Page 76 of Unexpected Delivery

I want him to feel the same way about me.

He chuckles. “You’re killing me here.” Unlike Morris, Hayes doesn’t bother with just one finger. He slides down, breaching me with two, and an embarrassingly loud moan escapes. “Fuck…” His head shakes. “You’re already slick.”

“Your pheromones are everywhere. Also, I realized it’s kinda hot to watch you train.”

He growls, dives for my mouth, and works his free hand between me and the wall.

Once I’m stabilized, he holds me to him and stomps toward his office while still fingering me.

It’s pretty impressive that he doesn’t miss a beat.

My back hits the leather of the small couch, but Hayes doesn’t stop ravishing my mouth at all as he follows me down.

“Fuck my hand, dirty girl. I want you to use me.” He makes sure his palm brushes my clit as he stretches his fingers, and the sensations are almost too much.

My body shakes under him as he grinds against my thigh.

It would be so much better if he was inside of me…

Wait, this isn’t just about me.

Plucking one of my hands from his neck, I work it between us and palm his erection over his basketball shorts. His cock pulses in my grip, and my inner walls clench, desperate to feel him inside me.

“I need you to come for me,” Hayes growls, changing the angle of his fingers.

I nod frantically. “I want that too…” Mostly incoherent begging follows as I focus on the full feeling and the way his chest presses against mine. “I wantyou!”

“You have me, Arbor. Whatever you need, whenever you need it, I’m yours.” His words send a literal shiver through my body, and the part of my brain that is distinctly omega lights up.

He knows exactly how to soothe a feral omega.

We’re still dressed, and I wish I could feel every inch of his bare skin, but there will be time for that later.

My thumb traces his crown over the material of his shorts, and he brushes my G-spot. The noises I make assure him he’s doing a great job.

Pleasure builds violently under my skin as my abdomen cramps, and I curl toward him, sobbing as my climax rips through me.

“That’s it, gorgeous, soak me in your slick.” He continues stretching and twisting his fingers as my body shakes. “Make a mess of me. Mark me as yours. I want everyone to know who I belong to.”

The euphoria goes on for so long that it’s almost painful. I’m not sure when I closed my eyes, but they pop open to find Hayes watching me intently.

He guides me through a slow, tender kiss and pulls his hand free of my leggings as he moves to kneeling. I’m shocked to see he’s been holding himself up with a knee between mine and the other wedged into the cushions on the back of the couch.

Hayes bites his lip and gives a look I can’t quite decipher. “Now, are you good? All settled, or are you going to let me inside you?”

My core clenches around nothing and everything gets hazy, except for that sexy expression on his face. “That one…I mean, number two. Please!”

He groans, plucking his tank top off with a hand at the back of his neck.

It’s unreal how many muscles he has.

I would trace them with my tongue if he would let me.

Yep, I would lick him a lot.

Repeatedly.

Bury my face in his sweaty skin, and…

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