Chapter 11
Wren
“ W ake up, baby,” Devon’s gentle voice washed over me in the most calming way. My eyelids fluttered open as he tucked me closer to his side. The warmth of his body was almost as soothing as his voice.
“I could get used to waking up like this,” I husked as I focused on the sexy omega next to me.
Last night was insane and by the time we made it home, he simply dragged me to his nest and we relaxed under the twinkle lights with snuggles and talking. It was this cozy burst of blue ombre that reminded me of the sky on a clear spring day.
I never realized things could be this easy. It felt like we’d known each other for years, talking until our words slurred with sleep and we passed out.
“Good, because I’m not sure I can ever sleep alone again,” he said as he buried his nose in my hair, breathing me in. “You smell even better in the morning.”
The longing in his voice had my chest aching. I didn’t want to voice my hope that when my omega was awakened that we’d be true scent matches. The last thing either of us wanted was heartbreak.
Whatever we were was enough. This felt right.
“Nash texted that he wanted to take us out for breakfast and a drive. Something about spoiling his omegas,” he hummed, a happy little smile on his face as he pulled back.
“I like the sound of that,” I said as I forced myself to sit up. If I stayed in his warm arms and cozy nest there was no way I’d be able to get up and get ready.
Before I could fully sit I was being yanked back down, laughing as he pinned me under him, refusing to let me go.
“No, I’m not ready,” he grumbled, his husky voice no longer just because of sleep. With him over me like this, pinned to his nest, my brain was no longer thinking about getting up to shower.
His lips found my neck, brushing featherlight kisses over my exposed skin. I shivered at the ghostly touches, goosebumps erupting on my skin as I melted into his attention.
How long had it been since anyone teased me like this? Hell, the answer would be never. Most of the men I’d dated in the past weren’t the romantic types and… well, I wasn’t going to think about the ones who took what I never offered.
A nip at my ear had my thoughts fading away.
“Stay out of that gorgeous head of yours,” he ordered. “Though, tell me if I should stop. Otherwise, I think an orgasm or two could be an amazing start to our day.”
Was I ready for that? He paused, giving me a chance to say no or back out.
Not a single reason to hold back came to mind.
“I think that sounds perfect,” I reassured him. He looked up, flashing me a grin before capturing my lips in a possessive kiss. I had a feeling that Devon was the type of omega who got what he wanted. “I was tested twice, just so you know.”
“Me, too,” he promised with a smile that said he wasn’t worried in the least.
How did I get so lucky?
“Let me see you,” Devon demanded, helping drag my shirt off, leaving me in just my lacy panties. “Gorgeous. I knew it.”
He was so sure of it, the confidence in his tone loud and clear.
“These have to go.” His fingers hooked in the band before dragging my panties free so I was completely bare to him. “This scent is for me.”
Again, pure confidence. He thought we were mates, too, my scent was just muted along with my omega.
I wanted that more than anything.
Devon dipped down, capturing my hard nipple in his mouth as his fingers teased the other. He gave attention to each, every teasing bite and soothing swirl of his tongue had slick forming.
My heart pounded in my chest. I hadn’t had much slick since my omega went dormant.
Yet here was this omega, making me wet for him without trying.
Devon didn’t simply work me up, he worshipped me. He took his time as he moved lower, savoring the taste of my skin with open mouthed kisses, ran his nose over me, making me shiver.
Every single touch from him felt reverent. I’d never felt so desired in my life.
My eyes drifted closed as I soaked in his attention and focused on the feel of his mouth on me.
Finally he settled between my thighs, a low groan rumbling out of him as he ran his nose along the sensitive flesh around my pussy.
“So damn intoxicating, baby. Look at you glistening for me,” he praised, hands pushing my thighs even wider so I wasn’t just exposed to him, but obscenely so. His eyes were locked on me, his teeth clamped on his bottom lip as he drank in the sight of me.
“Devon,” I whimpered as the cool air teased over me. He smirked at me before blowing a gentle breath over me. My core clamped around emptiness at the teasing puff of air.
“You’re lucky I’m an impatient man, baby, or I’d spend all day committing this beautiful sight to memory.”
“You can have it anytime you want,” I promised, practically pleading with him. “Just touch me, Devon.”
“I like the way you say my name,” he confessed, meeting my gaze. Those gorgeous, brown eyes of his were like molten chocolate, warm and rich, pulling me in and reassuring me that this was right.
He broke our moment as he pressed his tongue to my clit, resting there for a beat before teasing his tongue through my slick. My fingers curled in his hair, clinging to those soft waves as he speared his tongue into my core.
Devon was a greedy lover, like he couldn’t get enough of my taste he was devouring me. His soft groans told me that he was loving every second of this and I couldn’t fucking wait to return the favor.
I knew his tart scent would be even stronger as his slick dripped down for me. I bet his own boxers were soaked for me and fuck, I liked that thought a whole fucking lot.
“Are you wet for me, too?” I asked, the words fading into a moan as he sucked hard on my clit.
I whimpered as he pulled away, grinning down at me as he pulled his shirt off before shucking off his boxers. The sweet swell of his scent filled the air, our mixed sweetness mouthwatering.
My fingers sought him out and he moved forward, bracketing my hips with his legs so he was close enough for me to reach. My nails raked gently over his skin, starting at his back before moving lower and teasing over his ass. Even brushing over his cheeks I could feel his slick.
