Chapter 22
CHAPTER 22
COLE
She’s never been with an Alpha.
Her admission is a triumph.
She needs a teacher. An Alpha who can show her how it feels to be cherished, protected, and above all, pleasured by their mate.
Bree needs him.
His girl is brave enough to bare her scars to him after years of her fear and insecurities.
The least he can do is make her come so hard she sees stars.
The outline of her cunt is visible through her underwear, and his mouth waters at the sight. Her scent permeates the room, sugar and lilies, delicious peach and mouthwatering warmth.
Slowly, he pulls down her panties, exposing her perfect pink core.
She holds her breath as he does it, and he pauses his movements. “Is this still okay?” he asks lowly, his cock straining in his pants.
He wants to taste her cunt, to stretch her out with his fingers, but he’ll be damned if she’s not enthusiastic about it.
“Yes,” she breathes.
He grins as he stares down at her most intimate part, admiring the slick that slowly drips out of her.
“Hurry up,” she chokes out, and he laughs.
“I don’t think you’re in any position to be telling what to do, Omega,” he hums. A delicious flush has spread to her face, creeping up her neck and turning her cheeks a lovely pink. It’s a beautiful sight, one that he plans to revisit in his mind anytime he’s not near her.
He drags a finger down her slit, and her back arches. She gasps, lifting her hips, just from a simple touch.
His Omega is extremely sensitive, and it delights him.
When he strokes her clit, she closes her eyes and moans, and the sound goes straight to his cock. It twitches in his pants, screaming for attention, but the feel of her slick cunt under his fingers is reason enough to wait.
Keeping his eyes on her face, he slowly inserts one finger, groaning as she squeezes him, drowning him in wetness. He takes his time, languidly fucking her with his finger as she pants and moans. Her scent fills the room, overpowering and ridiculously sweet.
“ Cole ,” she groans.
“So tight ,” he whispers. “I wonder if you can take another one.”
She nods, panting. “Yes. More, please .”
“There you go,” he praises, smirking. “It’s so much easier to get what you want when you ask nicely.”
She narrows her eyes, as if to retort, but once he inserts a second finger, her mouth falls open and she moans deeply.
“Going to have to fuck that attitude out of you,” he murmurs, stretching her cunt out. His thumb finds her clit, rubbing circles as he fingers her, wet sounds filling the room. He pauses for a moment to lean over her, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips.
“Hear that?” he whispers against her mouth. “Listen to how wet you are for me. And you haven’t even come yet.”
She pants against his lips, and he kisses her again, this time letting his tongue thoroughly taste her. Her back arches so high that her chest presses against him, and he realizes that there’s so much more of her to uncover. With his free hand, he pulls down the front of her tank top, exposing a light pink, lacy bra, sheer enough that her nipples poke through.
“ Fuck ,” he snarls. “My cock is going to fit between those perfectly.”
She jolts in shock at his words, just as he presses firmly down on her clit and brings his mouth to the lace, sucking at the thin fabric.
“Cole,” she gasps. “ Alpha …”
He growls into her tits the moment he feels her come. She clenches around his fingers, gripping him like a vice as she tilts her head back and screams, liquid shooting out of her and drenching his hand.
But he doesn’t stop. She can give him more, he knows it.
Inserting a third finger is incredibly tight, but her slick is all he needs to stretch her out.
“Three fingers,” he whispers to her. “You’re taking three of my fingers right now, sweetheart. That pretty cunt is stretching out for me.”
“ Cole …”
“You can come for me again. I know you can.”
And she does. It’s beautiful, the way her scent sweetens and her body grows taught around him. She soaks the blankets, her slick bursting out of her and dripping onto his wrist .
His girl is a mess, and he fucking loves it.
“Look at you,” he whispers in her ear. “Falling apart so easily for me. I knew it would be like this. The moment I saw you, I fucking knew .”
“Knew what?” she pants, her chest heaving.
“That you’re mine and will only ever be mine .”
She whimpers at his words, and he slows the movement of his fingers, drawing out the last bits of her orgasm.
“You feel it too,” he murmurs, pleased.
“Cole, I?—”
He rubs her clit gently with his thumb, and her eyes roll back into her head.
He takes his time, murmuring praise into her ear as he coaxes pleasure out of her, all the time his inner Alpha yearning to take more.
Her mating glad is pink and raised and begging for his attention.
It would take one bite, and she would belong to him forever.
She could never run from him. He would always find her.
His mouth waters and his cock twitches at the idea of tying her to him forever.
But he won’t. He can’t.
He brings his mouth to the gland, sucking hard enough that she threads her fingers through his hair and trembles at his touch, reminding her of what will happen, eventually.
The mating bite is inevitable.
The only question is when it will happen.