My breath catches in my throat, his words inspiring a fresh wave of slick to dampen my thighs. I squirm, feeling needier than seconds before as a plea leaves my lips. “Touch me, alpha.”
He rumbles, deep in his chest, his irises seeming to morph into a black that rivals his pupils as he moves forward oncemore. “Happily, omega.Veryhappily.” His lips close around my nipple, his tongue teasing the tip as his palms find my hips.
A cry of relief escapes me in an instant, my body so pent up with desire that I no longer know how to stand. But he presses me back against the wall, his hands holding me with ease as his mouth explores my breast. Licking. Nibbling. Sucking.
Not an inch is spared from his caress, his lips mapping every part of my chest. I’m a quivering mess by the time he’s done, my center weeping with a need only he can satisfy. I’m about to use my grip in his hair to pull him downward, but I’m unexpectedly sliding up the wall as he lifts me off the floor.
My eyes widen, a yelp leaving me.
Only for him to command, “Legs on my shoulders, princess.”
I’m so startled by the demand that I… I just comply.
And suddenly I’m pinned again, my back against the marbled tile, his face between my thighs, and my legs… on his shoulders.
He doesn’t give me a moment to evaluate the precarious position. He simply leans into my flesh and licks me deep from entrance to clit.
“Oh God,” I moan, my head falling back against the wall.
“Laz,” he corrects me. “?‘Alpha’ and ‘sir’ work, too.”
I’m about to reply to that when I all but swallow my tongue in response to him sucking on my clit.
Hard.
It hurts. It feels good. It… it’s…Oh, fuck…
He rolls the tortured bud between his teeth, drawing a gasp from me, followed by a scream as he nibbles. “Mmm, claiming you right here is absolutely an option,” he says, his words making me want to issue a protest.
But then he starts licking and sucking, and I forget how to speak. How to make any noises other than moans.
Because wow.Wow.This man… this man knows… what he’s…Ohh…
His hands wander, his finger entering me without warning as he laves my clit with a skill that has my toes curling.
This is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Overwhelming. Consuming.Brutal.
He’s destroying me in the best way.
Rewriting all my expectations.
Ensuring I remember him for the rest of eternity.
God, he doesn’t even need to mark me. I’m pretty sure I’m his now. That I belong to him and his pack. To Noah. To Johan.
Why was I fighting this?I wonder, my head thrashing as Lazarus owns me with his tongue. His finger.No, fingers… There are two. Twisting. Curling.
“There,” I breathe, my legs tensing as he touches me deep inside. In a place only my toys usually reach.
But something tells me his cock will do just fine.
And his knot…Oh, fuck, his knot…
It’s going to feel so good when he’s inside me, clinging to me, holding me to him, possessing every inch of me.
“Lazarus,” I whisper, my hips writhing as he devours me.
“You going to come for me, princess?” he asks, then flattens his tongue andhums.
