“No, I’d always assumed my omega would be on the younger side. The pack leader tends to be the oldest, while the omega tends to be the youngest. Does it bother you?”
“No, you are…you. I don’t really know how to explain it.” A comfortable silence lingered between us as my eyes drifted to his lips. We hadn’t kissed yet, but I wanted to—badly. I wanted Demetrius to desire me, and I could see his need for me growing day by day.
“Ivy, I’m going to kiss you. Are you ready for me?” He asked as the smolder in his eyes narrowed in on me.
“I’ve been ready for you,” I softly replied.
Our lips connected in a passionate kiss as the heat between us exploded with lust. My hands reached for the back of his head while his were gliding up my shirt and quickly finding my breasts. Soft moans escaped from my mouth as his warmhands made their way to my back, causing me to arch my pelvis against him.
“Can we move to the bedroom?” he whispered against my lips, his eyes drunk with desire.
“Yes, let’s go,” I breathlessly replied.
With little effort, he scooped me up and carried me into my room before shutting the door behind us.
Letting me down to stand, our clothes were shed quickly while our lips found each other again. My heart was pounding a thousand beats per minute as my body begged for his touch. Once completely bare, he easily picked me up and placed me on the bed, joining me with a devouring look of hunger in his eyes.
My gaze raked over his gorgeously defined body from top to bottom. His shoulders were broad, and the definition in his muscles screamed of masculinity. His styled black hair highlighted the captivating definition in his facial structure. His need for me was apparent, and my god, was he big. His length seemed to taunt me as he sat on the bed. At the base was his knot, the extra Alpha organ males had that locked them together with their omega.
Wait—that was me. What was I supposed to do with his knot? My eyes drifted back up to his face as I shot him a questioning look.
“What's wrong? Concerned about the knot?” He asked, sitting back on his legs and gently rubbing himself. “We won’t do anything with it tonight.”
Relief flooded through me as a large smile spread across my face. I nodded in agreement, beckoning him closer. He crawled on the bed towards me like an animal about to play with its favorite toy. Seeing this gorgeous, dominant man desperate for me made my body ache with need.
The anticipation between us hovered in the air, like a beating drum that demanded we keep moving towards each other. He was my pack leader, and I wanted him to take all of me. My need for him left a whimper on my lips as he framed my body with his limbs.
“I’ve been wanting you so badly, Ivy,” he whispered. His lips kissed up my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. “I want to give you everything.”
His hand glided up my leg until it found the heat between my thighs. When he gently touched me, I gasped against his shoulder.
A groan of need left him as he whispered against my neck. “So soft.”
"That feels fantastic," I softly said, earning a purr of approval from his chest.
His fingers rubbed me slowly and sensually, drawing every desire I had down between my thighs. This was everything I’d wanted from him, here in my room. His scentwas enveloping me, making me want more, to take more. I closed my eyes and lay my head back as he readjusted his upper body to take my nipple in his mouth.
Another gasp escaped me from the gentle sucking of his lips. His tongue slowly circled my nipple, eliciting tiny bolts of pleasure that shot right down to my building climax. I laced my fingers through his hair. I needed to touch him more, put my scent all over him. This man was mine and not for anyone else.
He rubbed harder, faster—stroking between my legs over and over again, collecting everything in me that had resisted being an omega and part of this pack. He gathered it up into a ball and centered it at his fingers. How could I keep denying who I was and where I was meant to be?
“Come for me, Ivy,” he whispered against my breast, and needing to obey, my body broke beneath him, shattering into a million pieces as waves of orgasmic pleasure tore through me. I was trying to stay quiet, but the intensity of my break was insane, demanding I yield to this blissful sensation with my alpha. He kissed a trail back up my neck to my lips, capturing the cries of pleasure while I ran my hands through his hair.
“My mate, are you ready for me?” he whispered against my mouth as the tension released from my body.
I was more than ready for him. My entire being wanted him to take me. I nodded yes, unable to form the words onmy tongue, which earned a silent laugh that rumbled through his chest.
After quickly readjusting, Demetrius slowly plunged deep into me, sending another wave of pleasure through my body. He was big, certainly stretching me far, but I knew I was made for him. A choked cry slipped out of me as I felt claimed and completed. I’d had a few partners before, but Demetrius made me feel innocent again, like I’d finally understood what it meant to be pleasured properly.
“This feels so right,” he gasped, pausing for a moment as he took in my warmth, sitting his body up higher off me. His gaze locked with mine. “Are you okay?”
Breathlessly, I managed to reply with a yes. I felt so full, and yet I wanted more of him. My hands drifted to his chest, enjoying the strength through his pecs as he held himself up with his arms.
He started to thrust into me, plunging deeper and deeper into my body and earning new moans of pleasure from me the farther he claimed. His knot brushed up against me, gently massaging where I was most sensitive. It felt amazing, but I wanted him to enjoy this too. I wrapped my legs around his hips, hoping to give him more leverage to enhance his enjoyment.
“Yes, I love that,” he moaned as his thrusts grew more frantic. Each stroke was a declaration, like he was etching his name into my soul, and I wanted that name therepermanently, never leaving my side again. I arched my back and pushed my breasts out for him, earning a growl of approval.
“God, what a lovely view,” he whispered right before his lips reconnected with mine.
