Page 108 of Stream Heat
He reached between us, fingers finding my clit, and the overstimulation was blinding. I came again, writhing, helpless, every nerve on fire while he rutted through it, his knot dragging inside me with every shallow grind.
I hooked my legs around him, pulling him impossibly closer, desperate for more. “I love you,” I stuttered. “Reid, I love you so much.”
He faltered, just enough that I noticed, then found a new rhythm. Deeper. Harder. All with his knot still stretching me.
“Say it again,” he whispered, wrecked.
“I love you.”
He thrust harder, lost in it. “God, Kara. Been dreaming of this. Of you. For months.”
We were both close, I could feel it in the way his thrusts stuttered, in the frantic tightness winding through me.
“Touch yourself,” he rasped, voice almost gone.
I reached for my clit, fingers shaking, and barely circled it more than a few times before I shattered. The orgasm hit me full force, violent and blinding. My whole body clamped around him, and I screamed his name.
Reid broke with me, hips snapping, cock pulsing as he came, everything pouring into me. He bit down on my neck, not hard enough to claim me, but hard enough that I knew he wanted to.
We collapsed together, a mess of sweat and tangled limbs, both of us breathing like we’d just barely survived something.
He kissed me, soft at first, then everywhere, the side of my face, my jaw, my shoulder. Like he needed to memorize me with his mouth.
“I’ve never felt anything like that,” I said, still shaking.
Reid’s fingers skated down my spine, gentle now. “Me either. That wasn’t instinct. That was us.”
He pulled me close, so close there was no space left, and for once, I wanted it. I wanted him. As we lay in the dark, skin stickyagainst skin, I knew I’d never let myself forget the way he looked at me. The way he touched me. The way, just for a moment, nothing else in the world mattered.
We didn’t speak for a while. Just held on, letting our hearts slow, our bodies tangle together in the dark.
And after a bit, Reid pressed a kiss to the place on my neck where a bondmark might go, but he didn’t bite. Not yet.
But the promise was there all the same.
I rested my forehead against his. I could have stayed like that, breathing him in, forever. “Reid, I want you to know…what I feel? It’s real, too. Not just gratitude. Not biology. It's a choice. I choose you. I love you. I didn’t just say that because I was horny.”
He grinned, but there was steel behind it. “And I choose you. No matter what happens when the story hits, no matter what comes next, I love you.”
Voices drifted up from the kitchen, reminding us of the food we’d abandoned. There probably wasn’t any of it left now between Theo and Ash. The two of them could eat like there was a whole army inside them.
“Ready for the aftershock?” Reid asked, taking my hand in his and kissing my knuckles.
“Ready,” I answered, meaning it more fully than I had in weeks. There was bound to be some kind of reaction to Reid and I having sex, I just wasn’t sure what exactly it would be. I had to trust in the pack though.
“Reid, before we go down, I need you to know…” I paused and took a deep breath before the rest of the thought came out in a rush of words. “I want the others too. I want all of you. I know that’s selfish of me, I know that I’m messing with the pack dynamics, but I can’t help it. I only feel complete when you’re all around me.”
“I know. We all do. And we all want you. You’re our Omega, Kara.” His words sent a spike of lust through me. His nostrils flared and a wicked grin curved his lips. “You like that? You want to be this pack’s Omega and be worshipped by all of us? Because that’s what you’re going to get.”
I nodded and swallowed hard. It wasn’t something I could allow myself to put into words, not yet, at least. But now that I was accepting the fact that I was an Omega, and learning to live with that biology, I wanted to betheirOmega.
When we got down to the kitchen Theo, Jace, Ash, and Malik were all already there, devouring the grilled cheese sandwiches that Reid had made before we got distracted. I had no doubt that they’d been drawn by the smell of food and the knowledge that the world was about to change and we were all in the blast radius.
“How’d the interview go?” Malik asked, biting into a sandwich like it might bite him back if he didn’t act fast. All of their gazes darting between me and Reid and no doubt taking in the scent of sex that clung to us both. I really should have showered before I came downstairs. Though something in me bristled at the idea of washing Reid’s scent off, and I knew he would feel the same way. He may not have claimed me with a bite, but he had claimed me in every other way that mattered.
“Really well,” I told him, keeping my hand where it was, in Reid’s. I didn’t care if the others noticed or not. “Sarah dug deep, but she was fair. I think the piece will open some eyes about what was actually happening in the industry.”
“When do they run it?” Theo wanted to know, though his gaze was locked on my hand in Reid’s.
