He was human and as much as my wolf wanted to bust out and prance around, that wouldn’t happen. I wasn’t sure what my beast’s deal was, but he needed to simmer down.
“Yeah. Let’s do that.” He pulled his bottom lip in with his teeth and it was all I could do not to thrust out my tongue and lick around his mouth.
If things had been normal, I’d have taken him to my place. But nothing in my life was normal, so I had to fork over what little money I had for a hotel or admit I had no plan in place.
“Is this motel okay?” I asked as his friend stared at us, his eyes wide as saucers. No, he was looking past us at my car. “My place is too far and I need you naked now.” I outstretched my hand and brushed my fingertips over his cheek. He shivered and his eyes grew dark.
“The closer, the better.” He placed his hand over mine. “I got this. Stay here.”
He went inside and seconds later emerged with a key. “Let’s go.”
I should’ve offered money, but all I could think of was getting him naked. And really, I didn’t have any cash on me. Not that I had much to spare but I did have the money from the paintings I’d sold. That was supposed to be for emergencies but this was an emergency of the very best kind.
We stumbled past numbered doors, me following his lead while tugging at his shirt. Getting the key to work was another matter altogether. “Stupid key,” he grumbled.
“I got you.” I fit my hand over his and jiggled away until the metal slipped into place, the door finally opening.
The room smelled like mold and chemicals. My wolf hated it. I did too, but there was no way I was giving up alone time with him just because the room stunk.
We hadn’t fully made it inside and he slammed his lips to mine and my world tilted on its axis. I might only have this one time with him, but gods was I going to make it a moment to remember. I kicked the door closed and pulled him close.
He sighed, opening his mouth, seeking more, his hands grabbing my ass, his hips grinding against me. His cock was pressed against my crotch, the denim keeping us too far apart. Our clothing needed to be gone already.
I fumbled with his shirt, needing it off while his tongue darted around my mouth, dueling and dancing with my own while his hands squeezed my butt. His scent was distracting andcombined with the musky aroma of slick, my head was spinning, my eyes glazed. I was lucky my brain remembered to breathe.
“Off,” I mumbled into his mouth and he took a small step back.
“I can’t fucking wait to see you naked.” He had his shirt and jeans off in record time as I watched him in the mostly dark room. Unlike my human, I could see clearly and did I fucking like what I saw? Oh yeah!
I wanted to lick every inch of him. And I would, but first I needed to join him in naked bliss. Even my own clothing proved a challenge, my eyes not wanting to leave his long hard cock for the second it took to pull my shirt over my head.
“I need a taste,” I dropped to my knees, the carpet just sticky enough to remind me why I should’ve brought him over to the bed, but not sticky enough to have me pause. “I’m going to make you come so hard you forget your name.”
It was a vow. One I planned to keep and repeat often if we were lucky enough to see one another again.
I licked my lips, looking up at him while making sure he could feel my breath on his length. “Don’t hold back.”
“I won’t. I don’t think I could, even if I tried.” He whimpered and raked his nails over my scalp. “You feel so good.”
Gods, he was fucking perfect.
“When I come, I want you in my ass.” His breathy voice and the way he angled his hips had my heart speed up and my cock engorge.
“I think I can arrange that.” I brought all my attention back to his delicious dick. I licked it, sucked it, swallowed it, and jerkedit, making sure that I never let the pressure get too intense. If he wanted to wait to come until I fucked him, I would make that happen.
What had begun as a plan to make him explode quickly turned into edging with me bringing him to the brink and pulling back. And while I liked watching him get so close only to be denied, we didn’t have all day. Maybe we had ten minutes. If we had hours, I’d have enjoyed exploring this side of him. He seemed to love coming so close to his orgasm before being denied. His moans, his hands grabbing my hair, the way his hips moved of their own accord…this man was freaking perfection.
“It’s time we move this to the bed.” I stood up and placed my hands on his shoulders. The room was microscopic, and we were but a couple of steps from the bed. “I want to bend you over and slam into you over and over again. Do you want that omega?”
I was afraid if I looked him in the eyes while we made love, I would become too attached. As if I weren’t already.
“More than my next breath.” He leaned over, his chest and hands on the mattress.
I tapped the inside of his thighs, and he spread his legs.
“I need you inside me,” he begged.
“And you shall have me.” I spread his cheeks with my hands and circled his slick entrance with my tongue. His body jiggled, presumably with suppressed emotion. I’d promised I’d be inside him. I hadn’t specified which part of me and when my tongue lapped at his entrance, my fingers joined in the action until his pleading signaled he was too close to blowing his load. If we only had this one time, I was going to make sure it was a time he’d remember.
