Page 15 of The Omega Lesson

“You want that, too?” I manage to ask. “You want to be part of a pack?”

He tilts my head back, his lips so close to mine I can taste honey on my tongue. The car is growing hazy, and I can feel his heat all around me. I still have my hand pressed to his chest, and there’s something so erotic about the frantic beat of his heart. Especially when those midnight eyes pin me to my seat and he says, “I should give you fair warning, Lexi. I need Ben, he needs Mattie, and I think you need all three of us. We can be four sides of something special.”

I should pull back. He makes it sound so simple, but I know there’s a lot more to it than that. For starters, I still haven’t talked to Mattie about last night. He said he wants me to be his alpha once he graduates, but what does that mean right now? Would he be upset if he knew I was here with Jack? They’re clearly good friends, so would he feel jealous, or would he be happy? And what about Ben? Jack is his mate, even if they haven’t got around to bites and bonds yet. Would he drag me out of the car by my ankles? Or would he want to climb inside and join us?

I groan, feeling a hundred different things at once. But my head is too full of Jack to wait any longer. “I want to kiss you, too.”

And then the time for conversation – and rational thought – is gone. Because his tongue is in my mouth, my heart is in my ears, and I’m melting into the leather seat.

Jack

Kissing Lexi is a revelation. And not because she’s the only woman I’ve tasted since my teens. I’ve been in love with Ben for so long, those first fumbling kisses with girls in dark corners have long since faded from my mind. But even if I’d committed them to memory, I don’t think they ever felt likethis. I don’t know if it’s Lexi’s alpha juice, our chemistry, or just her, but I’m addicted.

And then things kick up a notch.

“I love you in a tux,” she murmurs against my mouth. “But I really need to feel your skin.”

My dick jerks and I slide her hand to my neck. “Start on my bowtie. If I want something to choke me, I’ll use your fingers.”

She’s clearly picturing that, because her pupils blow wide. It’s like watching her alpha swim up at me through their inky depths and my cock starts to leak in my pants.

Which, of course, sends more of my perfume into the air, and she pulls the tie apart with a few hard yanks. When she’s done, she tosses it on the floor and palms my throat, her hand like warm silk as it presses tight. “God, your neck is gorgeous.”

My omega instantly responds to the possessive touch, and I arch my back. “Feel free to lick it if you want.”

She obliges, her tongue flicking over my pulse before she sucks it into her mouth. My hips jerk, and we both groan. “God, you even taste like honeycomb,” she whispers, running her nose up and down my neck. “What kind of moisturiser do you use?”

“None. It’s all me.”

I sound so smug, we both laugh, and then she dives in for another kiss. It’s hot and needy, my head swimming at the way her tongue battles mine.

“But what about you?” I demand when we finally break apart, her vanilla bean flavour thick on my tongue. “You taste so sweet, but with a spicy edge. Why aren’t you locked up for being so delicious?”

Instead of laughing, she slides across my lap, her warmth pressing down on my straining cock. My smirk is gone in an instant, her thumbs sweeping over my cheeks as her eyes bore into mine. “I want to lockyou, Jack.”

I groan, my hips jerking up in invitation. A decade of hiding what I am means I know fuck all about being with an alpha female. But I am so ready to learn. “I want you to ride me, alpha.”

Using his designation always gets a rise out of Ben, and it seems to tip Lexi over the edge, too.

“Oh, God. Please. Yes.” She grabs my hands and presses them to her thighs. Her skin is scorching hot, but it’s the lace under my fingers that makes me pant. She’s wearing stockings, the kind with the lacy tops. I fucking love those things, even though I’m pretty sure I never gave them a thought before today.

I slide my hands up to her matching undies, gathering moisture as I go. Fuck, she’s soaked. “Is this for me, alpha? Are you dripping for my cock?”

I’ve always had a filthy mouth, honed from years of phone sex with Ben. But my dirty talk is usually calculated. I love to edge him, building to a climax and leaving him hanging until he’s cursing me out. But my own words have never made me whimper like this. “I want to taste you. Can I lick up all your wetness, alpha?”

She gasps, but rises up to wiggle out of her soaked undies. I yank the zipper on her dress down enough to expose the tops of her breasts and the long line of her back, but there’s nothing seductive about my actions. I’m like a starving man tearing at the cling wrap that’s keeping him from his feast.

“I need you, Jack!” She’s panting in my ear as we both work on my pants. I almost yelp as I spring free, the head of my dick dark red and soaked with slick. She groans as she breathes in my scent, her fingers swirling through the mess. Another spurt leaks out of my slit as she stuffs her fingers in her mouth. “Fuck, I want to suck you, but I need you inside me,” she gasps. “I can’t wait to lock you down, Jack.”

My head reels at the combination of hormones and dirty talk. I wanted to tasteher. To take my time getting to know her body and the delicious wetness pooling in my lap. But we’re both caught up in a storm of need, and I don’t question it as I grab her hip, my other hand tight around my cock as I angle it between her folds. My slick is everywhere, and even though I’ve done a poor fucking job of getting her ready, the head slips straight in.

She’s hot and wet and perfect.

“Fuck, love. So good! Can you take more?”

I’m still holding the base of my shaft, but Lexi makes a shuddering sound and slams herself down on my length. The stretch makes both of us cry out, my hands flying to her waist. But if there’s pain, she ignores it, her hips flexing and rolling as she grinds on my cock.

Holy shit.She’s tearing kisses from me, her hands buried in my hair. I dig my nails into the leather seat beside me, my toes curling in my shoes as she rides me for all she’s worth.

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