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Abby grinds back into me, working my already hard cock against my lower abdomen. “That feels really good, but I’m so empty.”

When I move to lean over her, she pulls away and rolls over, landing on her back.

“Hey,” I say, taking in her red cheeks and sweaty hair. “What do you need, pretty girl?”

“You, on top of me,” she says, nodding. “Inside me. No teasing. Just fuck me.”

My eyes widen.

Direction is good.

It’s great, in fact.

I was also asleep three minutes ago, and everything is moving ridiculously fast.

The tightening in my stomach is due to the fact we didn’t get to talk about any of this beforehand. She knows what she wants now, and she’s forming complete sentences, but what happens if she’s pissed once the fog clears?

“Oh shit,” Abby hisses, pulling her knees up.

An incoherent whine slips from her lips as her pheromones burst in the air.

I finally pull my hand from her pussy and get my shit together. There’s always the possibility that she could feel like we rushed things, but she could also resent me for hesitating.

Every second I battle with myself, she’s left to suffer.

She agreed to let us court her while she was completely clear. The goal of courting is bonding and building a life together.

I lean over her and plant my hand beside her head before sealing my mouth to hers. My other arm moves between us, pushing her legs to the mattress.

It makes it easy to crawl over her, and I settle between her thighs. She’s still in Lawson’s shirt, but it’s ridden up around her hips.

Our tongues tangle together as I work her swollen nub with my thumb and bury two fingers inside her. Her inner walls ripple in a way that I’ve never experienced, but I’ve also never hooked up with an omega before.

It’s fucking wild.

Abby’s warm fingers trail down my stomach and into the waistband of my sweats. Her fist wraps around my length, and it feels amazing, but it’s also a shocking reminder of how feverish she is.

She jerks me as much as she can within the confines of the material and groans against my lips.

I fully break the kiss, pulling back and nuzzling my nose to hers. “You think you can take my cock? We’ve missed a whole lot of steps. I don’t want to shove it inside you, only to realize we needed that prep.”

“Are all alphas this dramatic?” She squeezes the hell out of my shaft as her body tenses.

“More cramps?”

“Yes, dammit.” She groans. “I think smelling your pheromones is making it worse, not better.”

That’s like a kick to the teeth, but I think I understand what she means.

Holding myself up with the hand next to her head, I pull my fingers from her pussy and yank my sweats down. Once they’re off, I lower on top of her once more.

I wish I had gotten her out of Lawson’s T-shirt, but we’ll just have to work around it.

“I like you so fucking much.” I trace my fingers up her thigh and over to swirl around her clit. “You know that, right?”

She moans, thrashing under me.

I pull her hand off my cock and take over, jerking my crown against her clit.