Page 10 of The Omega's Bloodline: Part One

My sounds grew progressively more feral as he worked. How did it feel like I was on the edge of coming? No one had ever spent this much time on a single spot outside of my clit with the intention to make that happen. I was borderline dizzy from hyperventilating. Eagerly pressing even closer to him, I slipped one hand between us, teasing his cock through the sweatpants while giving myself something to grind against that didn’t risk me sinking away from his lips.

Doing okay?

“Green.” I gasped, gritting my teeth. “Don’t fucking stop.”

He started purring, the vibrations from his tongue teasing me. I rolled my hips, needing only a few sharp grinds against my clit to break me.

“Oh, fuck!” I groaned, pulling him so tight he probably risked suffocating against my chest. He lapped at me through the rise and swell of the orgasm, only easing off when I went limp in his hands.

I sagged forward and let myself rest against him. My lungs burned.

He hooked my chin with his fingers and lifted my gaze to his.That was beautiful.

Warmth rushed into my cheeks.

My brain was fuzzy. All I wanted to do was cuddle into him until the pleasure high let me think again.

Color?

“Hmm, yellow?” I nestled in and he wrapped his arms comfortably around me. “I need a minute or two.”

“Take all the minutes you need.” His cock was hard beneath me and I rocked a lazy rhythm against it while I breathed in the scent of him—a nice clean smell similar to the earthy vetiver essential oil I used sometimes for meditation. “I have condoms in the bedside table drawer. They might be expired, though.”

Caden threaded his fingers into my hair. “I can wear one if you like, but I can’t get you pregnant outside of a rut, and anything either of us could catch isn’t transmissible between shifters and humans.”

“Really?” I popped my head up to look at him.

“Mhmm.” He cupped my cheek. “We’re convenient like that. It’s part of why a lot of shifters embrace the ho lifestyle.”

I giggled and leaned in to kiss him again. “Well, in that case, I’m ready for you to embrace it with me. I have a whole lower half that needs some attention. And I need to check out your fancy peen.”

Caden burst out laughing and smothered it out with another kiss. “You’re too fucking cute, you know that?”

Warmth filled my cheeks. “I like to be reminded.”

“I vote we transition to the bedroom so we have more room to maneuver.”

“Transition approved!”

He scooped me up like I weighed nothing and carted me into the bedroom. I flicked on the light as we passed and he dropped me onto the blankets, leaning over me. Caden nipped my earlobe and took my hands overhead, pinning my arms by my wrists. “Let’s see what other pretty sounds you can make.”

“Do we also get to see what soundsyoumake?”

“You can have every sound you manage to drag out of me. But for the moment”—he pressed down on my wrists before standing back up—“be a good girl and keep those there for me.”

Lust washed over me like a tsunami. Oh gods, he’d found thegood girlweakness. I shivered and lifted my hips for him to tug down my pants and panties and toss them to the floor.

A hand wrapped around each ankle and I vaguely regretted not shaving my legs today. Oh well, hopefully cactus legs didn’t dissuade him. He tugged me closer until our hips met, sliding to his knees, and hooking my legs over his shoulders. I let out awhine and grabbed a handful of blankets to keep myself steady as my body hummed with anticipation.

Risks of combustion went up exponentially when I looked down and saw those golden eyes staring at me between my thighs. His purr was audible and the first zing of his tongue sweeping over my clit with those heady vibrations almost had me leaping off the bed.

Caden locked his arms around my thighs, pressing down on my stomach to pin me in place as he dove in. Every buck was fruitless. He was too strong and too determined to undo me with his mouth for me to get a second of relief. His tongue buzzed against my clit, his purr rumbling. I whined and twisted, craving it even as it wastoo much.

Oh, gods.

His stubble scraped against my thighs and his relentless tongue kept a steady sweep going, surprising me with dips inside and lips fastening over my clit to suck. It took all of my willpower to keep my hands above my head instead of burying them in his hair.

“Please.” I whimpered and pressed my heels against his back.

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