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“Yeah. That was just unexpected.”

I kissed his thighs and kneaded my fingers into the round globes of his ass as he leaned down again and pressed a promising kiss against the head of my dick. I hissed as the pressure drew squeezing spirals of pleasure around my shaft and fought off the urge to sink my fangs into him. Dakota wasn’t my donor or a snack pack. He was my mate.

I buried my face between his cheeks and the sweet, tangy scent of his arousal filled my head until it was impossible to think of anything else. I lapped at the slickness pooled there outside his omegahole waiting for me.

He moaned as he slid his warm, moist mouth down my shaft. I squeezed his cheeks reveling in how good everything felt as we teased each other closer and closer to the edge with our mouths. Unable to resist, I sank a finger into his warm, slick hole and he moaned over my dick. The sound vibrated up and down my shaft creating a fresh spiral of pleasure that only sent my finger deeper inside him. He rocked his hips in time with my finger, his muscles tight and determined.

I licked down to the textured skin of his scrotum and drew circles across his balls with my tongue. He moaned again and I lost myself in that sound. The rest of the world faded away as I tasted him over and over again and he worked me over with his mouth. My balls drew up tight to my body, heavy with all the pleasure Dakota worked to suck out of me.

“I’m close,” he came up for air before sinking his mouth down around the head of my dick again.

There he drew frantic rings around the top of my dick with the tip of his tongue. I thrust up into his mouth needing more from him. He held onto my balls as I sank into his mouth for a second time. The pressure was too much and I exploded inside his soft, moist mouth. Dakota drank down my pleasure as I rocked my digit inside him, panting as my brain cells scrambled to regain my train of thought. I moved quicker, thrusting my finger into him as I curled it up, touching his sweet spot. He moaned again, his fingers digging into my thighs as he scrambled for something to hold onto. He came hard, his dick trapped between our bodies. I didn’t take my finger away until every last drop of pleasure had been milked from my mate.

He collapsed against me, his head resting against my thigh as he panted for air. I caressed his thighs and hips, soothing him and hoping to draw out the lingering pleasure of his orgasm. He nuzzled my thigh, marking me as his again.

Getting up was a complicated game of untangling our limbs and trying to keep the mess off the sheets. Somehow we managed to get into the en suite bathroom and into the shower without making a total mess of the borrowed room. We scrubbed each other clean, drawing lazy circles of soapy bubbles across each other’s skin. Even after a shower, Dakota’s scent drew me in.

Chapter Eleven

Dakota

When Cardian and I crawled back into bed, I hadn’t planned on falling asleep. If it was still mid-morning for my mate I wanted to stay up with him for at least a little while longer. Only, wrapped up in his arms and surrounded by his scent, I was warm and safe, and sleep lulled me under.

I woke up with Cardian still wrapped around me and my omegahole gushing for his attention. His breathing was slow, but not slow enough to be asleep. I twisted in his arms to face him.

“Shhh…” he cooed to me. “You can go back to sleep. It’s only been a few hours.”

“No, I can’t,” I shook my head.

“Yes, you can,” he laughed.

“What have you been doing this whole time?” I yawned.

“Watching over you.”

“I think our sleep schedules are opposites,” I frowned.

“I don’t need that much sleep. They’ll line up soon enough.”

“Will you miss the night?” I asked, nuzzling into his chest, my eyelids heavy despite how slick and hard I was.

“The night isn’t going anywhere,” he whispered back.

I wiggled my hips trying to find a position that let me touch as much of him as possible without squishing my dick.

“Okay, but then you’re going back to sleep. You’re not staying up all night and then running in circles to help my brother and his mate all day,” Cardian whispered as his fingers found my dick and wrapped around it.

His fist moved slow and steady, but as hard as I was, it only took a few minutes of his attention to make me curl my toes and bite my lip, as I came into a towel that escaped the bathroom with us after our shower earlier. When I was flaccid again, he kissed the top of my head.

“Now, get some sleep, mate. You’re gonna need it.”

Cardian didn’t have to tell me twice. Sleep pulled me back under and when I woke to the morning light peeking through the blind slats, he was out cold like most vampires who lived on a night schedule would’ve been. I wiggled out from under his arm or at least I tried to. As I wiggled and squirmed, his grip around me tightened as if someone were trying to pull me away from him.

I paused for a second. My wolf wagged his tail. Even in his sleep, Cardian didn’t want to let us go. I smiled and stayed there for a little bit longer. My ears strained to hear the rest of the house. Scott and Terrick were already up. The coffee pot percolated in the kitchen, a fork moved against a plate, and the shower ran.

I hugged Cardian’s arm close to my chest and let my mind wander for a moment. What would our lives together look like? How did he take his coffee? Did he even drink it? Would he drink from me? I didn’t think I’d mind. Though, I’d been friends with enough vampires to know blood drinking usually happened the other way around omegas from their Alphas. Though, I didn’t have to drink blood at all. So, what would it hurt? The thought of his fangs grazing over the back of my neck sent a chill shimmying down my back. The chill reminded me that I had to pee.

On my second attempt, I managed to twist around and face Cardian. His face was relaxed in sleep, mouth slightly open, the tips of his fangs visible. He slept hard. I didn’t want to wake him up. I wiggled slower, trying to work my way out of his grasp. He pulled me closer in his sleep, nearly knocking my head into his chin.

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