Page 29 of Slick

I blink at him, my heart fluttering in my chest. The soft smile on his lips calls to me, and I hook a leg over his hips, pressing him against the bed until my mouth hovers over his. “Really?”

“The hottest.”

Our lips slide together, more of a caress than a kiss. But then a wave of heat surges through me, flowing through my body and tightening every muscle. I groan, caught on the taut wire between pleasure and pain, and maybe some of that passes like a current into Rowan, because he grips me hard. The tenderness fades from our kiss, our mouths grinding together as his hand tightens on my hip. “You’re peaking, sweetheart. That’s your heat taking over.”

I’m too caught up in the bursts of sweet pain to reply. I’m sizzling on the outside, but inside I’m empty, the lonely clenching of my channel making me cry out. Rowan makes soothing sounds, but his hands move quickly, positioning me over his lap. I feel something hard poking between my folds, and then he’s jerking his hips and filling me in a single thrust. Bliss follows in his wake, and I clench down with another cry. “Rowan!”

“Yours, Omega.” He doesn’t move for a moment, but I arch my back, impatient, and he gives a breathy laugh. “Want another ride, sweet Diana?”

I think he means his boot until he grips my waist, slowly easing me up and down his shaft. I realize it’s what he did in his film, and pleasure ripples over my skin, making my toes curl into the comforter. The only difference is now he’s thrusting up into me and I’m the one dancing like a flame as I ride his knot.

It’s hard not to think of Kane in that moment, every sweet clench a reminder of how well he filled me. But Rowan’s equipment is just as addicting, and I cry out as his knot pushes past my rim. It’s cool like his boot, but so much more pliable, swelling to fill me with each delicious thrust.

“That’s it, beautiful. Take every inch of me.”

I ride harder, the flutter inside me building to ripples and then waves. Rowan is groaning, his scent intoxicating as he grinds us together, and I tear another kiss from his gasping lips. He garbles something into my mouth, and then his seed is pulsing inside me, flooding my channel and making lights burst behind my eyes.

“Diana?”

Is it any wonder I think I’ve imagined him? I’m so soaked in pleasure, I have to blink through damp lashes at the vision in the doorway. “Dex!”

My heart pounds as I drink him in – tired and strained, but safe and whole. But then the reality of the situation crashes down on me and I shrink into Rowan’s arms, tears burning my eyes. “I’m so,sosorry I left you, Dex.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Being told that Diana is in heat andseeingit are two different things.

But the really jarring image is the one where she’s riding a Highway Patrol cop to orgasm, her naked body gleaming with a sheen of sweat and slick. Kennedy explained it all to me, of course, but she left out the bit where her twin brother – who also happens to be one of the biggest porn stars in the world – moonlights as a cop with a fetish for fuzzy handcuffs.

Fuck me.

I’m frozen in the doorway, drinking in the eye-blistering sight in front of me. But as soon as Diana sees me, she tries to roll off the guy, only to be stopped by the chain stretched between them.And is that a collar and leash?

“Rowan…” she mewls, but the guy is already scooping her up, and I realize they’re not justchainedtogether, they’re connected by his knot. Silicone, given he’s as much an omega as she is, but buried deep enough that little moans slip from her lips with every step he takes. But when she reaches me, her arms fly around my neck, the three of us so close I can feel the fuzz of hishandcuff brush my cheek. “I’m so glad you’re okay!”

Diana has always smelled like a dream, but this is like mainlining a drug made just for me, and I go rock hard as her lips brush my neck.

Focus, nutjob.

“I’m fine, but let me look at you.” I press a hand to her forehead, checking her blown-out pupils before encircling her wrist to take her pulse. “How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?”

“I’m good, especially now you’re here.”

Her words sink into my heart like a balm, but the hungry look she gives me confirms she’s deep in her haze. As a nurse, I’ve seen a lot of heats, but mostly just the prelude or the aftermath. The only time I’ve attended one all the way through was as a ring-in to an alpha girlfriend who wanted to show off her locking skills. From a physical perspective, I get the mechanics, but it's a lot different when it’s happening to an omega you’re in love with…

“This is her first heat.”

It’s not a question, and I stiffen at the accusing edge to the guy’s voice. Up close, it’s obvious this really is Rowan Vale, and I’m kind of starstruck as he carefully eases Diana off his deflated knot. She makes a soft sound of protest, but as soon as she’s on her feet, she lunges for me, burrowing against my chest. Rowan starts to take a step back, but she jerks her wrist, pulling him in until she’s sandwiched between us. I have to take shallow breaths to stop my head spinning, but Rowan doesn’t let up with his accusing stare. “Yes, this is her first,” I admit. “Has she been okay?”

He leans closer, making Diana squirm happily at our proximity, but his gaze doesn’t waver from mine. “She deserves better.”

Of course she does. Diana’s life has been a shitshow of neglect, abuse, and manipulation, but I’m not going to point that out when she’s deep in her haze.Only happy thoughts, Mr. Porn Star.“Well, it’s good that she’s here for it.”

I hope this guy can read between the lines of more than just a jerk-off script, because I don’t plan on spelling it out to him. The fact that the omegas at the facility are denied their heats is criminal, but the thought of Diana experiencing one in a slick suit is enough to make me puke. “There wasn't much privacy,” I say delicately. “This is much more secure.”

It's the only excuse I have, because we both know her life up to this point has been an abomination. While he doesn’t lose his glare, Rowan finally gives me a stiff nod. “She’s safe here. No one will touch her unless she wants it.”

Reading between the lines:she wants this guya lot.

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