Page 86 of Unexpected Delivery

Arbor sobs and stiffens.

My heart seems to stop as I pull away from our kiss to study her face. She tugs against my hold on her wrists, and I release her.

“I’m so fucking sorry. Are you okay?” I ask, afraid to move.

She nods, wraps a hand around the back of my neck, and uses the other to shove my shoulder. “I’m great. Sit on the bench. I’m taking over.”

“Really?” I’m not proud of the fact my dick jumps inside her, but she’s so tight it’s taking my damn breath away.

“Yes.” She nods frantically, giving me another shove.

Every tiny movement seems to wedge her deeper down my shaft, and my legs shake with the force of how strongly I’m holding myself back from thrusting.

I circle her lower back with my forearm, pull her off the wall, and carry her to the bench. I’m careful as I sit, and she kneels over me.

Arbor nuzzles her cheek to mine, her nails digging into my shoulder. “It’s probably a good thing we’re in here. I’m already dripping all over you.” She rises on her knees, until just my crown is inside her, and falls.

My teeth ache as my instincts scream at me to claim her. “Being coated in your slick turns me the fuck on.”

“Yeah?” Her slippery tits bounce around my chest with every rise and fall, but I’m too captivated by watching her face to see if I can get one into my mouth.

“Fuck yes, I can’t believe you’re actually taking my cock. You’re such a good girl.” My hand tightens on the curve of her hip, and she brushes her lips over mine. “You make me so goddamn happy,” I tell her, clearing my throat. “Happier than I knew was possible.”

She nods. “Me too.”

There’s no doubt about it. It’s the most intimate moment of my life as she kisses me. It’s tender and sensual all at once, making my head foggier as she works farther down my length.

Eventually, reality catches up, and I remember I’m supposed to be teasing her clit. She moans long and loud as I try out the pattern she seemed to like last night, and it isn’t long before she’s bouncing with so much force that I grab her ass to keep her from taking too much.

“I’m trying so hard to stay clear. My instincts are screaming to rut up into you like a fucking animal.” My knot throbs painfully, but we have all the time in the world to work up to that. I’ve never knotted anyone before, so it’s not like I’m missing anything.

“I’m good with that.” Her cheek bumps mine as she nods, digging her nails into my neck. “Totally on board with that plan.”

I already feel like I’m walking a tightrope. Pleasing her is my number one goal, but she’s also healing. Pushing her limits would be a huge mistake. I need her to enjoy this enough that shewantsto do it again.

“Whoa, I think I got high on your pheromones,” she whispers, smiling against my cheek. “Why don’t you take over? I liked that plan. Fuck up into me, please. I’m so close, but I need something more.”

My head tilts, and her eyes are hazy, but she seems okay. Not like she’s past the point of being able to consent or too foggy to tell me if something hurts.

I abandon her clit to wrap both hands around her ass and plant my feet on the floor.

Arbor collapses against my chest as I pump up into her in measured strokes. Her cherry blossom scent is everywhere, spurring me on. No matter how hard I try to limit my thrusts, I still bump the bottom of her pussy on the next rut.

We both groan, and her inner walls quiver, which doesn’t help me keep my composure. Not one fucking bit.

I work on grinding over her clit with every thrust because if she doesn’t get there soon, I’m going to come before she does.

“Morris…” The rest of whatever she intends to say disappears into a slur of words I can’t quite understand. She obviously needs something. I just don’t know exactly what that is.

Omegas thrive on praise. They need to be told how much they’re loved and wanted.

“You’re absolutely perfect. You know that, right, sweet girl? You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” I tilt my head to study her face, my hair falling everywhere. It’s a pain in the ass, but I can’t bring myself to bother with moving it. “You’re a fucking gift.”

Arbor reaches between us as she starts to bounce on her knees, meeting my thrusts.

I’m not preparedat allfor my knot to slip inside her opening. It’s not even all the way lodged into place, but Arbor slams herself down even harder, sobbing incoherently. My shaft jumps, and my crown brushes the bottom of her pussy.

I struggle against my instincts. They scream to paint her cervix with my cum because now is the perfect time to breed her. I still can’t form words as my teeth throb and my knot swells, fully locking us together. It’s another way nature encourages breeding between alphas and omegas. As soon as I fill her up, my knot will keep all that hot cum inside her.

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