Page 108 of The Omega's Bloodlinem: Part Two

I shivered as her words slid through my mind.I don’t know if I did it right.

Yelena moved around me like smoke, her fingertips trailing and leaving goosebumps in their wake. She slipped two fingers beneath the collar, ensuring it wasn’t too tight before leaning over to plant a kiss on my cheek.Perfect. Now I want you to crawl to me.

My back stiffened. Yelena moved a few paces away, standing in the grass. My brain and body were still suffering a bit of disconnect, my muscles refusing to take the next step.

Be good for me. It’s not so different from when you’re a panther. Crawl.

Humiliation burned in my gut. No one was around to witness me, only Yelena and my own stubborn pride. Slowly,sofucking slowly, I dropped to my hands and knees. Each bit of progress I made was erased as she stepped backward, drawing me deeper into the submission.

If I wanted to, I could stand up right now, fuck her into the grass, and she would let me…but she was also right. Logan had never wanted power over me, never wanted to have control in this aspect of our lives. Yelena did. Curiosity kept me on my knees, and hot curls of desire propelled me forward.

Beautiful.Yelena looked like she was ready to devour me whole.I knew you would be spectacular when you finally gave in.

She paused in her retreat, parking her ass on a bench looking into the forest. I came to a stop in front of her, settling back onto my knees, awaiting whatever instruction she wanted to give. I held my breath as she lifted one graceful leg and propped her toes on my shoulder.

Am I allowed to touch you?

“Please do.” Her voice was like velvet ghosting over my skin.

I turned, planting a kiss on her calf and sliding my hand up her leg until I could tip forward and nudge her thighs apart. Yelena locked her ankles over my back, drawing me in with a purr.

The first taste of my lioness was like cinnamon and fire on my tongue, both of us moaning in tandem. Her fingers threaded through my hair, holding tight while I swept my tongue over her clit and plunged it into her pussy. All of the complicated, frustrated emotions I had harbored since our arrival melted away in the heat of her body.

My purr had her panting, the vibrations against my tongue carrying her higher.

I was sure that mouth would be magic. Glad to see you’ve proven me correct.She let out a breathy laugh, her claws digging into my scalp, legs shaking against me.

I sucked hard on her clit until she started to squirm, slowly losing her ironclad control as the pleasure simply grew too strong. If I hadn’t been crawling around on the grass I’d have already finger-fucked her over the edge, but she would have to content herself with my ravenous tongue instead.

Yelena broke apart against my lips with a cry that echoed through the treetops. I stayed right where I was until the trembling of her thighs dissipated.On your back, panther.

She released her legs and I slipped away, stretching out on the grass. The taste of her was still sweet on my tongue when she stepped over me, a foot on each side of my hips before she dropped down to her knees. Yelena curled her fingers into the collar ring and pulled me up. I took every ounce of affection she offered, letting her guide me around by the collar, stealing the taste of herself for her own tongue.

She laid me back down.Hands over your head.

I wrestled against my instincts to expose myself fully to her. The back of my palms hit the grass and Yelena smiled down at me, a goddess in the moonlight.

“So obedient,” she cooed, laughing as I tensed. Yelena walked two of her fingertips up my chest to tap my nose. “So much pride, but you see now what happens when you can let go of it. Say thank you.”

I swallowed hard, uncertain if the words forming on my lips were truly submissive or edging into brat territory. “Thank you, mistress.”

Her grin revealed her fangs. “What a quick study. Now, no touching or the game stops.”

I nearly came out of my own skin when she raised her hips and wrapped her hand around my cock so she could sink down on me. Her moan was sweet, an intoxication I wanted to imbibe in over and over.

The slow roll of her hips had me digging my fingers into the grass. Yelena set a pace that left me breathless. I soaked in her expression, focused on chasing her pleasure. It was almost distracting enough—but not quite—to stop my gaze from sliding to the sway of her breasts as she rode me into the ground, nails sharp against my skin. Each descent had tension coiling tighter.

I wanted to touch her so badly, but not badly enough to put an end to this. However this came to its end, I wanted us both satisfied and eager for the next encounter. All the ways I had played with Logan filled my head. Being on the other side of things was as delicious as it was confusing, a cacophony of sensations and feelings slowly being put to bed the more I surrendered to Yelena’s control.

She drew me just to the edge and paused.

I whimpered.

It took all of my fortitude not to buck my hips up into her to get things going again. Yelena’s sultry laughter had my cock twitching inside her.

“I’ve been waiting for that sound.” She rolled her hips slowly, enough to tease me but not to carry me over the edge. “Do it again.”

The sharp squeeze of her cunt caught me off guard and another traitorous whimper tumbled from my lips.

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