Page 19 of The Knotty Omega
“Like fucking orange blossoms and vanilla,” he moans. “I’d kiss her, and then when she’s on the brink of orgasm, you’ll push your knot in, and I’ll drop to my knees, devouring you both with my tongue.”
“Ohfuck, my love,” I curse, my hand moving faster and faster to his filthy words.
”I can’t wait to taste the two of you together. Vanilla and caramel and orange and bourbon…oh fuck, Mattie!” Archie’s voice cries out as thick white ropes of cum explode onto his chest.
I follow a moment later, grabbing a tissue from my desk to catch the mess of my releases before it gets all over my shirt.
He flips the camera around to his flushed, slightly dazed, ridiculously handsome face. “Fuck, that was so good, Mattie.”
I do the same to my camera and am immediately surprised at how disheveled I look. My eyes are wild, the collar of my shirt askew. How did that even happen?
“It was,cucciolo. Now be a good boy and get dinner going. I have a few things to finish here and then I’m coming home.”
“Looks to me like you already didfinish.” He smirks at me.
Little brat.
“Moccioso!”I admonish, and he only laughs at me.
“Everything is ten times sexier when you say it in Italian, Mattie. Even calling me a brat.”
“I suppose I’ll have to stop saying naughty words in Italian then.” I raise my brow.
He gasps in mock outrage. “You wouldn’t dare!”
“Non sai cosa farei per farti comportare bene, cucciolo.”
“See, I have no idea what you just said but my dick is already hard again.”
I bark a laugh. “Go, naughty boy. I’ll take care of you when I get home.”
“Promises, promises.” He sighs. “I love you, I’ll see you in a bit.”
“And I love you,amore mio.”
With that, I hang up the phone and stuff myself back into my pants, making sure to stuff the used tissue into my pocket so the poor janitors don’t have to deal with it.
Only twenty more minutes and then I can head home to my family.
CHAPTER NINE
“Maybe wait until the second meeting to mention the monster smut this time, Miss Cady.” Brennan chuckles as he lets me out of the car. He picked me up from home this time, since Pack 6789 is taking me to dinner at a rather upscale restaurant. Since night dates get two bodyguards, the new one, Michael, will wait in the car while Brennan comes inside with me.
“We’ll see how the night goes,” I wink at Brennan as I step out of the vehicle. My little black dress hugs all my curves perfectly, the neckline plunges in the front and and the hem hits just below my knee.
Sexy but classy.
I wouldn’t have bothered dressing up, but The Alpha Lounge is one of the most prestigious eating establishments in Starbook City. They have a freaking dress code.
My honey blonde hair is curled and styled half up, and my silver heels add a good three inches in height.
“How did your omega like my recs?” I ask as we approach the restaurant.
He chuckles, his eyes crinkling at the corner. “Wren’s made it through all your recommendations and has started ‘Wild for the Werewolf Prince’ and ‘Married to the Minotaur’.”
“Ohh I love those ones!” I grin.
Brennan follows close behind me as I enter the restaurant. “We have an OMS meeting," he says to the host, who nods and leads us to a table near the back. Four alphas stand as we approach. God, they all scream “spoiled rich boy”. They’re all in their mid to late twenties, with slicked back hair and varying colors of the same suit. The only thing to differentiate them is their hair and eye color.
