Page 96 of Foxy Filthy Omega

There was a tiny portion of my brain that was still rational and it was screaming at me not to do this, but I couldn’t stop myself. The draw of the scent on her skin was too strong and even knowing I was going to regret this couldn’t stop me from seeing how far she’d let me push her.

Ever since the moment I first laid eyes on her, I’ve been conflicted. This was a job after all, but she kept drawing me in. I couldn’t stop thinking about her – couldn’t stop watching her.

It wasn’t just for the job anymore either. I genuinely wanted to keep an eye on her because I liked her as a person.

Clearly, it was more than that based on the way my entire being was straining towards her. I was practically salivating at the smell of her and all I could think about was the feel of her body against mine.

It felt just as good as I remembered.

I held her gaze as I slid my hands up her back, keeping my touch as gentle as possible so she wouldn’t feel trapped.

Frankie stared at me in disbelief, her eyes widening in shock when I gently pressed her closer.

Yeah, this was probably the last thing I should be doing, but I couldn’t be bothered to give a fuck anymore.

I buried my face in her chest and took a deep breath.

Her scent had the muscles in my shoulders relaxing and there was a soft buzz in my head that helped calm me down just enough I was almost able to push her away, but to my surprise, her arms tightened around me.

Like she needed this just as badly as I did.

God, she smelled good. The sweet scent of lavender and honey was stronger now that I was getting the unfiltered version of her scent. I inhaled deeply, wanting more of it.

Her small gasp when I rubbed my face against her had me sliding into a state of mind I haven’t been in for averylong time.

Whatever rational thoughts I had left slipped away and my grip on her tightened so she couldn’t go anywhere, practically smothering myself with her tits.

She didn’t try to push me away though. If anything, she tried to get closer and that small shift of her body on mine was enough.

I pressed my tongue to her throat, just over the jugular. Her blood pulsed against my tongue and I pressed her down harderon me. It wasn’t enough but her heat throbbed against me and my heart rate skyrocketed.

“Soren.” Frankie grabbed me by the hair and yanked me away from her throat.

Her eyes widened when I couldn’t stop myself from groaning when my scalp tingled and her scent shifted – the almost imperceptible note of tangerines sharpened, making my mouth water.

“What iswrongwith you?” she demanded.

I stared up at her through slitted eyes and licked my lips. “You smell good enough to eat.”

Her lips parted in shock, eyes wide like a doe’s. “What?”

I tried to lean forward to lick the drops of water from her neck but her grip on my hair tightened, making me groan even louder.

She instantly released me and I pressed my face to her neck again. The soft whine in the back of my throat was embarrassing as hell, but I couldn’t help myself.

I was completely at her mercy right now and there was nothing I could do to stop myself.

Squeezing her hips before sliding my hands down to her ass to squeeze again, I kept my mouth closed and pressed my lips to her skin. My teeth ached like crazy and the heat of her pussy throbbing against my cock was driving me wild.

I wanted to rip our clothes off and sink deep inside.

“Soren.”

“Hm?” I pressed my tongue to her pulse and inhaled her sweet scent.

“I’m an alpha.”

“Uh-huh.” Scraping my teeth over the soft skin of her throat practically had my eyes rolling into the back of my head.

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