Page 290 of Omega for the Pack

He sighed and looked off in the distance, scrunching his eyebrows. I softly grasped his wrist, and he looked down at my hand, gripping his wrist, his nostrils flaring at my touch.

“Don’t…I don’t have much control around you,” he sputtered. “Fuck it.”

Then he kissed me.

I couldn’t believe it as his lips touched mine in greedy desire, ready to take what was his. I was too shocked to move as I allowed him to kiss me in the garden. He cradled the back of my head, adding pressure to the kiss. My eyes drifted closed as our kiss intensified and deepened. I absorbed the feeling of his muscular arms around me, his unshaven face rubbing against my face, and his unwashed musky alpha scent, causing fires of desire in my core.

When the kiss ended, I was breathless, and my face was hot.

“Oh my,” I said, opening my eyes. He stared thoughtfully at me, his green eyes still dark with desire. It scared me, but I knew he was feeling it too. He craved to be around me too. Even without words, I knew.

“I couldn’t handle the thought of never seeing you again,” he said. “I want to be around you. I want to be in your presence at all times. Do you feel the same way, Jade?”

“Yes,” I said softly. He traced my chin to my jawline with his finger. His touch ignited the fire within me. “I want to taste your lips again.”

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” he growled, lifting me high as I squealed and wrapped my legs tight around his waist.

I bouncedon the bed as he dropped me onto it.

He crawled on top of me, kissing me on the lips again as his hands explored every inch of my body. My legs were still wrapped around his waist as he kissed me thoroughly. His hands squeezed my butt through my leggings.

“Let's get these damn leggings off. Watching you strut around in them was torture,” he muttered over my lips, his hot breath sending chills down my spine. His darkened eyes were only intent on one thing. To take me. Even if I wanted to run away, his look showed me that he would hunt me to the ends of the earth for me. “I need to be inside you. Right. Now.”

My fingers were shaking too much to pull my leggings off, so he took control. His fingers dug into my waistband, pulling my leggings and underwear down over my thighs. Before removing them, he knelt between my legs, staring at my panties and the dark stain on my white leggings.

“Don’t look at that,” I said, ashamed.

“You’ve wet your panties, little omega,” he said, pulling them off as he studied them. I was naked now except for my black shirt. I quickly pulled my shirt over my head and flung it onto the floor. I wanted him completely. Knot and all. I was scared that if I disappointed him, I would never get to be his omega, and I would never see Dravin, Bruce, or Nick again.

I blushed as I watched Caleb sniff my panties.

“Why are you doing that?” I whispered.

“Alphas have a thing for scents,” he growled, closing his eyes in pleasure as he sniffed the seat of my panties to his fill. “You slicked in your panties before I even got here. Were you excited that I was coming to see you?”

“Yes,” I admitted, my face hot. Feeling like a total slut.

“I see,” he said, dropping my panties onto the ground next to the bed. He pushed me down on the bed, and now I was on my back. He spread my knees apart and gazed at my pussy. My face heated, and I suddenly wished I had shaved earlier. He liked a clean-shaven pussy, but I never thought he’d be here today. He ran a finger down my hairs and in between the wet folds of my pussy. Then he inserted his finger into my throbbing core. “Do you want my knot inside here, sweetheart?”

Twenty-Two

JADE

“Ido,” I breathed.

His finger felt good inside my heated core, but his knot would be so much better.

Removing his finger from my pussy, his eyes roaming down at the length of my body. His gaze rested on my breasts. He grasped my breasts and dipped his head between my legs. His hot breath seared my pussy, making me tremble. His body was lean and hard as he nestled between my legs, using his chin to separate my thighs further apart.

“I love looking at your wet pink slit,” he said, sticking his tongue out and resting it over my clit. He didn’t move. He just let it sit there.

“Please,” I said, trying to hump his tongue.

“I want to feel your clit pulsing on my tongue.”

I groaned.

The longer he let his tongue rest over my clit, the more engorged and swollen my clit became. He didn’t even have to do anything, and my arousal grew wilder by the second. I needed release badly. Ever since he stuck the toy in my bottom the otherday, I tried to seek release with my fingers, but it wasn’t the same as an alpha eating me out.

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