A fresh wave of sweet honey fills the air, twining with salty caramel and making me whine. My omega is fighting for control again, and the next time I come back to myself I’m on my knees on the large, round mattress that covers the bottom of my nest. Little glimpses of fabric stick out from behind pillows and under blankets and my nest is filled with cotton candy, salted caramel, and saltwater taffy. It’s like the best parts of summer carnivals back home, but I can’t help to feel like there’s something missing.
I turn around to ask about the missing piece and am greeted by the sight of a gloriously shirtless Parker. At some point while I was frantically rearranging my whole nest, he changed from his black polo and cargo pants into a pair of light grey joggers and nothing else, leaving his chest deliciously bare and so muscular I could wash my clothes on his abs.
The temperature in the room rises as my skin starts to itch. I squirm, rubbing my thighs together in an effort to create some friction on my engorged clit. Another impulsive urge to lick those abs takes over, and this time I don’t fight it. My hands hit the soft mattress and then I’m crawling towards Parker, basking in the heat of his gaze as it trails over my still-clothed form.
Part of me wishes I was crawling away from him so he could see just how much he affects me, but maybe another time.
Parker’s back is against the wall, chest heaving and hands clenched as he fights to keep from grabbing me. I feel powerful and more sexy than ever watching this confident, capable alpha hold himself back. “What are you up to, flower?” His voice is deep and sensual, quiet enough to not break the moment building between us.
“Something I’ve been wanting to do since you stretched in the library and I first caught a glimpse of these.” My voice is liquid velvet as I trace the defined ridges along his abdomen. The muscles are smooth and warm, jumping under my touch. Dipping my head, I keep my eyes on his as my tongue flicks out to lick the first one just under his pec.
I don’t know if it’s sweat or just the natural effect of his scent, but he tastes like salt and the slightest hint of thick, rich caramel. My moan echoes around the nest, followed by a muffled grunt. Parker bites down on his fist, staring down at me with a potent mix of lust and awe in his intensely blue eyes.
My tongue continues on its path downhis abdomen, tracing every inch as the alpha underneath me mumbles and curses, letting me take my time. When I reach the waistband of his sweats, he breaks. Strong hands lift me up so my thighs straddle his lap, mirroring our position from the library. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come again before I have a chance to give you what you need.”
As if my body was waiting for direction, another cramp wracks my abdomen, making me cry out. Parker presses a warm palm down exactly where the cramp hit, rubbing soothing circles. “Have you ever taken a knot before, flower?”
I shake my head, suddenly shy. “Not a real one.”
His nostrils flare, scent blooming. “Is that something you want? We don’t have to. There are other things we can do that would ease your spike.”
“No!” I yelp. “Want you. Want your knot.”
He smirks. In one swift move, he strips my sweater over my head and tosses it out of the nest, doing the same with my bralette. It takes a bit of maneuvering, but after only a few seconds he has my skirt off too. Only his sweats separate his throbbing cock from my slick core, and even that feels like too much. Calloused fingers cup my chin, drawing my gaze to his. “I need to ask while you’re lucid, Pose. Are you on birth control? I’m clean, and it’s been a very long time for me.”
A growl rips through the air and a painfully awkward moment passes before I finally realize that sound came out ofme. My omega rages in my mind at the thought of her alpha with anyone else, and he grins in response. “You’re sexy as hell when you get all possessive, flower. But it’s not necessary. You’re all I see now.”
The words appease the jealous monster inside of me, and I relax on his lap once again. “I have an implant. Got it before I came here, just in case. And I’ve never… yeah.” I trail off, embarrassment heating my cheeks once again. This conversation is painfully awkward, but I really appreciate him caring enough to initiate it even though I’m literally naked on his lap and begging him to fuck me.
He curls long fingers in my hair, dragging my mouth to his and taking it in a deep kiss. His tongue tangles with mine as his hands move from my head and fumble around below us. My knees are shifted back and then something hot and incredibly hard smacks against my lower stomach. I gasp and pull away, marveling when I see Parker’s cock for the first time.
It’s big, but I already knew that from our tryst in the library, and long with delicate veins running along either side. I trace a finger over one and bite my lip when a bead of precum leaks from the ruddy head. Park throws his head back against the wall, moaning as his hips thrust the barest amount. “I promise I’ll let you explore all you want later, little omega. But right now I need to get inside of you before I explode.”
I’ve seen enough porn to have a general idea of what to do, so I rise onto my knees and hold there, letting Parker line himself up against my entrance. A keening cry escapes when I feel the head brush my oversensitive clit. “Slow, flower. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
For once, my omega listens. I drop my hips the barest inch onto his cock, gasping at the stretch. It’s not painful, but it’s so much more intense than his fingers. Parker helps me out and lifts his hips, thrusting in and out in a steady rhythm. With each thrust he sinks a little bit deeper until he’s fully seated inside of me. “Oh my god,” I moan, dropping my forehead to rest on his shoulder.
He pulls me close, breaths heavy, and holds me against him for a beat. “I know, baby. I feel it too.”
I know exactly what he’s talking about. Joined together like this, my soul sings with contentment. Like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment. And yet still, there’s room in my soul for more. It feels like my omega knows we aren’t complete yet and is waiting patiently for everyoneelse to catch up.
“I’m going to guide your hips, but I want you to bounce for me.” He lifts my hips, tilting them, and drops me down quickly, the tip of his cock bumping against my cervix with a delicious pressure that makes me ravenous for more. “Like this.”
I follow his lead, slowly at first and then gaining speed as my confidence grows. The nest is awash with a chorus of moans, curses, and grunts as I ride this gorgeous alpha, growing desperate to feel his knot. “Alpha,” I whine.
He growls, fingers digging in to my hips so hard I have no doubt there will be bruises tomorrow. “You want my knot, omega?”
“Please!”
“Then take it.” His thrusts grow frenzied, my thighs slapping against his with each pulse of my body. I bounce on him a few more times before he grabs my hips and pulls me down over his knot. It swells, locking us together, and I cry out. Parker growls again and bites down on my shoulder hard enough to sting but not break the skin as liquid heat floods my pussy, leaking out around his knot.
I’m still warm but the haze of the spike is clearing with each labored breath. Parker’s forehead rests against the place where he bit my shoulder, warm breath coasting along my collarbones. “Well…” I drawl. “It was really nice to meet you, Parker.”
It’s silent for a moment and then he snorts, both of us breaking into delirious laughter that fills the room much like our moans did only a few minutes ago. He finally lifts his head, eyes shining with mirth and something that looks an awful lot like affection. “Best first meeting of my life.”
Waking up wrapped in someone else’s arms is disorienting in the best way. After two more rounds and one very thorough shower, Parker and I finally collapsed into my nest in the early hours of the morning. It’s a good thing I don’t have any classes today, or I’d have to show up looking like a hot mess. Between the love bites on my neck and shoulders, fingertip bruises on my hips and thighs, and Parker’s scent all over me, I lookthoroughlysexed up.
“Mmm you don’t feel like a dream.”