I couldn't look away from him as I teased my fingers over his hole, pressing inside thanks to the slick coating my hands and his skin.
He wasn’t just wet, he was dripping for me. Fuck, that was so damn sexy.
“Enough of this before I explode,” he groaned, shuffling back down and latching onto my pussy. I cried out as he used his tongue to torment me, no longer savoring me but ruining me completely.
My mind was blessedly blank as I ground my hips against his face, chasing my own orgasm with an unhinged desperation. White hot pleasure pooled in my stomach, quickly surging through me and straight to my core. My entire body tensed as my orgasm consumed me.
Devon fucked me right through it with two fingers pumping in and out of me as my body held on tight. My legs shook and my eyes rolled back. This wasn’t quick and done, but all consuming, a full-body experience.
He pulled his fingers free as soon as I fell back against the mattress. My chest was heaving and I wasn’t sure I could move, though the need to taste him was strong enough to fight it.
“My turn,” I growled, shifting so I was pushing him onto his back now and moving over him. His cock was hard and a bead of precum was glistening on the tip. I was turned on enough, I didn’t hesitate to slowly slide my tongue over his tip, humming as his sweet and salty taste flooded my tongue.
“Fuck,” he growled. “I’m going to embarrass myself.”
“Nah, I have a feeling you could come down my throat and still fuck me,” I taunted.
“I’m not risking it. I’m coming in that tight cunt of yours, baby,” he said firmly. I raised my eyebrow as a smirk fell over my lips.
“Oh, are you?”
“I’d love nothing more than to fuck you raw, pump you full of my cum, then take you out for a day with our alpha smelling me dripping out of you.”
A small whimper fell from my lips at the picture he was painting. I could imagine Nash’s hazel eyes full of fire, a tortured desperation coloring his features as he realized that we got to taste each other first.
“Fine,” I grumbled, as I pushed his legs to his chest. “But I’m having a taste first.”
“No complaints here,” he said, voice breathless and sultry as his hands wrapped around his legs, holding himself open for me. Now that he was exposed for me, I took in the sight of him. His skin was tan here, like he often tanned naked. He was also waxed, his skin smooth except around his cock where it was neatly trimmed. It was clear my omega took care of his body as much as I did and I loved that.
I saw spa days in our future.
His skin was shining thanks to the slick coating his ass cheeks and running down the backs of his thighs. Now it was practically dripping, just like his cock.
I’d never done this before, but I refused to overthink it and relied on my instincts. Even if my omega was hiding away, I could use his sounds to know what he liked.
The moment my tongue teased between his cheeks and swirled around his tight hole, he let out the neediest whimper that had my own pussy aching for more. He was even sweeter here, the slick a taste I knew I’d never get tired of.
Fuck, this was the hottest sex I’d ever had and it was just starting.
“Baby, god your tongue is pure fucking magic,” he choked out as I pushed my tongue into him, hand wrapping around his cock as I fucked his ass with my tongue.
He was a babbling mess as I savored every sound and taste of my omega.
Far too soon he was gently pushing me away, refusing to come like this.
I gave his cock one last lazy stroke before pulling away, letting his slick glisten on my face as I let him go.
“Fuck, kiss me, baby,” he demanded. Our essence intermingled on our tongues as we kissed. It was so fucking dirty and perfect.
Slick trickled down my thighs, leaking out of me now. Holy fuck, I couldn’t believe just how much my body was responding to him.
Maybe my omega was going to wake up soon. This was the first stirring of her I felt in months.
I was desperate for this man. Every touch, kiss, and taste had me craving more.
Before I realized what I was doing, I was presenting for him. Face buried in the mattress and ass in the air, legs parted enough that I knew he could see everything.
“Fuck, now I know why alphas like this so much,” Devon breathed out in a tortured whisper.
Then he was pushing inside me. It wasn’t forceful, but gentle and sure, not stopping until he was seated inside me.
“You still with me, baby? Is this okay?”
His tender heart had my chest tightening. He knew what I’d been through and didn’t hesitate to make sure I was taken care of even as his mind was just as muddled with lust.
“I’m perfect. Even better when you fuck me,” I promised. “Make me yours, Devon.”
I’d never intended for things between us to escalate to this point. It was fast, but felt too good to care.
This was right. We were right. Fuck everything else.
Devon started to move, his hands clinging desperately to my hips as he pounded into me. Even though I’d just come, I could feel another orgasm building low in my gut, teasing and promising another mind-blowing explosion.
“I’m already close,” I whimpered out, warning him. Devon didn’t hesitate to slide his hand over my skin until he was pressing his fingers into my clit, applying pressure before sliding over it with quick movements. In seconds I was gasping for air as my orgasm consumed me entirely.
His low groan and one last slam of his hips was followed by his own release. He buried his face against my spine as he filled me with his cum just like he promised.
We were shuddering and gasping for breath as we clung to each other, too far gone to even try to move despite not being locked together with a knot.
I should have known he’d be just as incredible in bed as he was simply being my friend. Everything with Devon just worked. It was second nature, as easy as breathing.
The best part was I felt like my body was my own again. I hadn’t realized how badly I needed a real partner to claim me, to chase away the lingering demons for good.
A loud ringing jolted us out of the moment and Devon’s lips twisted into a wicked smile.
“It’s our alpha, should we answer?”