Page 52 of Omega's Reign

I swing my gaze to Andrew, my whole body retching with my emotions. I sob and throw my arms around him, wanting nothing more than for him to hold me. This is exactly what we wanted. What we needed. I wasn’t sure if Jose would come through for us, and I’m so thankful that he has.

But this isn’t over. Just because my pack is free doesn’t mean anything. Because Spencer is still in power and Hector is still out there.

I can’t fathom going another day knowing that they’re not snuffed out of this existence.

“You don’t have to do this meeting now. We can tell the others what Spencer has done. You need to be somewhere safe and comfortable. The fact that you’re sitting in room, in pain and crying, it hurts me. I feel so useless.” Andrew rubs his hand over my arm, his skin caressing mine igniting fire inside me.

I whimper uncontrollably, burying my face harder against his chest. “I’m okay. We do have to continue with this. It might be my only chance to get within reach of Spencer. I can’t trust the rest of the Pack Regimes either. I need to prove my point.”

“Then let me help ease the ache. Just for a moment. We can’t go in there until you can get yourself together.” Andrew pulls me closer until I’m sitting on his lap, and he engulfs me completely, hugging me so tightly that my trembles disappear.

Easing back only a few inches, he tilts his head and kisses my cheeks, working his way from one to the other, brushing his lips against my sticky tears.

“We’re going to get through this, okay?” Andrew murmurs, tucking my pale blond hair behind my ears. “Just take a few breaths. Our pack is safe. We’re going to take care of everything. But let me take care of you first.”

My mouth trembles and I kiss him, accepting his affection as if it’s the one thing that will revive me. The one thing that will return my strength when my very soul is exhausted.

Gliding my tongue over his, I kiss him deeply, tasting the sugary sweetness of his mouth, craving for more. It’s as if he put a cork on my fear and suppressed it enough to get me to focus on more than my dark thoughts. Now I imagine what it would be like to be with him. How good he would treat me. How amazing I’d feel.

“You smell so good,” I whisper against his lips, rubbing my hands down his broad chest until I reach his belt. His bulge presses against me, his desire clearer than mine.

Andrew eases me off him and onto the couch, kneeling between my legs as I lie vulnerable and aching, the position igniting a feral need.

“I know if you let me, I won’t want to stop. So I’m just going to taste you for a bit. I’m going to ease away your ache with my tongue until I can have you fully and completely.” Andrew’s voice deepens with his lust, and he slowly leans over and hooks his fingers around my waistband, sliding my pants down and pulling them off. My slick dampens my body, and he flares his nostrils, sucking in a deep breath of my scent.

His muscles flex and move, his veins cording like ropes in his arms, traveling up his neck where his jaw remains tight as he clenches his teeth. I’m sure it takes everything in him not to rip his clothes off to sink inside me.

“I need more,” I whisper, my voice coming out as a whine I can’t control.

He closes his eyes and swallows, resting his palms on my knees, his hot skin igniting a delectable fire across my skin that travels to my very core. “I know, Holly. And I want to. But we need to just help you with your pain. Just hold onto the fact that when this is over, you’re mine.”

I smile at his words, my heart lifting with his affection. I never imagined I’d have another alpha outside of Beckett, and it feels so incredible to be loved even more than I already am. I’m so grateful to my pack for knowing what I needed before I even knew for myself. I love that we are building something incredible and that we will fight to keep it. To make it better. People will try to stop us, but we won’t allow anyone to get in our way.

“Speak up if you like something or don’t. I’m here for you. This is about your pain and pleasure. Your body, mind, and soul,” Andrew continues, slowly tugging down my panties until I’m left half-naked and exposed before him.

I squirm under his attention and arch my back, lifting my hips, my body begging for him to continue. He starts slowly, kissing my knee and working his way up my leg and to my thigh. The sensation sends explosions over me, his lips like a detonator, setting my body off.

I close my eyes, focusing on the sensation of his mouth, his tongue gliding across my folds until he spreads them open and flicks his tongue over my clit. I gasp and shut my thighs, squeezing his head between my legs. He doesn’t stop, purring at my reaction. There’s something about the way he holds me still that gets to me in a good way. His scent wafts around me, turning me on even more. God, his mouth feels so good, his lips pursing over my body as he gently sucks my clit into his mouth, massaging it with his tongue. Bringing his hand up, he slides it inside me, in and out, rubbing my inner wall until tingles burst across my insides, intensifying the pleasure he’s awakened inside me.

“Don’t stop,” I murmur, combing my fingers through his hair, rocking my hips a bit to feel his hand more inside me. He slides in a second finger, the pressure building in intensity. I wonder what it would be like if he climbed on top of me. If he were to knot with me.

My eyes roll back at the fantasy, my muscles spasming as the ache pulses into undeniable bliss, my orgasm ripping a scream from my mouth.

“Fuck!” It’s the only word my mouth thinks to say, whole body clenching, my legs tightening even more. Andrew would allow me to suffocate him with my thighs if it were possible, but he manages to shift his mouth just a bit, letting me ride the wave before returning right back to my clit, licking it with a bit more pressure now.

“That feels so good,” I whimper, knowing that he plans on giving me another one. He wants to guarantee that the ache goes away for at least a little while. At least until we get through the meeting with the Pack Regimes.

My slick wets his face, the scent of our mingling desire permeating the air in a way that pebbles my nipples, and I rub my palms over my breasts, wanting to feel every sensation. Every ounce of pleasure.

I can only imagine how intense this will be when I go into full-blown heat. It’s almost unimaginable. My body already feels wild and insatiable. It takes everything in me not to beg him to fuck me. To give me his knot. To feel what it’s like to be bound to him in a moment of intimacy. A moment of bonding that will tie us together.

Because I know Andrew is different. He wants me on the same level as the Silversteins. He plans to claim me the same way, promising me forever.

And that’s exactly what I want.

Drawing his fingers inside of me, he presses against my wall, sending waves of electricity coursing through my body, zinging to my fingertips and my toes, to the top of my head and between my legs. I stiffen, my whole existence trembling with good anticipation, the orgasm even more intense, my body releasing all my pent-up emotions.

I squirt across his face, my slick soaking him in a way he clearly enjoys. Lapping his tongue across my skin, he tastes me, savoring exactly what he does to me.

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