Page 96 of Talk About… History

Fuck, I hoped he did want more tonight or I’d be in my icy shower trying to recover from this beautiful torture.

Cohen broke a few minutes later, his fingers latching onto my wrist, stopping the movement and pulling it toward his pants.

“Are you sure?”

“God, yes,” he managed to choke out. “I’m about to explode, alpha. It’s fucking painful.”

“I can help with that,” I promised, crawling out from behind him and falling to my knees. Cohen’s eyes were locked on me, watching as I unbuckled his pants and carefully helped him out of them, along with his boxers, leaving my beta naked for me.

He was gorgeous. His skin was bronzed, making his dark hair and azure eyes stand out. He was fit, but still soft in a way that I adored.

His cock was long and hard, weeping for me already.

Fuck, I had to taste him, that was all I could think before I was lunging forward and wrapping my lips around him. The saltiness of his precum and the scent of lemons and rosemary, sweet and fragrant around me nearly had me exploding in my pants like a teenager.

Cohen’s breath came out in desperate puffs, his fingers digging into my shoulder as he started to buck forward into my mouth.

I didn’t have to tell him to not hold back, he took as much as I gave, the push and pull absolutely fucking delicious.

My beta was so worked up that I could feel his muscles tighten, his grip digging into my flesh, and I knew I couldn’t let him hold back. He was an overthinker, and now wasn’t the time for that.

I sucked hard on my beta, picking up my pace and absolutely wrecking his world. When a string of curses fell from his lips I had to bite back a smile as I swallowed him down.

That was the last of his control, hot cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed him down easily, taking my time as I cleaned every drop from his gorgeous cock before pulling away.

He collapsed backward as I stood, his eyes dazed, chest heaving, and skin coated in sweat. My mate looked like sex and sin and fuck, I couldn’t wait to see him sprawled out next to Avery just like this.

I was a lucky alpha.

“Ford, I want you to fuck me and bite me,” he said, eyes focused on me now, cutting right through me.

“It’s not too fast?” I questioned. Honestly, I would have claimed him the day we met, but I needed to know this wasn’t a post-orgasm high.

“No. I want this. Want you. I want Avery and this life. Claim me, promise me I’m yours and that you aren’t going anywhere. Promise me that you see me, want me, as I am.”

“I’ve never wanted anything more,” I said as I grabbed the lube. He moved onto his back on the bed, resting his head on the pillows, and gripped his legs so I had access to his gorgeous ass.

He tensed for a second as I coated my fingers, forcing himself to breathe. I knew he needed me to speak, to keep him calm, so I did.

Giving my mate what he needed was so easy, it came naturally, and that was how we knew it was fate. I’d never felt more like an alpha than right now.

“You’re perfect, Cohen. From the moment I saw you in that shop, I knew you were mine. You are kind and caring, you take such good care of our omega, and you keep us all grounded.”

As I praised him, I pushed a finger forward, the lube helping me get past his tense muscles. I rested there, letting him adjust to the strange feeling while I kept speaking.

“The way you make Avery light up gets me every time. She’s a perfect balance for us. One day, I’ll have you both in front of me since our night went off track last time. I’ll worship you both, command you, keep you coming for me until you’re spent.”

“Fuck,” Cohen cursed, body relaxing again as his cock twitched at the picture I was painting.

“Anyone who told you that you weren’t enough was a prick. You’re enough for me, for her, for all of us. I love you, Cohen, and I intend to spend every day for the rest of my life getting to know you more, falling in love more, and keeping you close.”

He blinked away tears as the words sunk in. Whatever insecurities he had were falling away, bit by bit.

Pride and lust were burning in my chest as I watched him take a second finger, then a third, his body opening up to me even more now that he truly trusted me. He wasn’t just offering me sex, here, he was offering me every single vulnerable part of him. I silently vowed that I’d always protect it, protect him, protect both of my mates.

Finally, when I slid a fourth finger in, I knew he was ready.

“Should I hold my knot back, beta, or can you take me?”

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