Page 85 of One Wild Omega

Fitz smiled. “I like it. I like the way it feels against my cheek when you kiss me.” To illustrate his point, he lowered his head and captured Tanner’s mouth. The kiss started slowly, but evolved into more. Their hunger had grown too much… they both needed what would come next.

He broke the kiss, panting. “I missed a couple of parts.”

Tanner’s head fell back against the tiled wall. “You did.”

Fitz knelt again. This time, he brought his shaking hands to Tanner’s cock. Pre-cum dripped from the slit. He lowered his head and captured a bead of it. Omega cum tasted no different than his own, even though it didn’t contain the same components. The salty-sweet flavor coated his tongue and made him moan for more.

He explored the length, tasting every inch, before engulfing it. Fitz drew the head to the back of his throat and hollowed his cheeks before pulling away. Releasing the head with a pop, he smiled up at Tanner.

“Turn around.”

Tanner spun to face the wall, his cream-coated cheeks beckoning. Fitz lifted the washcloth and cleaned the two globes of Tanner’s bubble butt before running it between the cleft and cleaning the puckered flesh. His omega cried out, moaning so sweetly, when touched there. So he did it again, this time without the cloth between them.

Fitz eased a finger into the tight hole and felt the slick coat it immediately, proof of his omega’s need. He prodded deeper, finger-fucking Tanner a few times and watching the man’s back arch more and more with each thrust. Tanner’s cries filled the small bathroom, the sound amping up Fitz’s own need.

He spun his omega again and drew the man’s cock into his mouth while his fingers searched for the slick hole again. While stretching Tanner and preparing him, he suckled, craving the feel of Tanner coming apart against him. Every second, he felt his omega’s body tense more and more… the need to release building.

Tanner had already witnessed this in him. Now it was his turn to see Tanner fly.

He felt his omega’s hands thread through his hair, pulling and tugging—trying to hold back. Fitz refused to let him. He only suckled harder and added another finger to the two he already had scissoring in and out of Tanner’s body.

Fitz felt the moment he broke. Tanner let out a gasp before his body went languid. He came, and Fitz lapped it all up. Tanner’s fingers twisted in Fitz’s hair as he keened, racing over the edge. Before Tanner had barely come down, Fitz lifted his body. Using the tiled wall to hold Tanner, he lifted the omega’s legs over his shoulders and angled his cock toward the slickened passage he’d longed to feel.

“Do you want me?” he asked, barely holding on. “Do you want to feel me deep inside you?”

Tanner scoffed. “As if you need to ask?”

Fitz took the answer as a yes and thrust into the warm, welcoming heat. He paused once he’d slid in full hilt, closing his eyes and realizing this was where he was always meant to be. Tanner’s body gripped him tight, formed around him as if the man had been made for him.

He was.

Fitz leaned forward and stole a kiss, his mate practically folded in half between him and the wall.

“Move, damn you,” Tanner demanded.

Fitz chuckled slightly, knowing his omega would make more demands before it was all over. Now wasn’t a time to fight. It was a time to love. And he wanted this moment to be whatever Tanner wanted it to be. So he moved. And moved.

He slid into his mate’s slickened body, sensing the bond he’d yet to feel with anyone else.

Mine.

All mine.

The words whispered inside his head over and over again, with every thrust, every lick of his tongue against Tanner’s. Each movement entangled them more, the threads of fate wrapping together. Making them one.

The alpha within roared. Some of the words bubbled up his throat, released as moans of pleasure instead. He drove deep, almost wishing Tanner was in heat, so he could truly knot his mate and mark the man as his. But that was the alpha within talking.

It was too soon for that, he knew… but the instinct was strong after being denied so long.

Finally, he felt his orgasm approach. He drove harder… faster… until he exploded. Tanner cried out again, a thick coating of cum spreading between them. Fitz filled his omega, knowing they would make no child that day.

Omegas were only ripe when in heat. Even as the thick knot swelled and locked them together, he had to remind himself that this wouldn’t lead to a child between them.

Fitz laid gentle kisses all over Tanner’s face as he came down from his high. “You okay?”

“I’m okay,” he whispered.

“Good… because I need a moment before I can move,” he said, chuckling. “Or we’re going ass over tincups.”

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