Page 13 of Such a Good Omega

I was rewarded with a lingering kiss which took away the sting of the spanking. Talon ran his nose up the side of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Such a good omega. So obedient and ready for me.” He grazed his hand across my groin. “I’m wondering if you liked that spanking.”

I nodded. “Will you only spank me when I’m naughty?”

“If you like it, we will explore the spanking some more. Have you eaten enough? Because I’m starving for you.”

“I’m done eating.”

Talon led me up to his bedroom where this time, the sex was slow and more fluid, if that was possible. He took his time, loving me. Whispering all kinds of words of praise and care.

“Omega, come with me,” he moaned.

“Knot me.” I squirmed as he loomed over me. His eyes were golden as his wolf was close, and a sheen of sweat made his body glisten.

His pumps slowed. “Are you sure? Knot you?”

I nodded. “Knot me and mark me as yours, Talon. Unless…”

“Gods, you have no fucking idea how much I needed you to say that.”

Our climaxes took us with a fury. The swell of his knot grew inside me at the same time his teeth pierced my skin, right on my shoulder. I cried out in pain and ecstasy and he turned, looking at me. We were still very much connected by his knot. “Mark me, omega. Rowan. Sink your teeth into me. Show me we belong together.”

My wolf rose to the surface, sharpening my canines to his, and I bit down on Talon’s shoulder. He roared and his knot pulsed inside me, spilling more cum inside my body.

He was mine. And I was his. This time, it was a whole hell of a lot more than words.

He collapsed onto me. Wrapping his arms around me, he cuddled me close.

“Rest now, Rowan. Let’s rest.”

Chapter Ten

Talon

I brought him to my house. I never did this. Not since a certain omega shattered any illusions I might have once held. But I wanted him there, under my roof where I could see him whenever I wanted. And my wolf was pointing out very practically that we were mated. Where would he live except with us?

Many shifters actually did things that way but not me. I didn’t want to drag him over my doorstep like a caveman and grunt, “My omega. You stay here all time and be pretty. And submissive.”

An alpha/omega relationship and a dom/sub had some elements in common, but there were differences as well, and it was a complication not many were willing to take on long-term. Was I? Was Rowan? He lay with his head on the pillow next to mine, in the bedroom I’d imagined I’d sleep alone in forever.

And the thought of cubs rose in my mind again as well. He’d repeated what I asked him to, said he was mine, even begged me to mate him, but that could have been the moment, right? It was intense to spend time in a club like Cuffed, and if an omega had even the least curiosity about it, then it made sense that would lead to severe horniness.

But then…he hadn’t asked me to try anything non-vanilla… I’d been completely satisfied, but it couldn’t be the same every time. I opened Cuffed with my friends because we all were in the lifestyle. Rowan was not. Would he want to be? And if he didn’t, could what was between us be enough?

His soft, even breaths were music to me. Having him curled into my side, one knee bent over my more-than-morning-wood hard cock, was torturous but also sensual in the extreme. I wanted this every morning, but not until he was ready.

“Are you awake, alpha?” His voice was rough with sleep.

“Yes, just lying here enjoying the morning.”

“I stayed all night,” he said. “Is that okay?”

“It was why I brought you. Did you sleep well?”

He pressed his lips to the side of my throat and kissed the skin there. “Too well. I could go right back to sleep and snuggle here with you all day.”

“Best idea I’ve heard in years.” I tousled his hair. “How did I get such a smart omega?”

“Just lucky I guess.”

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