I expected her to move away after I came, but she kept her mouth on my cock, laying her head on my thigh so she could keep sucking.
I stroked her hair, unsure of what to do. She looked so calm and I didn’t want to disrupt her. Her eyelids grew heavy and then closed, but she kept sucking gently.
I looked at Theo, who just yawned. “If that’s what it takes for her to sleep,” he said with a shrug.
“Like it’s a fucking hardship,” Cam snorted, curling up behind Josie and wrapping his arms around her waist.
I grinned as I laid back in the nest, the soft blankets and cushions surrounding us.
Yeah, couldn’t complain about any of it.
ChapterSixty-Nine
Theo
Isoothed my hand down Josie’s back as she lay on top of me, trying to help her sleep, but she was restless. Cam was in the shower—quite possibly having fallen asleep in there—and Ben was in the kitchen preparing snacks to ease his constant concern that our mate wasn’t eating enough. Getting her to eat was a battle. All she wanted was cock—her words, not mine—and we were on day four of her heat. I’d texted Angie earlier when it was clear that Josie’s heat showed no signs of slowing down. She’d reassured me it was to be expected after Josie’s long history of suppressant use and that as long as it didn’t last longer than a week, our omega would be fine.
If her heat lasted that long, we might actually die.
It’d be the best fucking way to go, but still. Our omega was insatiable.
I trailed my fingers down her back. A fantasy had been playing out in my mind non-stop since our conversation at Trader Joe’s, and I thought this rare moment that I had her to myself might be the right time to play it out.
I wanted to stalk her through the house, chasing her down until she had no chance of escape.
With a little huff, Josie sat up, straddling me and distracting me with the soft bounce of her breasts. I couldn’t stop myself from reaching up to grab them, tweaking her nipples with my fingers as she ground her dripping pussy along the length of my cock.
“I can’t sleep. Too wired,” she said. “Need you.”
I ran my thumbs under her eyes and down her jaw. She’d barely slept these past few days but didn’t look tired. She looked radiant.
Before she could slide my length inside of her, I gripped her hips, holding her still. She looked down at where my hands held her fast, an expression of pure outrage on her face.
“I had another idea, love,” I said, squeezing her hips.
She looked at me with suspicion. “What?” she asked, trying to get some friction against her pussy.
I opened my mouth to tell her, and then insecurity flooded me. What if she hated the idea? What if she thought it was ridiculous or upsetting?
Her eyes softened and she leaned down to kiss me.
“What is it, Theo?” she asked, her breath skating across my skin.
“We don’t have to do it,” I stalled.
“Tell me,” she said, leaning down so her breasts were pressed against my chest as she started sucking on my bond mark.
“You don’t play fair,” I groaned.
She smiled, pulling back to run her hand through my hair. “Good. Now tell me.”
“Do you want to be hunted?” I blurted out in the least seductive tone possible.
Josie’s lips parted and her scent deepened in arousal.
“Yes,” she gasped without hesitation.
I grinned. “Yeah?”
