13. Nevin
13
NEVIN
My heat blistered through me like a wildfire, making my cock leak and my ass clench around the ache of nothingness. I could feel the wet spot in my briefs, my slick soaking through the fabric.
A keening whine burst from my throat as Kace looked at me, so damn earnestly. God I wanted him, I wanted him so bad. It wasn’t just the heat talking, but I didn’t want to ruin a good thing. What Kace and I had? It was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and the idea of losing it—losing him —hurt.
“Nev.” My name was a soft croon of sound. A shiver traipsed through me, and I whimpered again. He seemed so willing to help… And I needed him. I needed him so badly. Kace’s eyes were gentle in the darkness, and something about the way that he looked at me snapped my fragile resolve right into pieces.
I crawled over his body, straddling him. He reached out and ran his big hands up my arms and over my shoulders, then drew me in for a kiss. What started as our usual sweet kisses turned almost feral as my heat took the driver’s seat.
Fisting one hand in his dark hair, I plunged my tongue between his lips, moaning into Kace’s mouth as he tried to keep up with me. He wasn’t very skilled, but I didn’t give a fuck. Right now, I just needed him to touch me.
“Kace,” I breathed out, biting down on my bottom lip. I rubbed my aching erection shamelessly against Kace’s groin, more than a little pleased when I found him hard as diamond in his sleep pants…and damn, he was packing. My ass gave a clench at the thought of Kace flipping me over and fucking me from behind. Another whine slipped free.
His hand cupped the back of my neck, drawing me in for another round of mind-bendingly hot kisses. Our tongues tangled together in tandem. I nipped at his lips, biting and sucking at them. He moaned and the sound was so deep and guttural that my cock twitched.
Kace’s hand slid down my back to grasp my ass. Pawing and groping at it, but never close enough to where I needed it. I squirmed and thrust my hips out. I knew it would only get worse as the days passed, and that fingers wouldn’t be able to sate what my heat desired, but for right now…
“Please, Kace. I need it so bad.”
His fingers slipped beneath the waistband of my pajama pants, his big hand moving south. I hissed out a breath when his fingers find me slick and hot and desperate, and I rocked back against them. “Oh, god, yes,” I cried out softly. “Touch. More. Please.”
“Fuck,” Kace murmured, almost to himself.
I buried my face in his fuzzy chest as a thick finger circled my hole before pressing in. I trembled as it probed deeper, sliding past that tight ring of muscle and inside my body. I whimpered and clamped my muscles around the digit. God, yes…
But it wasn’t enough. I needed more.
His finger began to slide in and out, the friction damn near driving me crazy. I pushed back against Kace’s hand, needing him deeper. Kace moaned, throaty and thick, and added a second finger and I shuddered beneath him.
“Holy shit, Nev, that’s hot.”
I rocked back and forth on his fingers, using Kace’s hand to fuck myself, my mind dizzy with need and pleasure. It still wasn’t enough. I looked down to see Kace’s cock tenting his sleep pants and swallowed another whimper.
Reaching out, I tugged them down and freed him, and my mouth watered at the sight of him. Thick and cut and lengthy—and so hard, it looked painful. Precum glistened at the tip of his cock. I ran my thumb through the pearlescent droplets and swirled them around his crown, making my Alpha moan beneath me.
Giving Kace’s erection a few slow strokes, I pulled my own slim cock free of the silken pajama pants I was wearing and lined it up against Kace’s much larger one. For a moment, I reveled in the sheer size difference. Alpha and Omega.
“Nevin,” Kace rumbled out, and I realized that I’d stopped humping his fingers, my attention locked on the eclipse of our cocks. With a soft whimper, I wrapped my hand around us both, the best I could, and began to rub us off together. My Alpha shuddered. “Oh, fuck, Nev.”
Then his hand began to move, quickly now, thrusting his fingers deeper inside of me, fucking me the way he knew I needed. I spread my thighs and buried my face in his shoulder, crying out as his fingertips hit the sweet spot inside me me. “Oh god, oh god. Yes!”
My grip on our cocks never wavered, not even as I felt Kace’s twitch and jerk beneath me, his breaths growing ragged as he drew closer and closer to the edge. I panted, my hips rocking frantically, chasing my release. Pleasure sung through my body like a chorus of angels and I whimpered, keening.
Kace came first with a shout, his cock pulsing in my grip, and that’s all it took to yank me right over the edge. I shot hard, painting Kace’s bare chest with strands of milky white, covering his own load.
My whole body twitched and shuddered, and I gasped for breath, even as Kace’s fingers slipped free of my spent hole. I clenched my muscles, feeling the slick dribble down my balls, then sagged onto the bed beside him.
For several breathless moments, neither of us said anything. Kace laid flat on his back, chest rising and falling as he stared up at the ceiling. Shame coiled low in my belly at the thought of what we’d just done. God, I was such a slut.
I pushed myself to sitting and tucked myself back into my pants. “Kace, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have?—”
Kace growled. He growled , and the sound rippled through me, making my inner-wolf whimper and go belly-up. I froze, eyes wide, as he rolled over onto his side and stared at me. “No. Don’t apologize. Are you kidding me? That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done!”
The words sank in slowly. Did that mean what I thought it meant? “Ever?” I whispered.
Kace looked a little sheepish as he admitted, “Yeah. I’m a virgin.”
It completely and utterly floored me. Holy hell. How could a man as kind and as handsome as Kace Howell be single his entire life? “How? I mean… Why?”
He shrugged a shoulder, then smiled up at me. “I was waiting for the right person to come along, I guess.” His grin broadened as he looked down at the mess on his chest, then back at me. His voice was softer, gentler, as he added, “I think I found him.”
I couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up, a sound of joy, as I crowded back in next to him and kissed him. “Thank god.”