Page 42 of A Farmer’s Guide To Gamers

The moment I relaxed against the bed, he moved up my body, his fingers tracing over my skin as he went.

“I better be the only one you’re thinking about now, omega,” he demanded as he settled on his knees between my thighs. His hair was rumpled from my fingers, his voice huskier with how turned on he was. Even the crush I had on him years ago had nothing on the reality of how fucking sexy this man was.

“Brace yourself, omega. I plan to fuck you so good you’ll feel it tomorrow,” he promised.

“I’ll believe it when I see it,” I taunted back, knowing damn well I was going to drive this alpha insane. That only made it sweeter.

He lined himself up before slamming into me in one quick movement. There was no hint of gentleness now as he fucked me. His hands were bruising as he gripped my thighs, keeping me spread wide for him as he stared down where our bodies were connected. He didn’t slow down or savor the moment; he was far too focused on claiming me completely.

My hands rested on his shoulder, clinging to him as he took everything he wanted until I was crying out his name, just like he demanded.

My alpha had a little bit of a jealous streak, just enough to keep it spicy, and I loved that about him.

Despite how thoroughly he fucked me, Dean was not a selfish lover. I’d already come once, and he made sure I came twice more. My alpha clung to his self-control until I came that third time. Then he pressed me to the mattress, his body hovering over me, as he pressed his lips to mine.

Dean gave me one final kiss as his knot swelled into place, stretching me for him. It was the perfect hint of pain to even out the intensity of the orgasms he just gave me.

My alpha had claimed me in every way he could without a bond. His knot pressed me to my limits, keeping us locked in this moment.

Dean leaned forward and gave me one last heated kiss before guiding into something soft and languid. My chest felt warm. I’d never felt anything like this before them.

We must have passed out like that because the next thing I knew, the sun was blinding me, waking me from a dead sleep.

He stirred with me, drawing me closer and placing soft kisses against my neck.

“You should stay with me today. I’m not ready to let you go,” he husked.

As nice as that sounded, I had my own obligations to attend to today. Farm chores being the most pressing right about now.

There was a part of me that was not quite ready to fully let them infiltrate my life.

“I’ve got to get back to the farm. I’ve got a couple of errands to run today, but I’ll come by your place with dinner?”

He let out a dramatic sigh, but I could feel his lips tilt into a smile before kissing my neck again.

“Fine,” he grumbled. “But let me hold you a little longer.”

How could I say no to that?

Tillie

“Tillie! Thank goodness I found you,” a voice called out as I exited the clinic.

Given that I had found a pack I wanted to make sure I was fully stocked up on heat suppressants and birth control. Granted that could all be well and good in the future but that time was definitely not now.

I was glad that they had a last minute cancellation this morning before I called and could fit me in to make sure I had everything I needed.

Gripping my bag of supplies tightly I turned around trying to not look annoyed as I saw Jonathan walking towards me with a wide smile on his face.

Jonathan was, objectively, an attractive man. The ‘boy next door’ look with floppy, blond hair, blue eyes, and the classic ‘football player’ build.

He was nice.

Friendly even.

But seeing him after what I had texted him made me feel uneasy.

“Jonathan,” I said, shifting my weight from foot to foot nervously. “What are you doing in town?”