Page 53 of Omega's Reluctant Mate
It was a single word, but it awakened something deep within, and all I could think about was getting his cock into my mouth.
I hooked my fingers into the waistbands of both his pants and boxers and tugged them down until his length popped free. I kissed the side of it before finishing the job of stripping him. Then, all but off the bed myself, I took the opportunity to kick off my own trousers.
Corey had scooted back on the mattress, and I paused to admire his beauty. A blush started on his cheeks, and continued under his chin, down his neck and dusted his shoulders.
Mine…
The alpha possessiveness was strange, but invigorating at the same time. It made me desperate to make my mate scream in pleasure.
I crawled across the bed and between Corey’s open legs, leaning in again to breathe deep the scent of his arousal. I kissed the side of his cock, tonguing the delicate skin until he whimpered with need.
Finally I gave my mate the relief he needed, taking the head between my lips and bobbing, taking a bit more of his cock into my mouth each time until it neared my throat.
It was like an electric jolt went through Corey as he bucked into the heat.
“Fingers…” he gasped. “Inside.”
I made a questioning noise as I continued to suck his cock, which resulted in a shuddering whine from him, and the scratch of his fingernails as he bunched the linens in his hands.
“Need… you…” he explained. “Prep.”
I hummed as I understood, which made him abandon the linens and grab my head with his hands.
I was more than happy to let him fuck my face as it would allow me to focus on what brought him the most pleasure as I pressed one finger inside him.
My gorgeous omega whimpered and whined when I teased my fingers just around his entrance, but moaned when I slid in a second finger and started stretching him.
Then it was like I turbocharged his need as I found his sweet spot.
My awareness snapped to a new focus. I was doing that. This man who meant so much was writhing in pleasure because of me.
“Need…” he begged. “Inside.”
I wanted to make him come, to taste his flavor. But he used his grip in my hair to pull me off his cock.
I stared at him as he fought to catch his breath.
Finally he met my gaze. “I… I want you inside the first time I come for you.”
I froze and bit my lip. “I don’t know how long I’ll last. I’ve never…”
He curled his fingers in my hair and pulled me up into a kiss. “I’m close already, even if you come first, your knot will push me over.”
“Ok.”
I moved to the side so that he could turn over, then growled as he ran a hand over one of his ass-cheeks, making it clear exactly where he wanted me.
I settled between his legs again, running my hands over his ass, noticing how gooseflesh rose in the wake of my touch.
Corey wiggled his ass, and I chuckled, realizing that my mate was getting impatient for me.
I lined myself up, then moaned as I slid inside another man for the first time. The prep and his slick made it easy, but he was tight enough to send sparks of ecstasy dancing through me.
I bottomed out and had to still myself in order to keep some semblance of control.
I still wanted to make it good for Corey.
Once the feeling of needing to knot immediately had passed, I started thrusting, my cock dragging in and out of my mate.
