Page 13 of Wrong Number, Right Valentine

My hands roamed his body greedily as we continued making out. I needed to touch every inch of his smooth skin. I slid my hands under his shirt, caressing the lean muscles of his back. He arched into my touch, pressing his body more firmly against mine, it was so much and at the same time nowhere near enough.

I knew I should slow down, that we should take this to the bedroom and breathe for a second. If we didn’t, the chances were great that we’d end up exploding in our pants, but I couldn’t break away. But I was too far gone to stop now. I needed to claim my omega, to make him mine.

“I’m going to take you right here,” I growled in his ear. “I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming my name.”

“Yes,” Banks panted, his eyes glazed with lust. “Do it, alpha. Take me.”

With a low growl, I gave in to the primal urge to possess my omega completely. If it weren’t for the sound of neighbors walking through the hall, I’d have done just that. But Banks needed to show his face in the morning. We needed to move this away from the door.

Panting heavily, we stumbled toward the bedroom, our hands and lips locked in a desperate erotic dance that was ours alone. This was really happening. Banks, the sexiest omega I’d ever laid eyes on, the one the goddess sent for me, was finally mine. If this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.

Tumbling onto the bed, we landed in a tangle of limbs, our mouths still hungrily devouring each other. Hands roamed, touches becoming bolder, more insistent. I needed to feel every inch of him, to know that he was real.

“Reg,” Banks whimpered, arching his hips upward, begging for more.The scent of his arousal filled the room, and it was all I could do not to take him right here and now.

“Patience,” I growled, trailing kisses down his neck. “I want to savor every moment of this.”

“Please, alpha,” he moaned, grasping at the sheets. “I need you inside me.”

Unable to resist any longer, I reached down and began to undo his pants. Impatiently, Banks helped, kicking them off along with his briefs, revealing his hard cock, glistening with pre-cum. Groaning, I engulfed it in my mouth. His taste was intoxicating, like honey and sunshine.

Banks moaned, his hips bucking into my mouth. “God, Reg, that feels so good.”

I worked him over, my tongue flicking over his slit, swirling around the base, until he was thrusting wildly, gripping my hair tightly. “I’m close, alpha, I’m so close!”

Reluctantly, I pulled away, leaving a trail of wet kisses down his inner thigh. “Not yet. I want to feel you around me first.” Although truth be told, I had a feeling we were both up for numerous rounds.

Unable to wait any longer, I quickly tore the rest of our clothing away. He was already so slick, it fueled my desire.

Banks’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of my hard length. “Oh my… Reg…”

“I’ve got you.” I growled, gathering some of his leaked slick onto my fingers. I teased his entrance before gently pushing one digit inside, eliciting a moan from him. “You’re so damn tight. So perfect.

His muscles clenched around my finger, and I groaned. I added another finger, then a third, stretching him just enough to prepare him for what was to come. Banks arched his back, presenting himself further, his need rolling off him in waves.

“Please,” he whimpered. “I need you inside me. Now.”

I couldn’t deny him any longer. I withdrew my fingers and positioned myself at his entrance, the head of my cock pressed against his tight ring. “Brace yourself, Banks,” I growled. “I’m about to give you what you want.”

“Gods, yes.”

Slowly, I pushed forward, inch by excruciating inch, as Banks moaned and clutched the sheets. His tight heat enveloped me, warm and slick, and it took all of my self-restraint not to bottom out right now. Together, we rocked our hips, easing more of my length inside.

“Reg… fuck,” Banks moaned.

“Take me, omega. Take all of me.”

With one final thrust, I buried myself deep inside him, our bodies joined as one.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I praised. “So hot and tight.”

“Reg... Reg... harder… more… need…”

I withdrew almost all the way before plunging back in, setting a brutal pace that had us both moaning our pleasure. We moved as one, our bodies slapping together, our scents mingling in the air.

Mate.

Ours.

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