“Yes, Jax,” she whimpers as she reaches her hand back to grip my hip so she is able to hold me in place while shegrinds on me.
I roll Kennedy onto her back, before shuffling down the bed. My Omega welcomes me between her legs, opening them up for me to lay between.
Her scent hits me straight away, the smell of sweet musk nearly sending me feral. I can’t hold back the growl that escapes me, nor can I stop myself from diving into her folds and pushing my tongue into her entrance.
Her taste explodes on my taste buds. Her legs tighten around my head but I don’t let it deter me. Her responsiveness to my assault helps fuel the fire within me. This guttural need that I have developed inside of me that demands I give her pleasure. It gnaws on me even now as her slick coats my face, each swipe over her entrance seeming to bring her closer to the edge.
It's not long before her hands find their way to the back of my head. She pushes my face further into her, guiding me to the spot she needs more attention. I like that.
I like that she knows what she wants and she's not afraid to guide me there. I want to know what she wants, what brings her pleasure. I want to give her the experiences she’s never had before. I want to see that gorgeous smile, she has given me hints of, blossom. I want it to become so natural on her face that you would never know she has experienced the worst the world has to offer.
It's not long before her body tenses as her orgasm washes over her. I drink up every drop of her release, savoring the taste of her for as long as I can. I know, even as I slowly pull away from her to fully admire her post orgasm face, there's no way in hell I will be washing my face today.
I want to walk around with the smell of her on my skin. I want it embedded so deep into my pores that there isn’t an inch of doubt that she is mine and I am hers. Our mating marks aren’t enough.
I need my scent on her. My clothes on her beautiful body. The one that is only meant for me and my brothers. A body I plan on worshipping for the rest of my existence. Kennedy’s smile is breathtaking once she finally comes back down to earth.
“Morning.” Her cheeks redden as she attempts to hide her face in the sheets. Her naked body is on full display for me and I drink it in.
My mate is a goddess.
Not accepting her attempt to hide from me, I grip her wrists before pinning them to the bed. She looks up at me with wide eyes and I note the hitch in her scent. Even though she just came for me, she is still hungry for more.
I would give it to her but the time on the clock beckons me to bring her down stairs. Instead of a nap, we slept through dinner and to the next morning. “Morning, Angel.” I smile, “Ready to get up?”
She groans and tries to sink further into the bed. The blankets engulf her which only makes her look even more adorable.
I release her wrists as I climb up from the bed. Instead of following behind me, I turn to find the blankets wrapped around her with only her head peeking out. I can’t help but laugh as I look down at my girl. She looks way too tempting lying in my bed. I wish I could curl up beside her, snuggling all day with her in my arms but I know that we promised her answers today. Not to mention that we have school today. I bend down picking the bundle of Omega and blankets up in my arms. She squeals as she tries to fight to pull her arms from her burrito.
Ledger opens the door with a frown on his face until he sees the red hair spilling out of the blankets.
He chuckles, “Oh, is that an Omega burrito? My favorite kind.”
He takes her from my arms before spinning around. Her laughter is like music to my ears.
I watch as Ledger and Kennedy spin, eventually stopping as he brings an arm up and pulls the blankets to further reveal her face.
My stomach clenches as I watch him smile down at her. The happiness in his face is undeniable. There's awe in his face, one that I know mimics my own. Seeing them like that makes me realize that I am looking at my future. A future that looks so fucking good.
Chapter Thirteen
Amixture of emotions thrums through my body as I look down at my Omega nested in my arms. The strongest emotion is by far awe.
Awe that she is mine. That having the one that is destined to be mine in my arms after believing I would never have this, is a relief I didn't know I needed. There is also disbelief. The feeling that maybe this isn’t real. An emotion that tormented me the moment I opened my eyes this morning.
I don’t know what I would do if this all proved to be a fragment of my imagination. It hasn’t yet been a full two days and I already know that she is the person for me. If the knowledge that she is my mate wasn’t enough, the feeling I get when I look at her would be it. I know without a shadow of a doubt that even without this feeling pulsing through me that she would have caught my eye anyway. How could she not have? She is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on.
Among those feelings, I am also terrified. Terrified that I am going to lose her. That the threat of her father will take her from us in some capacity. As I look down at Kennedy, I try to remind myself that she is real and safe in my arms but it only dulls the thought. Pushing the thought from my mind, I smile down at her
“Good morning, Little Omega.”
“Good morning, Ledger.”
Her voice sends a shiver through my body and I can’t help the quiet growl that escapes my throat.
Not allowing myself to get distracted any further than I already know that she is capable of making me, I take off down the hallway, carrying her down the steps to the kitchen. She laughs as my movement makes her bounce and I can’t help smiling at the sound.
Theo is already in the kitchen as I come around the corner. He sets a plate of waffles and smiles at where Kennedy has managed to pop her head out of the burrito. I watch her nose twitch as the smell of breakfast hits her nose. I set her down on one of the breakfast bar stools. She doesn’t look up at me as I take a step away from her, instead her eyes are glued to the plate in front of her.