He repeats the motion, and I thrust back, moaning at the feel of him filling me up.
“Damn it, Cordie.”
He drops to his knees and wraps an arm around my thigh, pulling me back onto his mouth. I stick my ass out, parting my legs as I bend over.
I bite my lower lip, dropping my hand to play with my nipples, twisting and tugging on them. He growls, and the vibration almost makes me come.
His thumb finds my clit and strokes circles, driving me insane. It’s almost painful, mostly pleasurable. I can’t catch my breath.
The cold is there in the back of my mind, but I’m burning alive now.
Sebastian is on his knees for me. Where I’ve dreamed about him for years.
His free hand slaps my ass, and that’s it. The sharp pain sends me hurtling into an orgasm. He continues licking me through it, feasting on my pleasure, drowning in my satisfaction.
He stands up, huge and powerful, my body is so slight compared to his. He slams into me, filling me in one movement, in one desperate thrust. I hold the railing harder, arching into him.
He’s wild tonight. Violent and aggressive, possessive and powerful, and I love it. He doesn’t hold me like a china doll, he treats me like the omega I am. The one capable of taking him, holding him, making him mine.
He takes his pleasure in me, and I take mine in him, but something grows between us, a deeper feeling, a connection, something that wasn’t there.
My mouth waters, and my teeth ache. I whimper and sob, fighting the urge to turn and sink my teeth into him, but it is so hard.
He holds my hips tight, his fingers biting into them as his powerful movements rock us to the motion of his pleasure. He slides his hand in front, finding my clit, stroking it. My body tenses, tightens, and then he’s forcing that knot into me.
I erupt, screaming into my hand, smothering the sound.
Everything falls apart and into pieces and gets put back together with the rightness of this moment.
One perfect moment.
“You were mine the moment I turned to find you staring at me in the bathroom.”
I smile at the memory. It was the night of The Raiders of the Lost D’arc. While Sofia was raiding Devon’s belongings, I walked into the bathroom Sebastian was showering in.
One moment that awoke my omega.
“You were the only one I could see,” I whisper.
He hugs me close, and I don’t feel the cold. My alpha has me, and that’s everything.
Chapter 26
Sebastian
Ipace the length of the lounge room. Not my lounge room, not anymore. This is my parent’s house with my parents seated, looking at their feet in this epic reversal of roles.
“How could you do that to her?” I snarl.
“I was just trying to help, she loves being useful, and-”
I snarl at my mother, and she falls silent, sullenly clenching her hands in her lap.
“Cordelia does not say no. Ever. Have you noticed that? She will run around helping you decorate until all hours and go on dates with strangers and run errands, but she never says no.”
My mother stares at me, she opens her mouth to argue, but pauses, her eyes widening as the realisation dawns.
“She is on the council, the safety committee, the Sunshine Tour Panel, the Clean Up Sunshine Crew; she helps the kids learn to swim, which we all know she’s been struggling with, but has anyone stepped up to take the role over? Not to mention her career as Lynn.”
