Page 34 of His Omega Bear

I’d decided I had to take Gabe’s advice. I was trying to go with the flow, spending quality time with my mate and getting to know him. But the longer I waited, the worse it would be.

Wanting nothing more than to protect him and shield him from any more hurt. But my bear was part of me… and I wanted Jaxson to know him. He was meant for both of us, after all. So no matter how much I considered not telling him, I also knew that keeping him in the dark was not an option, because some of my nieces and nephews had shifted before their first birthday.

It wasn’t long before Jaxson’s eyes fluttered open, catching the soft glow of the light. Our eyes met, making my heart skip a beat when I saw a gentle smile gracing his lips. Then his expression changed to one of horror right before he popped up into a sitting position.

“How long did I sleep? Did I ruin our date?” The pleading look on his face made me smile.

“No,” I huffed. “You could never ruin a date. I’d wait for you until the end of time.”

That was corny, and I wanted to take it back the minute it left my lips. But it had the opposite effect on him.

The light in his eyes darkened, and the possessive look he gave me made the desire to strip my clothes off right here on the sofa hard to ignore. Chills raced up and down my hot skin, lit with anticipation.

“In that case…”

He reached for my arm and pulled me onto his lap. My mouth landed on his as my legs found purchase around his hips. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he stroked my ass with his big hands. And fucking hell, the massive bulge I’d been dreaming about was pressed against the underside of my sac, and had me wanting to frot all over him.

But I had self control, damn it.

I could wait.

Maybe.

Tearing his mouth from mine, I chased after it, not wanting the connection to end.

“Baby,” he laughed as I kissed down his neck, leaving little bites along the way. My bear was horny. “I gotta strip this shirt off you. I’m dying to feel your hot as fuck body on mine.”

I groaned, but obeyed. “You’re gonna make me cum, I swear. Stop talking about about stripping and fucking.”

Jaxson laughed at me, but the sound was delightful. He wasted no time getting me out of my shirt. I wanted his shirt off too, but I needed his cock more. I’d been waiting for a long damn time for this, and I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity to pleasure my mate.

“Fucking hell, Rhys. You’re skin is on fire. Do you have a fever?”

“Yeah, I do. For you,” I rasped before diving back in for another kiss.

We made out like teenagers on the sofa, our hands and mouths exploring each other. Jaxson had one hand down the back of my jeans and I cursed myself for not wearing something with a little easier access. But he was doing a fine job teasing me, relentlessly.

When he’d had enough, he retrieved his big hand from my ass and pulled back, looking at me with the most serious expression.

I wiped the back of my hand across my mouth, then tried to talk. “What? What’s wrong?”

“We’re gonna need to take this upstairs. Who knows who might be lurking in the bushes outside. I’m the only one who gets to see your cum face from now on.”

My mouth fell open in shock, and I swear my dick spurted a little pre-cum at his possessive as fuck tone. “Then lets go, Daddy.”

I went to climb off his lap, but was immediately pulled back against his chest.. “Oh no. I’m not letting you go. Hold on, spider monkey. I’m taking you to bed.”

Okay, so I’d never had a convulsion before, but I felt like I might have been experiencing one right then.. I could see it now, laid out in the emergency room at the hospital, trying to explain how I had a dirty talk meltdown.

“Rhys,” Jaxson called, snapping out of my hypothetical medical emergency. “If this isn’t what you want, just say the word. I’d never want to cross any lines with you without your permission.”

I threw my head back in laughter. “Oh honey. I’ve been waiting on you for so damn long. You’ll never hear me say no to you unless you stop doing what you were doing.”

Jaxson took that as a yes to the permission he was seeking and moved us quietly, like a jungle cat, up the stairs. It made me wonder if he could be a cheetah or a panther.

Hauling myself closer as he climbed the stairs, I whispered into his ear. “You’re gonna have to be quiet so we don’t wake up the baby. Think you can do that?”

Jaxson growled, the vibration doing wicked things to me. My bear was loving this feral side of him.

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