Wandering out of my nest, I search for my Alpha. Who isn’t here. I forgot he’d popped in to tell me he had to run to his mother’s house to help her with a broken pipe. My head thuds against the wall outside my bedroom.This sucks.I’m so hard it hurts, and the whine clogged in my throat is bordering on a sob.
A throat clears behind me, and a hand grazes my shoulder. I turn, cheek pressing against the cool wall, and look at Hannah. “Foster?” Her eyes search mine, lips turned down at the corners. I reach out on instinct and pull her closer, leaning against her instead. Soft skin meets my face as I bury myself against her throat. The whine I’ve been trying to smother slips out, settling between us.
“What’s wrong, Omega?” she coos, carding her hands through my hair.
“Nothing,” I grunt out, trying to clear my throat of the emotion trapped there. My neediness isn’t her problem. Not that I don’t want her help, but we aren’t there yet. Sharing filthy kisses doesn’t mean she’s ready to ride my cock.
The grip of her hand on my chin has my lips parting and my cock twitching. She commands me to look at her, refusing to let me turn away.Fuuuuuuck,that’s hot!
“Tell me.”
“I… Shep’s not here,” I whimper, squeezing my eyes shut as I try to regain control of myself. I’m not used to fighting my instincts this way, and it’s more difficult than I imagined.
Hannah’s frown deepens, and those rich brown eyes sweep over my body, seeing through every part of me. When they reach my tented sweats, she sucks in a sharp breath. I turn to the side, angling my body away from her. The last thing I want is to make her uncomfortable and ruin the progress we’ve made.
Then she touches me. A single knuckle grazes the swell of my cock, and I nearly come in my pants, burying a choked moan against her skin. She gets bolder, gripping me firmer and dragging her hand to the head of my cock. Slick streams from the tip, soaking into the material of my sweats.
“Go to the bedroom,” she whispers.
I nod and do as she asks, fighting back tears when she doesn’t follow. It’s okay. This is okay. She isn’t ready yet. I can deal with this until Shepherd gets home. My back meets the mattress, and I wish it would swallow me whole. The embarrassment of melting down in the hallway burns through my stomach and up my chest. I will never live this moment down.
Closing my eyes, I slip a hand into my pants and stroke myself. Even on the verge of tears, I’m still so turned on I can barely think straight. One stroke, two, and then the door opens. Tart cherries fill the room, mixing with my too-sour lemon scent. I freeze, barely breathing as I listen to her approach. She stops at the end of the bed, and I finally open my eyes. Pink covers her cheeks, and her tongue darts out to glide over her lips as she stares at the hand buried in my pants.
“Angel,” I whine, squeezing myself to stop the flow of slick, making a mess beneath the fabric.
“Shhh, it’s okay, Omega. I’m here.” Her eyes lock on mine, a question I can’t name burning in the brown orbs. One hand tentatively reaches out to grab my arm and pull it away from my cock. A whine slips through my teeth, but cuts off when she grips the edges of my sweats and pulls them down. My hips lift to help her, but worry pounds through my skull.
“Wh-what are you-”
“I can help. If you want…” she trails off, suddenly looking unsure.
I can’t stand the doubt etched on her face, and quickly sit up to press my lips to hers. “You don’t have to. I don’t want to push you into something you aren’t ready for.”
She smiles against my lips and darts her tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss until I’m grinding against her. “I wouldn’t be here if I were uncomfortable. However, we might need to change positions. I don’t think kneeling over you is going to work out for more than a minute or two.”
Glancing down, I note the awkward way her baby bump presses against the bottom of the bed. My head bobs as I scoot back, taking her hand in mine and leading her up onto the mattress. “What did you have in mind?” She crawls to the top and stacks the pillows before turning and settling on them. Her head is elevated, and the position won’t put too much pressure on her lower back.
When she motions for me to join her, I scramble to do so, kneeling awkwardly beside her. Her hands meet the outside of my thighs, and she urges me forward until I’m leaning against the headboard beside her. She slides her hands up over my hips, a little shaky as she edges them toward my cock. Her grip is tentative, but tightens as she strokes me slowly from base to tip.
“I’m going to use my mouth,” she warns, eyes flickering up to mine. I groan in response, hips jerking against her grip. The feel of her lips wrapping around my tip is pure bliss.So wet, so warm.She groans, tongue lapping the slick from my tip, and relaxes her jaw to take more of me.
One hand grips the headboard tight enough to turn my knuckles white. The other threads into her hair, lightly gripping the golden-blonde strands. My eyes roll back as she works me over, learning what I like as she explores me with her tongue and hand. I jolt when she drops one to tease my ass, my moan echoing through the room. “Fuck, Hannah, just like that.”
She hums, gagging when she pushes too far, and I start to slip into her throat. I pull back, checking in with her before she swallows me again. The urge to come is insistent now, and I can’t keep myself still. My hips roll in shallow thrusts, speed picking up as she puts more pressure on my hole. Euphoria builds, sparking through my nervous system like a million tiny bombs detonating.
“I-I’m gonna-” My warning is warbled, lost beneath a choked groan as she holds me in her mouth and presses a single finger inside me. Her grip on my hip tightens, keeping me pressed against her as I come. Each jerk of my cock in her mouth sends lightning strikes down my spine. “Han-Hannah!”
Soft licks slide up my cock as she lets me slip from her mouth. The dazed look on her face matches mine, and I melt against her side, knees too weak to hold me up. “That was… actually fun,” she admits, cheeks burning bright red.
I cough out a laugh and bury my face against her shoulder, lips finding the small patch of her skin there. “Thank you, Angel. I feel a lot better now. And I’m glad you had fun.” Inching my hand closer, I trace invisible patterns on her thigh, edging closer to her pussy. “Now it’s my turn to take care of you.” Her legs widen, chest heaving as I tease her.
“Mommy? I hungry!” Kaitlin calls, rapping her hand on the bedroom door.
Hannah groans, leaning her head back against the headboard. “I’ll be out in a minute, Little Bug!” She turns and brushes a kiss against my lips. “Let’s continue this later.”
Watching her crawl out of the bed has my cock twitching in my pants.Fates, that woman is amazing. The trust she has in me… I know it wasn’t earned easily.
I can’t wait to worship her with the same care she’s shown me.
