Page 25 of Omega's Runaway Love
He whined and thrust back against me, panting and gripping the covers in his hands. “Please,” he begged.
I was too close, and the pleading tone from my mate was enough to spur me on. I changed my angle until he cried out with every thrust, the head of my cock hitting his sweet spot each time. Then he came, his ass squeezing my cock and begging for my seed.
I fucked him hard, prolonging his pleasure for as long as I could, then I couldn’t hold back any longer. I plunged myself deep while my knot swelled and locked us together, then, with my beautiful new make moaning in fresh ecstasy I sunk my teeth into the back of his neck.
Zaya screamed and came again as the bond took hold, while I roared through the best orgasm of my life.
Then it was quiet.
My whole body tingled with lingering pleasure, and my omega trembled beneath me.
I released the bite, then kissed around it. The mark was fresh, but he already bore it so well. Then I carefully maneuvered us onto our sides so I could spoon him until my knot went down.
My fingers drifted to his middle, where hopefully my seed would soon take root.
Zaya wove his fingers with mine. “I know it sounds crazy, we just met today, but… I already love you.”
I smiled and kissed behind his ear. “I love you too, omega mine. And it’s not crazy, it’s fate.”
“I guess so.”
“Sleep for a bit, gorgeous. If we really want to make sure I get you pregnant tonight, then you’re going to need a few more knots.”
He hummed happily. “That sounds like a perfect plan.”
The feel of him falling asleep in my arms for the first time was something I knew I wouldn’t forget for the rest of my life.
*
Soft blue light filtered in through the tall windows, marking our first day as a mated pair, and it was already perfect with my knot in Zaya’s ass for either the fourth or fifth time since we’d arrived at the house the night before.
A phone chimed, and he shifted slightly in my arms. “Can you reach my pants?”
I managed to snag his pants with my foot and dragged them up until I could pull his phone from a pocket. “Stood up a hot date?” I teased.
He laughed. “Probably my brother trying to reach me. I kinda pulled a disappearing act on my parents the other day, and my phone has been on airplane mode since so that they can’t call. But my brother knows which apps to text me on.”
Zaya read the message, chuckled, and sent a response. Then he handed me the phone. “Can you take a selfie showing off your mark? I don’t think I’ll be able to get a good angle.”
“For your brother?”
He laughed. “That, and I can’t wait to post it. I’m sure I’ll lose some followers who were only thirsty alphas. But I just want the world to know that I’ve finally found my mate.”
“Followers?”
Zaya looked over his shoulder to meet my gaze. “Yeah. Didn’t we talk about it?”
I thought back to the night before and shook my head.
He was silent, then shrugged. “I guess we didn’t talk about our jobs. I’m a travel influencer.”
Something stuck. Isaiah… Travel influencer… Chicago… Disappearing act…
“Zaya?” I asked.
“Hmm?”
“What’s your last name?”
