It wasn’t going fast enough. I don’t know why I felt that way, especially this past week, but I had to get it done. The anxiety I was feeling about needing our house to be functional was getting so that I was here at night two days ago installing everything in the main floor bathroom. At least now we had a functional bathroom with a shower stall.
“I’m just excited.” Except it was more than that. It gnawed at me, a familiar feeling I couldn’t quite place.
We rounded the corner into the living room area where the windows had just been installed. A fire crackled in the stone fireplace and a thick blanket laid spread out on the floor near it with several cushions and a wicker basket beside it.
I gasped, twisting my head to gape at Nathaniel. “You did this? When? I was just in this room.”
He chuckled and led me to the romantic picnic he set up. “Like twenty minutes ago. I snuck in through the back when you walked to the other side of the house. You were staring out that window for a while. I had to walk in and get your attention.”
My cheeks flushed at that. Maybe I was really stressed. He held my hand and helped me sit down. “Thank you. You spoil me.”
“I’d spoil you more if you’d let me,” Nathaniel teased and knelt in front of me. He took off my shoes and then his own. “I have all your favorite foods. I even picked up cinnamon twists from the bakery on the way here.”
Yup, he more than spoiled me, and I loved him so much for taking care of me. He made sure I ate when I was caught up in work, and he moved into my tiny house, even though he often complained of how little it was, especially when he banged his head on the ceiling in the loft. Last year, I would have never guessed that Nathaniel Donner was the perfect Alpha for me.
Look at us now. He took out a wine bottle and two glasses. His muscles flexed under his button-up shirt as he pushed in the corkscrew. The fresh scent of pinewood in the fire and the cedar of the house were only background to his delicious male scent. My breaths started coming faster along with my thumping heart. Fuck, he was gorgeous as sin.
Every emotion in me suddenly swelled and exploded. A rush of hot electricity sizzled through me and my panties were suddenly drenched with slick. The fire next to us was nothing like the inferno raging between my legs.
His head jerked up, his nostrils flaring.
Then I was on him. The second our bodies touched, I lost all sense of anything other than him. My mouth mashed to his as we kissed feverishly. He dropped the bottle and it rolled on its side, unopened. His hands grabbed my ass as I ground up against him.
“Fuck me, please!” I pleaded, unable to get enough of him. Ripping open his shirt, I heard the buttons fly off and clatter over the hardwood. My hands ran all over his chest, needing flesh on flesh.
He growled and pulled off my shirt, tossing it so hard it hit the windows. “Mm, I’ll have to bring you a picnic dinner more often.”
Flipping off my bra, my nipples rubbed against his toned chest. They crinkled, so extra sensitive that I let out a cry. I clawed at him and licked up his neck to bite at his earlobe.
“Ah fuck, vixen. You drive me insane with want of you.” His rough kisses trailed down my neck to my chest where he ravaged my breasts. Biting, licking, and sucking. It was so much. My body felt on sensory overload. “I’m going to fill you up and fuck you so hard.”
I whimpered. I ground against him more frantically. That was exactly what I wanted him to do. And it wasn’t happening fast enough. Damn pants.
With a snarl, he lifted me and laid me on my back. He yanked open my jeans and tore them off along with my panties. He rumbled with pleasure. “Look at you, so wet with slick. So wet for me. You’re going into heat again, aren’t you, beautiful?”
Heat. That’s what had been going on lately. I’d been very affectionate with him lately, more so than usual. Plus all my anxiety about finishing the house, making my space, that was my nesting instinct. It kicked in a lot faster this time than last. Omegas experienced their heat differently each time, but I never really understood until Olivia told me how vastly different it had been each time for her. The Franklins now had a newborn daughter that Lloyd vowed he would lock in a tower before he let any Alpha come near her when she grew up.
Last time, my need to nest didn’t kick in until I was past the halfway point, and then it wasn’t a key factor to it. My heat about been about attracting an Alpha and getting him to claim me. This time….
Nathaniel dove between my legs, spreading my labia so he could thrust his tongue in as far as he could. My hips bucked up as I cried out. His hands gripped my hips hard to keep me in place.
“Yes, oh God! More!” I was near tears, I needed this so much.
When his mouth engulfed my clit and he pumped two fingers in me, I didn’t even last a minute. I screamed his name as I came. I swear the windows rattled with it.
I was still shuddering as he kissed up my body. “You’re so beautiful when you come. The flush of your skin, the way your boobs bounce, the ecstasy on your perfect face.”
Grabbing his head, I pulled it up to mine and kissed him deeply. The sweetness of my slick coated his lips. I could hear him undo his pants and felt his body twist as he pushed them off. “Faster. I need you now.”
He grunted as he rammed his big cock into me. His hips rolled back, pounding into me with hard and long strokes. “Fuck, vixen. So hot, so tight.”
I matched his rhythm, my whole body an inferno. I could feel every inch of him sliding in and out. His thickness stretched me in the best of ways, and each time he slammed into me right to the base, he ground against my swollen clit.
My first heat had been a slow start, but this one, it was like a category five hurricane right off the start. And it was in the right place with the right Alpha.Ourhome.
Nathaniel picked up the pace, kissing me as if he might never hold me again. Faster and so hard it would bruise. But it wasn’t enough.
“More!” I crooned. I wrapped myself around him as if I could take all of him inside of me.