Page 26 of Nanny Omega

“Yes,” Ersa said. It wasn’t like he had a choice. Turning away, Ersa lay on his side. A gush of wetness slid down his thighs as desire raked its nails across his back, leaving a scorching heat along his skin. His fingers trembling, Ersa clutched the sheets to keep from begging Master Quin to fuck him. But to his utter embarrassment, a needy whimper slipped from his lips at the thought of feeling the alpha’s thick cock inside him again.No—Ersa sank his teeth into his bottom lip, his eyes squeezing shut as if that alone could chase away the overwhelming rush of sensations flooding his body.

“Damn,” Master Quin muttered, his voice thick with frustration—or maybe something else entirely.

Ersa’s heart skipped a beat. “What?”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Master Quin said. Before Ersa could respond, strong fingers closed around his arm, and in one smooth motion, Master Quin turned him around. The air between them shifted, charged and heavy. Ersa’s breath caught in his throat as his back hit the mattress and Master Quin settled between his thighs.

“What are you doing?” Ersa asked, his cock aching. He needed to get the alpha off him before he lost his mind and begged him to fuck him. When Ersa lifted his hands to push Master Quin off him, the feel of his hard chest and the warmth radiating off his skin caught Ersa off guard. Instead of pushing the alpha away, Ersa found himself drawing him closer.

“Mmmh… please… please. One more night,” he begged, arching into the alpha. The movement caused his cock to rub against Master Quin’s thigh. A shot of pleasure rippled through Ersa’s body, curling his toes.

Fuck it, Ersa thought as he slung his arm around Master Quin’s neck and drew him close enough for their lips to touch. “Please, give me one more night,” Ersa begged against the alpha’s lips. Master Quin groaned as he wrapped his arms around Ersa and took his lips in a deep, searing kiss.

Chapter 7

Xander

AshereachedforErsa’s sleeping shirt, Xander murmured, “One night. That’s all I can give you.”

“I know, I’m not asking for more,” Ersa said, lifting his arms to help slip the shirt off. His nipples hardened to stiff points right before Xander’s eyes.

Was he that turned on?

Fascinated, Xander reached for Ersa’s left nipple and rolled it between his fingers before he closed his lips around the hard nub. Xander moaned, loving the taste of Ersa’s skin and the glide of his nipple against his tongue. Fuck, he could do this all day long. Xander flicked his tongue against Ersa’s nipple over and over before he sucked it deep into his mouth.

“Ahhh… Uhh…” Ersa moaned, tugging on his hair until Xander lifted his head to stare down at him.

“What?”

“Can you do that while you fuck me? I can’t… I can’t take it any longer.”

“Don’t say things like that, or I’ll lose control,” Xander said in a strained voice. Needing a moment to get himself under control, he dropped his head on Ersa’s shoulder and took deep, slow breaths. When Ersa writhed beneath him impatiently, Xander rolled to his back and dragged the omega on top of him. He grasped Ersa’s rocking hips to keep him still as he said, “Give me a second, Ersa.”

“No… please. I’m going crazy.” As soon as the words slipped out of Ersa’s mouth, he went to his knees and reached for Xander’s sleeping pants. With a frustrated growl, he yanked the pants off, sending them sailing through the air before they landed on the floor with a heavy plop. Seconds later, Xander gritted his teeth as Ersa slid over his naked thighs to straddle his waist.

Dazed, Xander watched as Ersa lifted slightly to his knees, his fingers closed around Xander’s throbbing cock, and he aimed for his quivering hole. When Ersa rolled his hips, taking him deep in one smooth motion, Xander fisted the sheets. A sharp, tearing sound split the silence as the material gave way to his claws. His chest heaved, each breath labored as he fought to keep control.

“Fuck,” Xander groaned as Ersa rolled his hip up and slammed them back down in hard snaps that drove him crazy. He squeezed his eyes shut, praying that he would be able to hold out until Ersa found his release. But when Ersa’s hole convulsed around his cock, Xander’s mouth fell open on a silent scream as his knot thickened and slid into place. His hips moved all on their own in jerky and uncoordinated thrusts that sank his knot deeper.

“Oh, fuck… oh, fuck,” Xander mumbled, his voice rough and broken as his world spun wildly out of control. It was just like that first time, his mind a haze of sensation, his body on fire. He couldn’t believe how good it felt. The pleasure was dizzying, almost too much to take, and yet not nearly enough.

The need to touch the omega consumed him, clawing at his restraint until it shattered. He grasped Ersa’s hips. His thoughts blurred as instinct surged to the surface, taking control. His body moved on autopilot, driven by something primal.

Ersa threw his head back and softly moaned as come shot from his cock.

“Oh fuck…oh fuck…” Ersa moaned above him as his body folded like a rag doll. Xander caught him before he fell. Wrapping his arms around him, Xander turned them onto their sides. His knot pulsed deliciously, keeping them locked together.

Ersa lay back against the pillow, his blond hair a tousled mess, spilling across the fabric in soft, unruly waves. The gentle curve of his lips hinted at something playful—a secret. “I can feel you coming inside me. It feels so good, especially when I do this.” Ersa’s ass squeezed around him, his muscles milking his cock.

“Fuck,” Xander groaned. He dug his nails into Ersa’s ass as he came so hard all his strength left his body, and he drifted away on a wave of bliss. The softest, most delicate whisper of lips grazed his chest, sending a shiver skittering across his skin. Slowly, Xander cracked one eye open, and his breath hitched at the sight that greeted him—Ersa’s face tilted up, a satisfied, almost wicked grin curving his mouth.

“Thank you,” Ersa whispered drowsily against his skin.

“You don’t have to thank me.”

“I know,” Ersa yawned as he turned away. A moment later, the omega’s breaths became slow and even. Xander fell asleep to the sound of Ersa’s soft snores and the soft hum of the evening traffic.

In the morning, Xander woke up to an empty bed. He stared at the rumpled sheets, the only evidence that Ersa was ever there, a strange feeling churning his stomach. Shoving the feeling away, Xander stretched his arms over his head, the ever-present knots around his shoulders and neck loosening with an ease he’d never felt before as he made his way to the washroom. His steps slowed when a gentle humming reached his ears, the sound soft and melodic. He turned to the nursery, his feet carrying him there before he could think about it. Through the slightly open door, Xander spied Ersa seated on the settee, Benjn balanced on his one arm and a bottle of milk in the other. Rocking from side to side, Ersa hummed as he playfully brought the bottle closer and closer to Benjn’s mouth.

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