Page 18 of The Omega's Bloodline: Part One

He sank against me and set those perfect fangs against my throat again. I stilled, breath coming hard. My clit pulsed and wet heat flared between my legs.

“You smell too tempting.” He nipped my ear, slowly inching down, tasting the expanse of skin down my throat until he could pull one of my nipples into his mouth.

I cried out and arched into his touch, the zing of electricity from his tongue to my clit making me squirmy. He sucked hard and curled his tongue. I needed to clone him. Have a Caden at each breast and then one at my front and back to fuck me into a coma. The thought of it speared crackling heat through me. “If you’re tempted, you should take what you want.”

His growl sent need rolling over me again. He set off his purr next, his buzzing tongue making me buck against him. One hand bound my wrists and the other slid down, spread over my throat.

Oh, gods. I couldn’t stop the whimpers. Pitiful sounds snuck out and he kept me pinned by the throat, his tongue stroking me into a frenzy. I wanted more. I managed to croak out the single word as a request and he finally lifted his head.

He held my gaze captive as he shifted slightly to bring the feline features out enough that there was no mistaking what he was. His eyes blazed gold, fangs slipping past his lips, pupils turning to sharp slits, and clawed fingertips pricking my skin. He growled again and the combination had my heart kicking into gear with the same vigor as my pussy pulsing, demanding attention from this beautiful beast.

“Please. Please, Caden. I need—” I broke off into a whine when he squeezed tighter. I could still breathe fine, but the thrill of danger was ratcheted up past where my brain could be rational. I thrashed, or at least tried to, but he held me so tightly. My head buzzed from my frantic breathing, panic and desire coiling into one thick, overwhelming vortex.

“Little kittens should be careful when asking for danger.” His voice took on a rasping quality that stoked the glowing embers in my belly. He growled low and fit those fangs at the curve of my throat, letting my wrists go to tease my clit.

My instinct was to toss my head back, but I couldn’t do that with his fangs on me. I shuddered, breathing hard in his ear, clinging to him, nails carving into his skin.

You can dig in harder, kitten.

He slipped two fingers inside me and my nails bit into him as I tried to stay still, whining with each stroke. I threaded my fingers into his hair and held him tucked in place so tightly I didn’t have to worry I would hurt myself when I got going.

The craving for him burned deep. I didn’t give a shit if it was from the alpha and omega thing; I justneededhim. “I want more of you.”

He laughed against my skin and pulled out of my grasp. “I could wreck you with just my fingers, but if you’re impatient I can indulge you.”

I shivered again, reaching for him. His eyes and fangs were way hotter than they had any right to be. “I’ll be patient next time.”

He looked skeptical at that but didn’t argue with me as he sat back and pulled off my bottom layers before discarding his own. Gods. The man was too fucking gorgeous. I let out an embarrassing sound, biting my tongue against the whine that rose up because he wasn’t touching me fast enough.

“I’m going to agree the omega in your lineage had to be recent.”

“Oh?”

“You sound just like one.”

“Is that good or bad?”

“You’re not going to hear me complain about it.” Caden boosted my hips up and balanced them against his own as he kneeled in front of me, hoisting me at an angle while tucking his cock between the two of us and hooking my ankles over his shoulders. Leaning forward, he braced both my wrists together and held them in place, reaching with the other to attend to my clit. There was nowhere to wriggle in this position and I couldn’t get much leverage. His golden gaze bored into me as his thumb circled my clit until I was panting.

“I thought—” I broke off as he tapped my clit. “Fuck. I thought you were indulging me.”

“I will.”

I shifted in his grip but his growl stilled me again. “If you weren’t being mean, I wouldn’t have to get squirmy.”

“Well, it’s going to be really difficult to get you on my cock if you’re going to wiggle around.”

I huffed and let myself relax. He released my wrists to angle my hips, nudging my entrance with his cockhead. I whimpered in anticipation. Every perfect ridge choked off my breath as hepressed into me. When he’d settled all the way in, he recaptured my wrists.

A sharp thrust shoved a feral sound out of my mouth and he kept up a vicious pace that never quite let me draw a full breath. His arm hooked beneath my hips and held me up when the strength of my legs balancing over his shoulders started to fade. The rapidly disintegrating rational part of my brain whispered I should have let him go slow because I was going to combust any second.

My legs shook and he held me tighter. The drag and friction of his cock was a dangerous pleasure; the force against my G-spot from the angle and thrusts shut down every sense except what I needed to feel him. The world faded out as I struggled against his grip on my wrists and the overwhelming sensation of him fucking into me. I didn’t want to stop, but holy hell, it wassomuch to be feeling.

I choked out a sob.

Caden removed the hand pinning my wrists and swiped his thumb over my clit. Every muscle vibrated, and between his thumb swirling and his hips snapping, I was pulled under the rising tide of pleasure that flipped my brain off, darkened my vision, and had me screaming so loud the other hotel guests would probably call security.

Caden lowered me to the bed slowly. He climbed over me to finish himself with his face buried against my throat, hips thrusting between mine. I clung to him with shivering limbs. He followed me over the edge a moment later, the heat of him bursting inside me before he relaxed against me.

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