“Of course you are. You’re my good little mate, my perfect omega. Now, lie back for me.”
I helped her lay down on the island, pulling so her ass was right at the edge. I placed kisses down her stomach, causing her to tense up. She tried to cover her stomach, but I gently moved them aside. I continued kissing her soft skin, murmuring praise, and running my hands all over her soft curves. When she finally relaxed, I moved further down. I gripped her calves and kissed up her thigh, teasing her by getting close to her sweet pussy but not touching her there. I wanted her so overcome with need that she couldn’t think of anything else.
“Ben, please,” she whimpered.
“What, precious? What do you need?”
“Touch me,” she whined needily.
“I am touching you,” I said as I nipped her inner thighs. I was trying to draw this out, but the sweet scent of her overwhelmed me. She had the prettiest fucking pussy I had ever seen. I blew softly on her pink folds, causing her to jerk her hips.
“Please touch me there.”
“Where, beautiful? Use your words.”
She growled at me in frustration. “Touch me down there.”
I chuckled, amazed at how she could still be so shy when my face was an inch away from her. “You want me to touch your plump little pussy? To lick your slick off your sexy cunt?”
“Yes, please.”
“Look at my good girl using her manners. So adorable.”
Without warning, I buried my head between her legs, breathing in her scent and licking along her slit. I threw her legs over my shoulder, holding her thigh in a bruising grip as my other hand parted her folds. Her soft whimpers fueled my own enjoyment. I had never felt this overwhelmed with desire. Her taste was exquisite as I circled her clit with my tongue. I plunged a finger into her tight channel, groaning as I imagined my cock sliding into her. I added another finger, stretching her and getting her ready for me. Her breathing grew heavier, and she clenched on my fingers.
“What a perfect omega, so beautiful. Are you going to come on my tongue?”
I curled my fingers to hit the pleasure spot omegas had inside of them and sucked on her clit. She came with a scream and whimpered as I continued to lick her, devouring her slick.
“You’re going to come again for me, beautiful,” I said, adding a third finger and continuing to pump into her.
“I can’t, I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. Just relax and breathe into it.”
I banded my arm across her hips, keeping her in place as I built up her orgasm again. When she came a second time, her scream was louder than the first.
I pulled back and took her in. She lay on the island, looking relaxed and sated, her cheeks rosy. She met my eyes as I brought my fingers up to my mouth and sucked her sweet juices off them.
ChapterForty-Four
Josie
“Fucking delicious,” Ben said with a grin, pulling his fingers out of his mouth.
I lay on the counter in a daze, still trembling with the aftermath of my two orgasms. At least it had distracted me from the shame I had felt at Ben catching me bingeing. I remembered the one and only time my mother caught me eating late at night in the kitchen. She berated me so loudly that half the house had woken up, causing a furious Jericho to storm down the stairs to investigate what was happening. She had called me a fat pig and told me no one would ever love me if I continued eating. The next day, I came down for breakfast and found a lock on the fridge.
“Hey, precious, you here with me?” Ben asked, pulling me into a sitting position. I realized I had zoned out, lost to my memories.
“You really aren’t mad at me?” I asked, hating how small and unsure my voice sounded.
Ben took a slow breath and looked me in the eye. “Never,” he said, and his voice was so sure, so genuine, that a shard of shame I’d been carrying around all this time fell away.
“Thank you,” I whispered, wrapping my arms and legs around him. Our chests rose and fell together as our breaths synched, the rest of the world falling away as my alpha held me.
After a few long moments, Ben moved in my grasp, and I realized he was trying to shift his hard-on. A shiver of pleasure washed through me and my core clenched, as if knowing it needed to be filled.
It was stupid to feel nervous about initiating sex with Ben when he had just eaten me out and given me two orgasms on the kitchen island, but old insecurities still welled up. I pressed my face to his neck.
