Page 10 of Sweet Omega
That was a fucking mistake.
“I can’t, Ludiin.”
“Please… just… oh, shit….” Ludiin’s back arched suddenly, his body wracked with a violent shudder. His breath hitched, and he bit down on his lower lip so hard that when he exhaled, a thin trickle of blood welled up against his lip.
“Don’t. You’re going to hurt yourself,” Tarymn said, reaching out without thinking. His thumb brushed against Ludiin’s lip, trying to ease the tension, but the omega was too far gone. He wasn’t listening. Wasn’t thinking. His teeth sank deeper into his lower lip. More blood welled up.
Then without meaning to, Tarymn’s thumb drifted away, and his lips took its place in a soft kiss. What was meant to be soothing, ignited like dry kindling catching fire. Hunger, and raw need surged between them, fierce and impossible to stop. Ludiin moaned into the kiss, dragging Tarymn on top of him.
And Tarymn let him.
He let him clumsily flick his tongue against his lips. Suck on his tongue. Sink his teeth into his bottom lip.
He let him do everything until he felt like he was burning from the inside out. Drowning in Ludiin’s taste. His scent. The soft,desperate moans that curled around him. It took everything he had to pull away. His heart thundered against his ribs, wild and furious, as he stared down at the omega trying to summon the will to walk away.
But he couldn’t.
“Please…don’t stop,” Ludiin begged him again, shamelessly seeking his lips.
“I won’t stop. I’m going to help you. Lie back,” Tarymn said softly as he eased off Ludiin a little to pull the covers between them, his hands gentle even as his heart pounded like a war drum in his chest. The covers were a flimsy barrier, but he needed it. He needed something to remind himself how dangerous this was. How close he was to stepping over the line.
Jaw tight, Tarymn bent down and retrieved the pleasuring bot from the floor, where it had landed with a dull thud when he’d ripped the soaked sheets off the bed. His fingers closed around it, only to recoil slightly. The first touch was wet. Slick with Ludiin’s… juices.
Fuck.
Tarymn swallowed hard, his throat dry. His mind was a mess of chaotic images, spiraling out of control—flashes of the pleasuring bot in Ludiin’s small hand aimed at his…
Fuck.
A low, helpless groan escaped him before he could stop it. The sound made Ludiin stir beneath the covers restlessly. Tarymn clenched his jaw, fighting the desire rising inside him.
“Open your thighs for me,” he forced out as he tunneled his hand beneath the covers, the pleasuring bot gripped tight in his hand.
Ludiin obeyed but then released an impatient huff as the covers restricted his movements. He shoved them aside, sending them tumbling to the floor in a heap. Before Tarymn could react, Ludiin pressed close, burying his face against his chest,his breath warm and unsteady against his skin. His slim arms wrapped around Tarymn’s back as he flung his thighs over his waist.
Tarymn froze, every muscle in his body tensing as he fought against the instinct to push Ludiin’s thighs wider and fuck him.
“You need to let me help you,” Tarymn bit out. Ludiin let out a frustrated breath and dropped his arms with a shaky exhale. “Then hurry.”
“You’re an impatient little thing,” Tarymn murmured, his voice a husky blend of amusement and disbelief as he dipped his head and grazed his teeth lightly over Ludiin’s shoulder before his brain could catch up.Fuck,he thought, heart thudding.I’m losing my damn mind.
“Are you ready?” he asked to cover up his blunder.
Mmmm…Ludiin moaned clutching the pillow beneath his head as if to give his hands something to do.
Tarymn dropped to his side, the bed sinking beneath his weight as if to remind him of what he was about to do.
He could do this without looking, he had to. Just one glance to make sure he was moving in the right direction. But that single glance was a mistake. One look turned into a fucking worship of Ludiin’s gorgeous body.
Tarymn’s eyes trailed down Ludiin’s body, lingering on every part — caressing him with his eyes. From the curve of his hip to his hard cock leaking precum against his stomach, to his porcelain white thighs spread wide.
Waiting. Open. For him.
This was madness.
Carefully, he brought the pleasuring bot to his hole. Pushed in. Then stopped abruptly when Ludiin hissed. His breath a sharp, broken sound against Tarymn’s skin as his arms tightened around the pillow like he was in pain.
Tarymn frowned.
