Page 44 of Instant Bond

“I-I didn’t mean it like that,” I denied quickly. “I just… Um, are you?”

“I’m not asking you to marry me. I’m asking you to move in with me. You and Ty.”

I felt my mouth drop open a little, and I could only blink dumbly. Of course that’s what he would ask me. I was stupid for not realizing it. But…

“This place isn’t meant for a six-year-old, Karter. Pretty much everything in here is worth more than my life.”

“No object on this planet is worth more than you, Cameron. And Ty isn’t the type of kid to go around breaking things. We both know that.”

“But we’re loud. And annoying. And believe me, I know he’s a great kid, but he has his moments when he doesn’t want to take a bath or go to bed or do his homework. All of that stuff is going to get on your nerves and ruin the life you’ve built for yourself here.”

“What life?” He scoffed, reaching up to brush my bangs aside and tuck them behind my ear. “Nothing mattered to me before you.”

My heart stumbled in my chest at his words and I suddenly felt like I wanted to cry. But I could only shake my head in disbelief, not sure what to say.

“Cameron, I know it’s scary when you’re used to being on your own and doing everything on your own. But if you can trust me and believe that this is what I want, I can make things so much better for you and Ty.” He shifted, pulling me into his chest so his mouth was close to my ear. “You’re killing me, making me watch you struggle and worry and suffer. Let me take care of you. Let me be the alpha you need.”

His words sank into my skin like a balm, drugging me and making my head swim. I gasped when his mouth pressed into my neck, right on my scent glands, kissing me there like he was starving and couldn’t get enough. I moaned, my head falling back automatically, giving him more access even though the sensation was borderline overstimulating.

“That’s not fair,” I breathed out. I was already hard, practically throbbing in his lap. I knew if he were to undress me now, I’d already be wet and ready for him. “To ask me something like that and then kiss me there.” But I couldn’t push him away. I didn’t want to.

“I can’t help it.” At least he sounded apologetic. “Your scent is so strong right now. It’s driving me crazy.” His tongue laved over that spot over and over until my hips were quivering.

“Karter, please. I can’t stand it.” Not only the pleasure of being licked there. The knowledge of why he was so drawn to that spot, and what he wanted to do to me, was too much to bear. My body craved it too. I guess I was as crazy as him.

He didn’t answer, instead grasping my t-shirt and pulling it over my head so he could kiss down my shoulder and chest. He teased my nipple, licking and suckling. My back arched, my instincts wanting him as close as humanly possible to my body.

“Cameron.” He growled out my name, his hot breath tickling my chest.

I squeaked out in surprise when he grasped my hips and toppled us over, my hot back hitting the cold leather couch. Already between my legs, he kissed down my stomach, dipping his tongue into my belly button before his fingers attacked the button and zipper of my jeans, pulling them off me.

I heard his raspy groan, and felt a rush of pride at his reaction. I’d taken great care in getting ready for our date, scrubbing myself down in the shower and rubbing fancy lotion all over me so my skin would be soft. And I’d worn another pair of the underwear he’d shoved into the bag of stuff he’d given me from his work.

This pair was pink and silky, and barely covered anything in the back. But because of how they were shaped and the little frills on the hem, it kind of gave the optical illusion that my ass was nicer than it really was. Which was sort of a miracle for me. Once again the intended cutesy effect was sort of ruined by my protruding cock. But like before, he definitely didn’t seem to mind.

As he gazed down at my body like it was a feast for him to devour, I remembered what he’d told me on the phone when he’d been at the hotel and shivered. Feeling as sexy and desirable as I ever had in my life, I shifted my hips, trailing my fingers down my torso to tease around the top hem of the panties.

“Do you like these?” My voice came out in a whisper.

“I love the way you look. My perfect, pretty omega.”

He slid his hands under my ass, holding me steady as he lifted us up to a standing position. Before I could ask why, he was already answering me.

“I want you in my bed this time. I haven’t been able to stop fantasizing about having you in my bed.”

He carried me to the back of the apartment, laying me gently down onto the soft comforter before undressing. I felt my mouth start to water, and my neglected dick twitched at the sight. I’d been in heat when I’d seen him before, so I could barely focus on anything. His body was big and hard, exactly what I wanted, with broad shoulders and toned muscles all the way down his chiseled stomach. When he took off his pants and boxer briefs, leaving them pooled on the floor, his thighs rippled with muscle too.

Like he’d warned me before, this time wasn’t going to be a quick mercy fuck to spare me from my misery. He touched me everywhere, stroking me with his hands and kissing and nipping my skin wherever he wanted. By the time he hooked his fingers into my underwear, I was drenched with slick and desperate to be filled.

Like before, I was flipped onto my stomach. But this time when he peeled my panties off, he fully removed them and tossed them somewhere behind us. I spread my legs a bit, knowing exactly what he wanted and trying to demonstrate that I wanted it, too.

I panted, bracing myself for the feeling of his tongue against the most intimate spot on my body, but gasped and jolted a little when I felt it instead on the sensitive and ticklish inside of my thigh.

“W-what are you doing?” I asked, shivering at the unfamiliar feeling.

“You think I would waste a single drop of this?” He answered. “Last time was bad enough,” he added, immediately returning to my skin. He licked long lines up my thighs, lapping up all the slick I’d leaked out, before moving up to my balls and finally up to my ass. By the time he was there, I was quivering and trying not to whimper.

He spread me open with his palms and finally licked at my hole like he was parched from years in the desert. It was urgent and animalistic, which made me feel amazing. It was like he needed me to live. When he pushed his tongue inside, my toes curled and my hole clenched. He teased me like that until I was moaning into the thick blanket, digging my fingers into the soft fabric.

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