As I clicked away at the camera, I could sense the sexual tension between us continue to elevate. Each pose felt like it was aimed just for me, so sensual and soft, yet with a ton of fire in her eyes. The amazing extension of her legs played so well into the poses, too, and a little bit of guilt rose up in me like I was capturing erotic photos of her…which would be hot to do later. She was laughing and spinning and teasing like she didn’t even know she was ruining me. And I’d let her—gladly.
After she finished roughly twenty different poses, I stepped away from the camera, my breathing heavy, and her scent in the room so enticing. I walked over to her and gently wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close against me.
“You are so fucking gorgeous,” I whispered as my eyes drifted to her lips.
As if reading my mind, she leaned in and kissed me. I didn’t hesitate at all, cradling her head with my hand as the passion bloomed between us. My legs seemed to move on their own, backing us up against a wall. I reached down for her hips and pulled her in tighter against my pelvis, anythingto help the growing ache I felt for her. Soft moans escaped her lips as she wrapped a leg over my hip.
The taste of her mouth was exquisite, and I craved more the longer we kissed. Her soft little whimpers and moans against my tongue sent me into overdrive as my mind imagined claiming her here.
I wanted to lift her onto the barre.I wanted to taste every inch of her.I wanted more of these moans, more of her whimpers. I needed her to say my name as she cried out in bliss. I ached so badly, and only she could cure me.
The kiss continued for a minute with our arms pulling closer and closer to each other before she quickly broke away. My mind was almost completely lost to her, that feral alpha energy circling the edge of my control, ready to take over, but I somehow pulled back and regained my focus.
“Whoa…we should stop,” she breathlessly said, tapping her hands against my chest.
With a soft chuckle, I joked as I closed my eyes. “That’s how all my shoots usually end, not bad.”
“Must be awkward when you redo Demetrius’s head shot,” she casually joked back, still slightly breathless.
“Very awkward,” I laughed. “Go get changed,” I playfully swatted at her thigh. “You’re all done here.”
She pressed one more kiss to my lips before moving to the side of the room. My heart ached as she vanished behind thecurtain. This hour with her had been wonderful, but I still wanted more.
I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror; her lipstick was smudged all over my mouth, and my hair was a mess.
I was done for. She owned me completely.
***
Demetrius
“How’d the photo shoot go?” I asked as Lukas entered my office. Glancing up at him, I smiled in surprise; his lips were covered in lipstick. “I see you thoroughly enjoyed yourself.”
“Oh crap,” Lukas turned, wiping his mouth with a tissue. “I wouldn’t say thoroughly…”
Once clean, he pulled out his laptop and loaded the saved photos from his session with Ivy.
Every single photo of her was vibrant and alive, oozing with sensual appeal. I felt as though I could smell her scent just by looking at these pictures.
“Dear god, those are amazing,” I gasped in shock. “How did you do that? Is it her?”
“No…yes…I think it’s our scent-match connection. We all seem to be heightened by her presence. She was a natural with me, but was she really this good a model before? I have no idea,” Lukas shrugged as he leaned over and clicked forward. “Here she is in our Carmen outfit.”
“Was this before or after you started making out with her?” I asked. The photos were so arousing to me. Was this too over the top? I couldn’t even decide, I was so turned on by them.
Lukas grinned. “If you need more shots, I’m free. Totally selfless offer, obviously.”
“I'm sure.” I shook my head, smiling.
Another packmate was growing closer to Ivy. This was good for the pack…even if I felt a pang of jealousy. I could push through it while she continued getting closer to each of them.But there was a hunger growing inside me.
Until now, I’d stayed focused—pack first, always. But one look at her lips in that last shot, and I knew I was slipping. I’d been keeping my desires down before now, but the craving to be with her was starting to simmer.
***
Ivy
Since discovering I was an omega, I’d had regular appointments with Dr. Laughlin while my hormones adjusted. This afternoon, I was sitting on the exam table as she checked my levels.
