Page 79 of Choosing Their Omega

“That’s my job,” I tell her, gripping her wrist and tugging her hand away from her pussy. I instantly replace her fingers with my own, pinching and rolling her clit between them until her mouth falls open on a breathy cry.

But before she comes again, I grip her thighs and scoop her up, lifting her easily in my arms. There are so many ways I want to take her, but given where we are and the height difference between us, this will be easiest.

“Wrap your arms and legs around me,” I tell her. “And hold on.”

She does as I instruct, her soft body pressing against mine as she clings to me like a koala. I pin her upper body against the wall, and with her lower body bare, I can feel her pussy right against my shaft. I pulse my hips, sliding my dick through her wet folds and grinding against her clit at the same time, and she tilts her head back, her eyelashes fluttering.

“You’re gonna come just like this,” I tell her, working her against the length of my shaft. “Gonna come all over my cock like a good girl. Get me nice and wet so I can work my way inside that tight little pussy of yours. Even on your heat, I’ll be a lot to take, and I want to make you feel so fucking good.”

“Yes,” she whimpers. “Yes, yes, yes.”

She finds a rhythm along with me, rolling her hips the same way she would if I were actually fucking her, and it only takes a few seconds for her to fall apart again. I can actually feel her clit throbbing against my sensitive length as it pulses with each wave of her climax, and I hold her thighs even tighter as precum drips down my shaft.

“That’s… good.” I grit my teeth, barely suppressing the urge to rut as I lift her higher, positioning her so that my head nudges at her entrance. “Are you ready for me to fuck you?”

“Yes.” She nods, blinking her eyes as her gaze finds mine. Her mouth forms a little O as I start to pull her down onto my length, and I can feel her clench around me. “Oh my god, you really are… big.”

“You can take me,” I say, my tone certain. “You’re doing so well.” Despite the intensity of the situation and the desire raging through me, I feel my lips tug upward on one side in a hint of a grin as I add, “Beside, it’s like I told you. It’s not the size, it’s how you use it. And angel, I’m gonna fucking ruin you.”

Her cheeks flush in response to that, and the perfect little vixen actually braces her hands on my shoulders and shoves herself another few inches lower on my cock, impaling herself more deeply as if to prove she’s up for the challenge.

The feel of her stretching around me like a fucking glove is enough to almost make me forget where we are. I want to fuck her into the wall so hard that we crash right through to the other side, but instead, I drag in another hit of her addictive scent and growl, “I’m only halfway in. You’ll have to do better than that.”

Lily’s gorgeous blue eyes flash like water glinting off the ocean, and she glances downward to where my cock spears her. Then she sets her teeth together, baring them in something almost like a snarl as she rises up a little and drops down on my length again. She’s so wet that despite how tight she is, I slide in without much resistance, and I can’t hold back any longer.

Bracing her against the wall, I punch my hips forward, driving the last several inches of my length into her wet heat as I bury myself to the hilt.

She lets out a guttural groan that’s matched by the one that reverberates in my own chest, and for a long moment, neither of us moves. Our bodies are crushed together, both of us breathing hard, the scents of sex, honeysuckle, and peach surrounding us. I can feel her legs shaking as she struggles to hold on to me, and I adjust my grip on her so that she can let go.

Spreading her thighs wider, I hold her up against the wall as I draw partway out and then slam back in, sheathing myself in her tight pussy all over again.

“You feel…” I thrust again. “So…” Thrust. “Incredible.”

“So… so d-do you.”

Neither of us can catch our breath, and she stammers out the words, her jaw clacking shut with the force of one of my thrusts. Every time I pull out, my body screams in protest, and every time I drive back in, there’s a growing urgency to the movement, as if my cock is desperate to return to the place it knows it belongs.

Inside her. Inside this incredible, sweet, fierce Omega.

“Never knew it could be like this,” I grunt, sweat beading my brow as I pound into her. I feel almost as feverish as she seemed to be earlier, losing myself in the desperate need to rut. “Never knew anything could feel so fucking good.”

“Me neither,” she pants, her hair messy and wild as it falls around her face. Somewhere along the way, she clearly lost another hair clip or two, but she looks fucking gorgeous like this. “Make me come, Knox. Please. I want to come on your cock.”

I know I was the most reluctant to accept Lily when she first came to our house to nanny Ben, but the truth is, I’ve always been helpless to resist her. Hell, that was part of why I was so anxious about hiring her, because I didn’t want to complicate things with the attraction that all of us clearly felt toward her.

The truth is, I’ve been drawn to her from the very beginning, and there’s not a single thing I could deny her. Especially not when she’s begging me like this.

I bend my knees, shifting the angle a bit, and piston my hips over and over until I feel her walls start to ripple around me. It’s the only warning I get before she whisper-screams my name and clenches down hard as she hits her peak.

“That’s it,” I urge, my muscles tense as my hips snap toward hers. “Come for me. Such a good little Omega.”

She cries out my name again, and I muffle the sound with a kiss, sliding my tongue into her mouth as I seal my lips over hers. At the same time, I bury myself to the hilt inside her, and my balls draw up tight as my knot starts to inflate.

“Take it,” I grunt against her lips. “Take all of it.”

And then I’m coming, hard and fast, pulse after pulse of cum flooding her body as my knot locks us tightly together. She squirms, writhing in my arms, and I realize she’s following me over the edge, climaxing again right on the heels of the previous one.

It seems to go on forever, and by the time my cock finally stops jerking, I feel like I’ve emptied myself completely. I know that my Alpha biology will allow me to be hard and ready for her again before long—a shortened refractory time is a common Alpha response to being around an Omega in heat. But for the moment, I feel completely sated, almost weak with it.

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