, okay?”
Lennon made a noise low in her throat, something like a delicate growl, but nodded anyway. “Fine, just please make this burning stop.”
Then, as if to punctuate her words, she grabbed my hand and drew it in between her legs where slick ran freely.
“Sit up on the counter for me,” I directed, my fingers slipping the gusset of her panties aside as her ass met the cold marble and she hissed.
This wasn’t how I wanted to make love to Lennon for the first time. I’d been imagining a candlelight dinner and a romantic nest-like hammock on a beach, but beggars couldn’t be choosers when it was finally time to get my girl.
Lennon’s hands slid up the lapels of my jacket, pulling me in close so our mouths could collide in a vicious, hungry mashing of lips and teeth.
My fingers slipped inside of her dripping cunt easily, her heat-slick guiding the way.
“More,” she demanded, her words smothered by my mouth. “Give me more, Zeke.”
I obliged, my thumb brushing past her impossibly swollen clit, gratified when her hips bucked against my hand.
The need to work fast, to soothe this wave of her heat so we could get her away from prying eyes warred with the desire to dominate and make her mine. My inner alpha was pressing down on all of the rationality I still possessed like it was a thread being pulled too tight and it was about to snap.
Think of all of the people out there,Zeke, I told myself silently as I spurred Lennon toward her first climax of her heat.Think of her mom and her grandparents.
Think of how badly all of this can go if you give in and fuck her in this bathroom.
That was enough to check the ardor that my inner alpha was doing its very best to stoke.
Pulling my face away from Lennon’s, I pressed her mouth to my shoulder.
“Come for me Lennon,” I growled softly into her ear, feeling her slick insides quiver around my fingers. “Come, but be quiet so no one can hear you.”
It took a few more well placed strokes before she shattered. The cloth of my jacket took the brunt of her muffled moan as she held onto me for dear life until the shakes finally started to die down.
“Thank you,” she mumbled, her head turning to the side so she could lay it on my chest as she continued to shiver.
Brushing her hair away from her sweaty back, I just placed a soft kiss on her temple. “Anytime, now let’s get you dressed again so we can get you out of here. What do you say?”
I felt her smile. “Sounds like the best thing I’ve heard all day.”
