Page 46 of Omega's Pretend Mate
“Thanks mama.”
She stood, leaned in and kissed my forehead. “Don’t spend too much time worrying, ok? You’re going to be on your honeymoon, and that’s when you need to connect with your new husband.”
I nodded as Christian took my hand again. “We will.”
∞∞∞
We were alone in my house, my parents and grandparents having decided to head to a hotel rather than stay another night with us.
The next morning Christian and I would be on a plane headed to Bali for our honeymoon, but I didn’t want to wait for him to bond and breed me.
“All the doors and windows are closed and locked,” Christian said, stepping into the bedroom.
I strode to him, and sighed contentedly as he opened his arms for me.
“Do you wanna go to sleep?” he asked, dragging his lips across my hair. “We’ve got an early morning.”
I shook my head.
“What do you want to do?”
I took a deep breath, still not quite convinced that this was real, then ground my erection against his leg. I pulled him in for a kiss.
“Make me your omega,” I breathed. “Mark me, alpha, knot me and fill me so that your seed takes root.”
There was a sharp intake of breath, and for one terrifying second I worried that he’d refuse, then he grabbed my ass and pulled my hips flush against his, where his cock was hard against me.
I moaned, slick easing from me, as he plunged his tongue into my mouth.
We lingered, tasting each other, finally relishing in the warmth of the other’s embrace. Then Christian stepped back, trailing his hands down the front of my suit.
“It was like a dream when I saw you walk down the aisle,” he murmured, unbuttoning the jacket. “Even when I thought it was just for a year, I knew I was a lucky alpha.”
A soft whoomp as the jacket slid off my arms and onto the floor.
“Then it was a nightmare,” he continued, loosening my tie. “For a moment, I thought that even that year would be taken from me, that I was no longer needed now that you had everything.”
“I still wanted you,” I whispered.
He kissed me softly, then dragged the tie through my collar before working on the buttons. “When you accepted my proposal for real, it was like I was lifted on wings of pure joy. I wouldn’t have to give you up.”
He slid my shirt off my shoulders, where it fell and joined my coat and tie on the floor. Then he leaned in and kissed across my collarbone. “I can’t wait to have you in my arms every morning, to fall asleep at night with you nestled beside me, and for me to prove every day that I’m the alpha you deserve.”
I pulled him up and into another kiss. “I’m the lucky one, alpha-mine.”
I attacked his clothes, scrambling to remove them as quickly as possible without damage. I needed to feel his skin against mine.
“I’d decided to cherish every moment with you,” I said, feeling his strong muscles under the fabric.
His jacket joined the pile of fabric at our feet. “I knew I’d never find another alpha as perfect for me as you, and I felt doubly selfish in both you helping me, and in keeping you to myself for that year. But the thought of stopping things hurt.”
I tugged his tie free. “I wanted more, so much more, but I already felt that I’d been asking too much, and that after what I’d asked of you, that I didn’t deserve it.”
“You didn’t ask anything that I wouldn’t have willingly given,” he replied, brushing his lips across my cheek. “I’ve been enthralled with you since the beginning.”
My hands trailed down his chest, opening buttons along the way. “When you proposed that second time, part of me wondered if I was dreaming. How was it possible for me to get everything I wanted? But there you were, and once again I was selfish.”
I ran my hands back up the strip of bare skin to push his shirt off, then my eyes met his. “I’m going to continue to be selfish, alpha-mine. I’m going to take every touch, every kiss, and ask for more, because it will never be enough.”
