Page 89 of Sweet Omega
Tarymn suddenly shoved Ludiin’s pants along with his underclothes to his knees.
“If you play with fire, you’ll get burned,” Tarymn rumbled, his voice a low growl that vibrated against Ludiin’s skin as he dragged his lips across his cheek, trailing heat up to the delicate shell of his ear. Ludiin gasped, his breath hitching violently. The heat spread, licking down his spine and settling low in his belly. His hole pulsed, slick dripping down his thighs as Tarymn bent him over the basin.
Ludiin fumbled, his hands slipping as he grabbed the edge of the basin with trembling fingers. Forcing himself to stay still, he dragged air into his lungs in ragged pulls.
Behind him, Tarymn dropped to his knees. The world seemed to freeze, the silence thick and pulsing.
Tarymn mumbled something, low, unintelligible, like a curse meant only for himself. His hands clamped down on Ludiin’s ass cheeks, thumbs pressing into his crack as he spread them wide. Opening him up.
“Madness,” Tarymn muttered, this time Ludiin heard him. The word laced with frustration and something else as he guided Ludiin backward to his waiting mouth.
The first touch of Tarymn’s mouth on his hole was jarring and electric.
Fuck,Ludiin hissed, his fingers clawing the edge of the basin for something to anchor him. His knees buckled, the world flashing white behind his closed eyes as pleasure surged through his body. He bit down hard on the inside of his cheek to keep from making a sound. Terrified that even the faintest sound might shatter the moment, snap Tarymn out of whatever fevered haze had taken hold of him. The sound tore from his throat anyway. And that single, broken cry seemed to light a fire in Tarymn.
Tarymn ate him out like he was starving.
It was savage, chaotic. Yet, it felt so good.
Ludiin gasped for air, his chest rising in sharp, uneven bursts as his mind struggled to catch up with his body. Nothing about this felt like what had happened between them before, it was raw, dizzying.
Tarymn delved deeper, burrowing his tongue into his hole until Ludiin felt him all the way in.
He lost his mind when he started to fuck him with his tongue. Every thrust pushing him to the edge. His chest constricted, lungs refusing to work. Pleasure twisted through him, wild and electric, and then…
He was coming.
“Aahhmmm,” he moaned rocking back into Tarymn’s mouth as cum shot out of his cock. His fingers dug into the edge of the basin, the cold metal biting into his palms as pleasure flooded his veins.
It felt so good. Ludiin never wanted it to stop.
But then it stopped. Tarymn pulled away, and the sudden absence of his tongue, of his warmth was jarring. The loss hit Ludiin like cold water on the face, leaving him momentarily disoriented, his body aching for a few seconds ago.
It was over then, Ludiin thought as he tried to straighten, but his legs trembled beneath him.
“Don’t ever do that again. When I tell you to fucking stop, you stop,” Tarymn growled against his ear. Then, light flooded the room. Just as suddenly as he’d come, he was gone.
Ludiin blinked, his chest tightening with a familiar ache. The sting of rejection washed over him again, reopening wounds he thought had begun to heal.
You stupid fool!Ludiin snapped at himself as he pulled his pants up and tried to put himself together, but his body refused to cooperate. Every nerve felt frayed, his hands trembling as he splashed more water on his face. He caught sight of his reflection and gasped. He looked utterly ravaged. His eyes were red-rimmed, cheeks flushed, lips swollen from the kiss that lingered on his skin like a brand. Dragging in a steadying breath, he smoothed hands over his face trying to compose himself and erase what happened in that washroom moments ago. But he couldn’t.
His skin still buzzed.
Ludiin gave his head a sharp shake, willing the madness away, and stepped out of the washroom. He pulled out his connector, thumb hovering over Luci’s code, but froze when he spotted them coming through the door with Hym leading the way, cutting through the crowd like he was on a mission. His eyes landed on him first.
“Ludiin, are you okay. I…” He trailed off as he turned to look at Luci and Jamue.
Luci’s brows furrowed. “Why are you here? Hym said you were here, but I didn’t believe him. What happened with Baron?”
Ludiin stiffened.
His gaze flicked to Hym, suspicion prickling beneath his skin. Had Tarymn connected with him? Told him where to find him?
“How did you know he was here?” Jamue asked, eyes narrowing on Hym.
Hym opened his mouth, visibly struggling for an answer. But then Ford appeared beside Ludiin, cutting off the tension with his smooth voice.
“There you are,” he said, placing a hand lightly on Ludiin’s back. “I’ve been looking for you. Are you okay? You were in there a long time.”
