Page 37 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

My entire body felt like I was dying at the sight.

What was this feeling?

“You can, sweetheart,” I encouraged, reaching over to her before I realized what I was doing. My hand froze before I touched her. I couldn’t stand it if she flinched again. No wonder Cal was such a big dramatic mess over this omega. “Come here. Can I just— Can I hold you?”

“I can’t.”

“Can’t let me hold you?” Cal said something about this, didn’t he? Why didn’t I listen? I was so stupid and caught up in my stupid world without anyone around for the past four months and now all of us were back together.

And she was here.

I growled.

She flinched.

I shut my eyes and forced myself to take a deep breath. We’d figure out what exactly made her have that reaction later. I couldn’t stand the small hiccupping sounds that still came from in front of me. “Ella.”

Her fingers flexed as if she wanted to grab my hand before she put it down. She looked as if she was in pain, fighting herself.

Fine then. I was going to decide for her. “I’m going to hold you, omega. I’m not going to do anything but hold you for a minute until you calm down, okay? I promise.”

“That doesn’t mean anything. I promise.”

I wanted to rage again at whatever made her believe that.

I reached back out to her. Luckily, she didn’t fight as I gently ran a hand down her arm, testing before I pulled her back into my chest. “Just a little more trust, darling. Please. I’ll earn the rest. I’m sorry but I need to help you. Can you let me?”

She stiffened against me.

“Let me help you. There you go.”

Just like back at the library when she was half out of her mind, she pressed her nose against the center of my chest. She wiggled, trying to get comfortable. Finally, she settled against me, wrapping her legs around my waist like... like she wanted me to stay right there.

“There you go. What a good, smart omega.”

She hummed, shaking as her hips involuntarily lifted, pressing against me.

I held in my groan as she started to rub herself up against me. I leaned back a bit, letting her get more leverage as she rocked herself over my very hard length that felt like it was about to explode.

I grunted and she moaned right back at me, grinding herself down on me unable to stop.

She was too far gone, and honestly, if I had any less strength I would be too.

Ella pressed against me, the little sounds coming out of the back of her throat, breathy. I couldn’t get myself as I groaned out loud. “Fuck, darling. There you go. Rub yourself against me just as you need to. Use me.”

I wrapped my arms around her, careful not to crowd her, and pulled her closer as she found a steady rhythm, hitting her in the perfect spot. Wetness and what was no doubt fresh omega slick dampened the front of my dress pants, soaking me.

She whined, eyes blinking down at me as she raised her head for more leverage.

I wanted to run my hands up her back as I listened to the flimsy bed frame creak beneath us. I wanted to pinch her nipples and roll her breasts in my hands. I wanted to grab her hips and slam her hard down on my cock, but I breathed deeply, holding her scent like I was taking a drag of the best drug.

She shivered, crying out like the best song I ever heard.

“Keep going. I got you,” I encouraged. “Such a smart omega using me for what she needs.”

As if that was all she needed to hear, her hips bucked another time, her body tensing as she let out a small cry of pleasure and pain all at once.

I moaned, unable to hold my pleasure in anymore as I choked. I kept my eyes open though. I watched the look of rapture and ease on her face before she collapsed over me.

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