“We’ll see if there’s anything decent being served downstairs, and if not, we’ll walk around town until we find someplace that sounds good.”
“Perfect.” Knight tangles our hands together, a grin on his face.
Damn, I love my omega so much. He never cares if we’re supposed to be some big bad scary bikers. He loves claiming us as his, even if it’s just by holding our hands, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Luna
Ijerk awake with a moan.
What the fuck?
I throw the covers back to reveal a grinning Prescott between my legs. “Good morning, Luna.”
“Good—” I break off as another moan leaves me as he sucks my clit between his lips. “Holy shit.”
I guess he decided to take my comment about waking me up with his tongue to heart last night before we fell asleep, and I amnotcomplaining about it one bit.
His fingers slide into my slick pussy, fucking me on them as he hums and pleasure courses through me.
“I’m so close,” I whine, my hand twining into his hair as I grind against his face.
I’m so close, in fact, that he must’ve been at this for a hot minute before I woke up.
Reaching up, I tweak my nipple with my free hand and gasp. “So fucking good, Pres. So good.”
I move to my other nipple as my back arches off the bed and my orgasm hits. I scream his name as I convulse, losing control of my limbs before collapsing back on the pillows.
He presses a kiss to my sensitive clit before moving up my body to kiss me. When he attempts to pull away, I deepen the kiss and slip my hand down his body to squeeze him through his boxer briefs.
He breaks our kiss on a curse. “Damn, baby.”
“Off,” I demand, already tugging at the offending material.
“We don’t have to?—”
“Get naked and fuck me. Now.”
He chuckles, but sits up so he can push them off his hips. I lick my lips as his cock bobs in the air. I want to wrap my lips around him and suck him, but I feel like I'm going to die if I don’t have his cock buried inside of me.
A little dramatic? Absolutely, but I blame the omega inside me. She’s a horny little bitch.
Once he’s naked, he lowers himself over me, our bodies pressed together as he kisses me. “Just so you know, this isn’t what I was after when I decided to wake you up with my tongue.”
“I don’t care what you were after. Fuck me, Pres, please.”
“You never have to beg me, Luna.” He guides his cock to my entrance, running along my slick-covered slit before sliding home in one stroke.
I cry out as he fills me. I’ve never considered myself a size queen, but there’s just something about a big, fat cock splitting me wide open.
Prescott might not have a knot, but he’s damn good at fucking me. Whether that’s because we’ve been sleeping together for so long or if he’s just that good, I don’t know.
Honestly, this is the first time we’ve slept together when I’m not being influenced by my heat.
My eyes meet his as he slides out and back into me, and I wrap my legs around his hips. His movements are slow and deep as he takes me, his eyes never leaving mine.
It’s intimate and a little overwhelming, but I can’t seem to make myself look away from him.
