Page 69 of Sweet Heat

“Nest,” she mutters, no longer lucid as she dives into the piles of plush blankets and rolls back and forth, ensuring the whole place smells just right. And truly, nothing has ever called to me, engaged my deepest desires, like watching my mate lose all her inhibitions. Suddenly, she lurches onto her knees, slick making her thighs shine. “Alpha, nest.”

Posie’s long hair tumbles around her in gentle waves that hide her large breasts from my view, a glorious picture of every fantasy I’ve ever had. But this is so much morebecause it’s real. Her arm stretches out, inviting me into her sanctum.

Hell yes.

“Omega, may I enter your nest?” I ask, barely daring to breathe.

“Yes. Need you.” Posie’s eyes glaze over as the heat takes her, pulling her under.

“Present, omega. Surrender to your Alpha.” I have no idea where the words come from, but they must be the right thing because Posie spins around, pressing her upper body into the mattress and raising her hips in a stunning show of submission.

Her legs spread, putting her puffy pink pussy on display. It’s so wet, dripping with desire, and I need a taste. Entering the nest carefully so as not to disturb the pillows, I knee-walk across the soft sheets and then fall face-first into her welcoming cunt. Cotton candy—so much cotton candy—explodes on my tongue, and with a feral growl, I thrust my tongue inside, trying to find the source. Posie wiggles and moans at my assault, her body so sensitive that it takes almost nothing to make her climax. Sugary slick nearly drowns me, but nothing has ever felt so right. I’d happily die here between her legs.

“Alpha. Knot. Bite. Knot,” she begs frantically, and though I want to continue to indulge in the flavor of her molten core, my omega needs more. With one last kiss to her engorged clit, I clamor onto my knees behind her and rub the head of my thick erection through her soaked folds.

Slap. Slap.

My cockhead smacks against her clit, making her moan and arch back toward me. Her hands twist in the sheets when I notch myself at her entrance.

“I’ve got you, Puff. I’ll always take care of you,” I promise, sliding in deep with a single thrust. Her sigh of relief is musicto my ears, just as our joining is a balm to my soul. Every. Single. Time.

After living without her for so long, only watching from afar, I’ll never take a single second for granted.

Her liquid heat surrounds me. Hot. Tight. Made for me.

Posie bows her back, and I grip her hips to hold her where I want her. Instinct rides me hard as I slam into her, our bodies clapping wetly together.

“Alpha,” she screams, and the word has never sounded so sweet.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

My body is on fire, swallowed whole by the roaring heat within me. Thrust after thrust, Miller fills me with his length, gliding into me and stoking the flames of need. Chanting his name, I beg for release, beg for a bite, beg until the words no longer make sense. Until I become nothing more than sensation and surrender.

Sweat moistens my back, slides between my breasts, and I fist the sheets for leverage. Slamming my hips back, over and over, as the pleasure builds. Miller’s hand snakes around my front, anchoring me to him with a loud moan of appreciation.His big palm presses against my soft belly before sliding up between my breasts to collar my throat. Without slowing for even an instant, he lifts my body easily, dragging my back to his chest.

“Knot. Please knot,” I scream when the thick ring of muscle presses against my entrance. It’s exquisite torture. Miller widens my thighs so he can power up into, teasing my pussy, which clenches hard, trying to suck him deep inside.

“You’ll get my knot, but you need to come for me first. Come loud and hard. Scream my name,” he demands, bringing his other hand around to strum my clit. The fingers around my throat tighten, not enough to constrict my breathing, but just right to help my inner omega let go. I grind down as hard as I can, letting Miller play my body like a finely tuned instrument. My heart pounds as the most intense bliss I’ve ever felt pulses in my core.

The orgasm begins, bringing wave after wave of pleasure until my voice becomes hoarse from giving Miller exactly what he wants. And only then does my Alpha reward me with his knot. His thumb works my clit relentlessly, prolonging my release and using the rhythmic rolling of our bodies to work the thick intrusion into my entrance. Even with the heat haze surrounding me and slick pouring from my pussy, the stretch is intense, leaving me panting as he fills me to bursting.

“Look at you, omega. Screaming my name and taking my knot so perfectly. Just a little more.” With a final grunt, his knot pops in, and he roars my name as it expands, stretching the walls of my cunt and every hitting pleasure spot. Lights spark in my vision, our coupling so much more potentthan ever.

“Alpha, bite,” I beg, twisting my neck to the side. There’s already the thrum of a bond in my chest, and I know he can feel it, too. The animalistic instinct drives us to complete the bond, to embrace our fate.

“I can’t hold back,” he grits, his body growing rigid behind me as he pulses his knot deeper still until it’s fully expanded, snapping into place and locking us tightly together.

“Make me yours, forever.” The words whisper from my lips, barely breaking through the moans as he finally lets go. With a roar, Miller’s cock twitches deep inside me, painting my womb with his release at the same time as his teeth sink deep into my neck.

His emotions flow into me, burying any discomfort in a whirlwind of desire, need, and a love so strong that it brings tears to my eyes. The sharp sting of the bite is nothing compared to our souls knitting together, finally fully becoming one.

Slumping against him, my heat satisfied for the moment, I bask in the afterglow, letting him gently bring us onto our sides to lie in my perfect nest. Once we’re situated, his hands roam my body, petting, soothing, and worshipping every curve of my body while his complete adoration fills the bond.

A rumbly purr vibrates along my back, and he releases my neck, licking at his bite to help it heal.

“My Puff. My world. My love,” he promises between licks, massaging every part of me within reach.

“I love you, Miller,” I say, trying to push my joy into the bond even as sleepiness takes hold. I fight valiantly, trying to keep my eyes open.

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