Page 30 of Wild Omegas
He does, leaving nothing untouched. Tension leaves my body. I melt under his tongue’s movements. My hips rock against his mouth. His fingers slide down my hip and enter me three wide. It’s been two days now since my pack and I made love in Luke’s truck bed. I’m no longer sore from two knots atonce, so this feels like everything my body’s been craving in the meantime.
Slick coats my thighs under Brook’s ministrations. My orgasm rushes toward me, my toes curling at Brooks’s back as he makes me cum. I do and throw my head back against the shower wall. My hips arch into his face which he greedily accepts as he laps up my slick.
When Brooks emerges he lifts me up off the floor and presses my back against the shower wall. His hips support me as he lines his cock up with my entrance.
“Josie?” he asks. Permission.
I hold his face. “Yes. Please, god, yes.”
Brooks slowly pierces me, filling me inch by wide inch until he’s fully seated inside me. We both let out a breathy moan as he sinks inside.
“God, you feel so good,” he whispers. “I want you like this forever.”
“I need you,” I gasp. Because it’s true. Suddenly, it’s all so damn true. I wiggle my hips a little.
Brooks obliges. He pulls out and slams back home, sending my back pressing hard against the tile. I don’t care. Everything that’s not the feeling of Brooks inside me slips free from my mind. He finds a steady rhythm that rocks against the most sensitive parts while I whimper and moan and fall apart in his hold. I claw at his back as pleasure ripples through me.
“Fuck, angel,” Brooks whispers.
I tug at his hair with one hand while the other is still on his back. “Please give me your knot, Brooks. I need it.”
And it is aneed. Not the same kind of need like lust. It’s deeper. It’s like my heat is coming early.
I can feel his knot swelling against my entrance. Brooks nods and works it slowly inside. I’ve had it before but my body needs a moment to readjust to the fullness before Brooks is at it again,teasing us both to orgasm. Mine threatens to crash into me as Brooks’s cock throbs inside me. I cum as his body tenses.
“No condom,” he says a little too late.
Maybe I should’ve said something sooner. “Pill.”
Relief washes through his eyes. He slams into me one more time and spills his seed. A coarse groan escapes his lips. He still holds me up, pinned against the wall by his hips, but his head lowers with relief between my shoulder and neck as he recovers.
When we’re both breathing normally again and his knot has deflated, he pulls out and sets me back on the ground. The water rinses us off but the steam has grown to immeasurable levels now despite the water starting to run cold.
I brush his cheek with my fingers as he stares down at me with… love in his eyes. That’s definitely love. The warmth there, the care.
Brooks washes my body again to clean off our slick and cum, and then we exit the shower and dry off.
“I’ll make dinner tonight,” Brooks suggests.
My brow creases. “It’s okay, I love cooking.”
He puts a finger under my chin and lifts it up. He smiles. “I know. But you need to be spoiled, too. Rest up. I’ll see you at dinner.”
I can’t stop the grin on my face from spreading from ear to ear. My heart feels like it might burst in all the best ways. “Okay.” And then I raise an eyebrow. “Think you and the others will want dessert though?” I wink at him.
“Oh,” Brooks says as he ducks out the door clad in only a towel wrapped around his waist. “I’m sure of it.”
He leaves me alone and I focus on getting ready for whatever dinner Brooks might want. It takes me until I’ve dried my hair, pulled on clothes, and dived into my bed to “rest” as ordered when I realize it.
The pillows arranged around me in a circle. The new paintings in the room, the new plants.
The comfy blankets. Electric candles and an essential oil diffuser.
I didn’t just make myself at home here in this bedroom. I’ve made a nest.
My heat is definitely coming.
CHAPTER 16
