Page 97 of Curvy Dirty Omega

When I placed my body over hers, she wrapped her arms around me and it was like we’d done this a thousand times before. I slid into her easily thanks to all her slick, and she took me deep inside, her legs wrapping around my waist to push me even deeper.

“Fuck, baby.” I wrapped an arm around her waist and squeezed, holding her close enough I could bury my face in that sweet spot on her neck that made me want to eat her alive. The smaller knot was already swelling inside her, dragging along her walls when I pulled out, rubbing against her when I pushed all the way back in to create that mind-blowing friction we both needed.

Lucy gasped when I pulled her up with me, changing the angle so I could get a better hold on her. “You feel so good,” she told me, sounding half-mad with lust. “So fucking good.”

It was a shame I couldn’t tell her exactly who was fucking her right now – that I loved her…that I wanted to make her mine in a way that would ensure she never fucking left me again.

My teeth ached more than my dick as I tried not to imagine who else she might have fucked like this, who else had tried to take care of this need only I could satisfy.

Every drop of pheromones I possessed oozed out of me as I fucked her, drenching her in them until there was nothing left of anyone else and never would be.

I just kept falling for her. Over and over again. “But look at you. How could I not?”

Angling her chin exposed her throat as I slid in and out, dragging the first knot against her G-spot over and over. I wanted to sink my teeth into her, taste her blood on my tongue, bury myself in her body until we were the same person and she could feel everything I could feel.

“I know you want it.” My mark. My knot. Everything. I would give her everything.

Right as I leaned down to carve myself into her body permanently, I felt a familiar hand reach around and grab the lower half of my face, taking the bite that should have been hers.

I glanced over my shoulder and wondered if he had a death wish.

That idiot glared down at me with those psychotic blue eyes but didn’t let go.

Cas glared at me and I almost grinned.

Looked like we were finally going to find out just how strong he was.

CHAPTER 34

Cassius

I was the stupidest idiot on the fucking planet, but what else was I supposed to do? Liam was about to bite Lucy and force a bond with her while she was out of her mind. Neither of them really wanted this, no matter how they felt right now.

But the way Liam looked at me…

Today might just be the day I died.

If I couldn’t figure out how to fix this shit, he was going to fucking kill me.

I’d known this was a bad idea, but I’d still gone and gotten the meds from the doc and then rushed back here like I knew what the fuck I was doing when in all honesty I had no idea what I was supposed to be doing.

“You called me here, remember?” It took everything I had not to look at Lucy who was writhing under Liam and looking very fucking seductive.

The intensity of her pheromones had felt like walking into a brick wall when I’d first stepped foot in the house, and Liam’s were just as bad, but they were so intertwined it felt like one. His oranges mixed perfectly with her black currant and the vanilla was intense, but there was an edge to both of them that harmonized perfectly until I felt it slice into my skin, making my cock as hard as a rock.

If I hadn’t taken suppressants before speeding across the city like a maniac, I’d probably be just as far gone as Liam.

Bastard didn’t look even remotely sane, and was that blood all over the both of them? Jesus, what the fuck had I missed? All I knew was what the doc had told me, and that wasn’t very much at all. He’d insisted I leave before he could explain anything, sounding absolutely panicked.

Now I know why.

“Don’t make me sedate you,” I warned, feeling the weight of the syringe in my other hand.

Those red eyes flashed at me, furious that I’d dare interfere, but for whatever reason, Liam wasn’t trying to kill me just yet.

Small miracles.

“Liam,” Lucy whimpered, her nails digging into his shoulders as she tried to bring him closer.

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