She does this husky laugh that hits me deep in the balls. And then her eyes flutter to close as she takes my hands and runs them down her body.
“Clothes on, off?” I ask and she doesn’t answer, except to keep moving under my hand like she’s drugged. I nab her chin, pulling her attention back to me. “Come on, Raney, use your words. I need to hear you want this.”
“Off. Clothes off. Cock out. I want your hands on my body before you push your fat cock inside my pussy slowly so I can feel the way I stretch around you. And then after I’ve come enough times, I want you to knot me, and make me scream for Koz.”
She goes to shuffle around but I stop her. Despite never wanting anything in my life the way I want her, I have to tell her the truth first. I’m not worried about spilling my secrets to her. “Raney, I might not be the right person to help you through your heat.”
“Why?” Her jade-coloured eyes flare. Uncertainty chasing some of her heat haze away.
It’s not that it’s a huge secret or something that hangs over me making me feel like shit for the very conscious decision I made. It’s my body, so I can choose to do with it what I want. And I never fuckingwanted. Ever. Not because pussy wasn’t thrown at me. Playing hockey, being a Fallen, is like a magnet for sex, but I’d already found my perfect woman. My guide in life, my North point—it was and always would be Raney.
I look down at her, very nearly getting lost in her eyes. Except in them, I find my truth staring back at me. And I know I’ll always be able to trust her with any and all my secrets. “I haven’t been with anyone. Since you.”
It’s Koz who answers for her. He fucking purrs at me. “Good boy.” And fuck me dead his praise is all of a sudden rivalling hers.
“Really?” She gasps, her eyes filling with emotion. Raney spins on my bed, kneeling up as the sheets fall so they’re only covering her thighs.
“I’ll step you through it,” Koz offers, and I risk a glance to him and he’s leaning forward more.
“Puck, that is such a turn on. I’m going to blow your fucking mind with all the sex we’re about to have.”
“Have you knotted an omega?” Koz asks. It’s completely weird that the three of us are here, having an open, easy conversation about this. It’s like we’re talking about what groceries to buy instead of me being a born-again virgin.
I shake my head. “Koz, I haven’ttouchedanother person.”
She’s like a coiled spring, jumping up on my lap. Her pert tits brushing against my chest, her nipples hard begging for me to suck on them. I might not have laid a finger on any living person since Raney, but all of a sudden, I’m consumed by a raving hunger along with an innate insight in what I can and do need to do.
But her eyes jump past me and I snarl at the intrusion, keeping her behind me protectively as I go to stand up. “It’s Hayes and Talon, Raney. They brought me here, but I told them to wait.”
“They do need to wait. Close the door.” She flicks her eyes from them dismissively, her jade eyes come back to me and her irritation disappears. Completely. “Didn’t I already say clothes off, Puck?” she purrs. “It’s time for me to show you all the advantages of the changes since we last saw each other. Show me my cock.”
Koz chuckles, making Raney’s smile widen. And the look on her face gets a little fucking dirty as she keeps sucking seductively on the edge of her lip. Her eyes are huge like saucers, her teeth gnawing her lip, and her hand shakes slightly as it reaches out to help me undress. As soon as we touch again though, she explodes into action like a rocket taking off.
Her nails rake over my t-shirt like she’s a wild cat on the hunt. I help her and go to throw it over my shoulder, but she grabs the edge of my shirt and buries her face in it. Her small whimpers are like injecting Red Bull in my veins, every part of me races.
With a wicked smirk, she holds my stare as she lowers my t-shirt, spreads her legs wide and presses my t-shirt against her wet pussy. It’s a beautiful sight, made better when she closes her thighs slowly to squeeze and grind against it.
“Oh, Raney.” I groan, leaning down to kiss my way along her collarbone. It’s the route over her body I have to take so I don’t drop down to her tits. Because once my mouth wraps around her nipple, I’m going to take my sweet ass time sucking on them.
I laugh at the provocative little noises she makes as she continues to rock her hips, “You might need to hold that there to catch all your slick, Raney. I got something just for you.”
“What is it, pup?” Koz asks, intrigued.
I shrug at him too busy keeping my eyes locked on her to watch her reaction. Shuffling a bit so only Raney sees, I hook my thumb in my shorts and my training briefs before doing a slow drop. Using one hand I cover my cock, her eyebrows tip in question, and slowly I show her what I meant.
Her eyes don’t move from my cock, and it does a lot for my ego, my whole-body burns. Every part of me. Without looking away from her face, I stroke myself slowly, trapping the head of my cock between the top of my fist, stretching out my erection to show her my piercings.
And yeah, it’s even more of a complete fucking turn on when she keeps swallowing as she watches me jack myself off. But I need a small release of the tension strumming through me. With my other hand, I reach over, lightning quick to catch her hand to bring it closer so she can feel and count them with me.
“First year, you were gone.” Her fingers trace over the one through my knob. It’s wet, because… yeah.
Before I can speak again, she’s off tracing her finger over the next piercing. And god, it’s like I can feel her fingerprints scarring my skin. “Exactly one year later, this one.”
She tips her head up wanting the details on the third, the balls on the end of the piercing are black instead of silver. “Third year, hurt like a bitch, Raney. I needed the reminder that we were in the same universe.”
Her chin wobbles, and the tears that pool in her eyes nearly undo me. I keep going with my explanation or instead of fucking, we’re going to be sobbing.
“Fourth, I struggled the most—in getting this done and being in the world really. I couldn’t let you go.” She leans up, not focused on my dick anymore, her lips coming in super close against mine. With one hand over the top of hers, I hold her wrapped around my length.
