Page 68 of Lost
He held me all night.While it’s disturbing that I dragged him into one of my dreams, I’m grateful that he pulled me out of it too. His hand on my hip tightens, and I can feel how hard he is against my ass. I guess morning wood really is a thing.
I continue to arch up to kiss his jaw, and then his hazel eyes are looking down on me before they close to kiss me back. His lips are soft and pliant, his tongue hot as he strokes the inside of my mouth.
Moaning, my fingers thread into his wild red hair as I gently pull on it. His answering groan makes my pussy clench as I whimper, his arms already lifting me to follow my body down onto the mattress.
“You don’t ever have to beg for me, baby,” he growls, his body laying carefully over mine. Tyde is holding his weight off me with his arms, his muscles corded and bunching as he makes it look effortless. “Not unless we’ve discussed those terms.”
Swallowing hard at the thought, I run my hands over all of his smooth, bare skin. At some point, he removed his shirt, and I love how much I’m able to touch him. His hips roll against me, and the feel of how hard he is makes me moan.
My perfume is filling the room, and he drops his head to bury his face in my neck and suck on his bite mark. It’s still sensitive as it hasn’t healed yet, and I keen with need.
“Fuck,” he growls. “I want to fuck you, Nova. Do you want my cock?”
“Yes,” I gasp, my feet lifting to push down his joggers. “Right now.”
“Will you consider doing me a favor?” he asks, his hand cupping the back of my head as he kisses my lips again.
“Yes,” I say, not able to remember if there was more to his question.
His sexy, deep chuckle makes me flush as my skin heats, and he kicks off his pants. Shifting his weight so he’s on his knees, his hands push his sweatshirt up my body. He doesn’t know it yet, but I’m stealing it.
I’ll occasionally ask him to wear it just so it’ll still smell like him. That’s not insane, right?
“You can have anything that’s mine,” he promises, his mouth closing over my breast as he crams as much of it as he can inside it. As he begins to suck and bite down, I mewl, my back bowing as pleasure courses through me.
“Ah,” I gasp. “God, please don’t stop.”
His teeth graze over my nipple, making me shudder, and he grins savagely up at me.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, but baby, make sure you scream my name or ‘Alpha’ when you come. Otherwise, I’ll start thinking I’m your God, and I’ll truly be insufferable then.”
My laughter is loud in the small room as he pulls off the sweatshirt and tosses it away.
“Will you get on birth control for me so I can slide inside of you without a condom?” he asks, remembering his question.
My eyes blink owlishly as I realize that we didn’t use a condom during my heat.
“Oh,” I whisper.
“It’s not a big deal if you don’t want to,” he says, his body caging mine as he lays over me.
“No, I just realized we haven’t been using a condom,” I sigh.
“I’m clean, and so are Caleb and Lars. We kind of had that conversation before taking care of you through your heat,” he says, sucking on his bottom lip.
It just makes me think of him sucking on other things, making my body clench as I shiver.
“Dirty minded omega,” he growls, chuckling. “I just wanted to put it out there.”
“You’re right,” I admit, my breath hitching as his hand ghosts over my skin. “I’ll go to the doctor.”
“How about I write you a script?” he suggests. “Only if you want it, though. I don’t want to pressure you either way if you’ve been recently.”
His fingers push inside of my wet entrance, and my eyes roll back with pleasure. It’s hard to continue this conversation, but I don’t think he’s trying to distract me. He just can’t keep his hands off my body.
“I want you,” I sigh. “I’m glad you’re thinking about being responsible…oh fuck.”
“Mmhmm,” he says, his thumb on my clit as he rubs it. “Like I said, I’ll write you a script, baby. Just tell me what kind you want.”
