Page 11 of Such a Good Omega

“Let’s go now, then, before we end up in conversation with someone and can never get away.” I had no trouble making people look away, but going to my playroom with Rowan sounded way better than sharing him with the general population.

We barely made it into the playroom before I had him in my arms. I’d imagined we’d experiment with kink before vanilla lovemaking, but this omega knew what he wanted. And, for once, I had no objection to stripping his clothes off and getting a look at what lay beneath. This omega was perfection, lean muscle and lightly furred chest that would have to be shaved if he wanted to do fire play on his front side.

I didn’t have a large bed, but a daybed where I could nap if I chose or even spend the night if I worked late. It was not luxurious but comfortable, and as I pressed him into the mattress, he looked up at me with glowing eyes. “You going to undress anytime soon, alpha?”

“I thought you might like a head start.” I dragged him to the edge of the bed and knelt between his spread legs.

“Bad pun.”

“But good head.” I closed my mouth around him, licking and sucking and going much faster than I normally would. I loved making an omega wait for it, but this one was different. In ways I couldn’t begin to imagine. I’d never wanted to put cubs in anyone before, but as I slid two fingers to test his slick, the act took on much more meaning. I was moving way too fast and I did not believe in fated mates. Just a legend… He was so slick, slippery, and my fingers glided inside to stretch and ready him. I forced myself to slow down and enjoy the moment.

My omega was too ready, though, and I drank every luscious drop before rising, grasping his calves and driving deep into his hot, tight hole.

No spanking, no fire, no nothing but this omega and his heat, in and out, faster and faster, waiting for him to scream out my name before pouring into him. And then out before knotting could happen.

And no marking.

Chapter Nine

Rowan

I woke with a start, flinching, but not a lot since I was in a cage of warm arms.

“It’s okay. You’re safe here with me,” Talon whispered. His cinnamon breath wafted toward me, and what we’d done here, in his playroom, all came flooding back.

What a first date.

“I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I’m—” Before I could finish my apology, Talon put his finger over my mouth.

“No more sorries, sweet omega. No more.”

I sighed. “That’s going to be difficult. I’m nearly a professional at apologizing.”

He chuckled, tucking me in closer to his body. I craved his nearness. My wolf did as well.

Of course we did. Talon was our alpha. Our fated mate. I knew it but didn’t dare say the words out loud.

Plus, there had been no knotting or marking, so there was a chance he didn’t think I was his mate.

I leaned back and rolled onto my stomach. Talon ogled my form with hunger in his eyes. “What are you doing, omega? Trying to taunt me?”

“I’m going to get dressed and go home, Talon. Tonight was incredible, but I have to get some sleep for work tomorrow.” I scooted toward the edge of the bed, which was easy considering the black satin sheets were made for slipping and sliding.

Talon’s hand gripped my forearm and dragged me back until I crashed against his chest again. “I’m not ready to let you go. I…come home with me, Rowan. Spend the night at my home.”

I gasped. This was going beyond the club and the playroom and experimenting.

And I was all in for it.

“Are you sure? I thought you just wanted me here, in this room for fun.”

He growled. The reverberation shook me. “I thought so too. Convinced myself that once I had you that I might be able to let you go, but I can’t. You’ll come home with me?” He pressed and sealed my answer with a kiss even though I hadn’t spoken it yet.

His lips were demanding and I let out a soft moan. “I have to get dressed first.”

Talon smirked. “If you must.”

I decided to test something. “I don’t want the whole club seeing me naked.”

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