Page 12 of Sizzling for His Omega

I turned, looking at Tobias’ arm. He was laying on his backwith one arm under his head and the other one, the one that had been burned at his side. “Sweetheart, how is your arm?”

He lifted the arm on the ground into the air and showed me. “All better. I should’ve shifted earlier. Didn’t even think about it for some reason.”

“I’m glad we thought of it. No residual pain?”

Shaking his head, he looked at me. “No. No pain.”

Nodding, I laid my head on his stomach, content to be here with him and listen to his heartbeat forever. “That makes me happy. I almost lost my mind when I heard you had injured yourself.”

“Want to know something?” he asked.

“I want to know everything about you.”

“Earlier, when I had to go to the healer and then home, throughout that fiasco…I wished you were there the whole time.”

I turned on my side to face him. “I would’ve come to you right away. No matter what, you can call me day or night. You can count on me, Tobias.” My jackal insisted I make that point clear. Perhaps he’d picked up something about Tobias through the bond that told him our mate would need reassurance.

“I’m here for you as well,” he whispered.

“I know you are.”

For a long time, we lay like that until he suggested we get dressed and head back. What a shame. If I had my way, the omega would never put clothes on again.

“I’m hungry,” he said as I opened the passenger door for him.

“I am too. Should we stop and pick up some sandwiches, or I could make you something.”

I rounded the truck and got in. “Leon, I wasn’t talking about sandwiches.”

“What did you want, then?”

He snickered. “Alpha, I’m not talking about food at all.” Hereached over and ran his hand up my thigh.

“Oh,” I whispered. “That hunger I am happy to take care of.”

Chapter Twelve

Tobias

We came back from running refreshed and relaxed. And, in my case, healed. I couldn’t remember a time I felt better and was just glad Leon thought of the whole idea. Why hadn’t the healer? I remembered when we were talking and he had said something about running, but I thought it was just conversation and told him I didn’t have anywhere to really do that. Maybe he had planned to recommend a shift…and I’d somehow thrown him off and made him suggest something else? Either way, I felt so good, and it didn’t hurt that my mate was at my side and the heat between us after the shift was hotter than the oven that burned me.

He drove us home at a speed just a bit over the limit because, as he said, “It takes longer to get a ticket than to go at a reasonable pace.” But his fingers tapped the steering wheel, and his tented trousers told more of the tale. It seemed to take hours instead of minutes before we pulled up in front of his house and spilled out of the truck. This time, I did not wait for him to let me out, just met him at the front of the truck, linked hands, and together, we ran for the front door and exploded into the house. We were stripping ourselves and one another as we moved through the living room and hallway on the way to the bedroom. In the doorway, he pulled me close to him and kissed me, our breathing loud in the quiet room. He backed me toward the bed then lifted me, my legs going around his hips, our rigid cocks pinned between us.

Parting my lips, I allowed his tongue admittance, shifting higher until the tip of his cock was poised at my slick opening. Everything about this moment was out of time and magic, but I needed him in me, needed him to knot me, and I wanted to wearhis mark.

He hadn’t done it last time…

When he broke our kiss for breath, I whispered, “I want all of you, alpha. Please don’t hold back tonight.”

He was panting, but his eyes bored into me. “Are you sure? Once we’re mated, there’s no going back.”

“If you are my mate, there’s no going back anyway.” I unwound my legs and let my feet fall to the floor. “It’s a matter of Fate.”

“But there’s always free will, omega. So, I ask again; do you want everything?”

I kissed him, showing with my lips and teeth and tongue that I did, but then I said, “Everything, alpha.”

Because sometimes you have to use your words.

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