Chapter 23
CHAPTER 23
GRIFFIN
V aughn could pretend all that he wanted that he wasn’t interested in having an Omega. All his talk about how he was still hung up on Terry and how he just couldn’t do it was proving to be bullshit.
He’d say it was just nature taking over, but his cock was very hard against my stomach right now. It wasn’t morning wood, it was a murder weapon.
Clover peaked her head up over his shoulder, a mess of blonde hair and sleepy eyes, staring at me.
“Wanna shower with me?” I teased. My heart dropped when she nodded her head. All sleep rumbled and too pretty for someone like me.
She was careful, moving McKinley’s arm from around her waist, and waiting for him to roll over and nuzzle into Apollo. I watched as she wiggled down the end of the bed, looking at me and waiting for me to come to her.
There was no getting around the fact that she was going to see my cock. It was kind of nice that he was already eager to perform. Hard and tenting the black silk boxers I had worn to bed. If the Omega was going to see me naked, at least it would be a good viewing.
The guest bathroom, or I guess, Clover’s bathroom is large. It was redone so there is a large clawfoot bathtub and a glass shower that could hold three people. Apollo had wanted to make sure whoever stayed here had the things that they needed.
Clover turns the shower on, her hand touching the water before she looks at me.
I’m not going to overreact.
At least, I tell myself this.
When she shimmies out of her bottoms and panties, then whips off her shirt. I forget everything except the color of her nipples. It’s very specific but it’s the color of pink cotton candy after you get it a bit wet. That deep pink color on the tips and fading into the soft porcelain of her breasts.
I have a sweet tooth and I’d like them in my mouth.
“Fuck, little weed. You’re stunning.” Her cheeks color before she gets into the shower, the glass fogging up and making me miss the sight of her.
That won’t do.
I tug off my boxers and look down at my cock. It’s still hard and aching.
“Don’t embarrass me.” I hiss at it before stepping inside.
When she set the water temperature I had expected it to be warm but, apparently the Omega liked to bathe in the fires of Hell. A yelp leaves my lips as I leap from the water, bumping into her, and watching her smile.
“What?”
“What? It’s 200 degrees in here! This is a safety hazard!” Her eyes roll but she taps the knob making it go from skin peeling heat to just uncomfortable burning.
Trying to be positive, I focus on the fact that I am naked with Clover.
My hand slides over her hip, my eyes locked on hers so that I can make sure she’s comfortable with what is happening. The last thing I want is for her to feel like she is in a situation she doesn’t want to be.
Clover’s hands rise, resting on my chest. Her fingers are eager to trace the dark lines of my tattoos as our hands search for answers that we don’t talk about.
She presses up on her toes, as I slide my neck down, our lips meeting in a kiss. It’s not about me trying to keep her quiet this time.
Her lips open, a soft gasp, that I get to taste with my tongue. Licking at her mouth. Our tongues dance together between her soft sounds of pleasure.
The wet, hard peaks of her breasts slide over my chest and I can’t stop myself. My hands are on her ass, squeezing before I start lifting. Clover follows my lead, her thighs wrapping around my waist.
I’m very aware of my cock, aching, and stretched to reach her hot center. I have her up higher in my arms, wanting to just feel her against me, and not scare her away.
Her slick is dripping down my stomach and her soft whines as we kiss makes everything much harder.
“Fuck, Clover. I want to drink you up.” I moan against her lips.
She pulls away, her wet hair clinging to her face. The lips I was just kissing plumped from my mouth pressed against hers. There is a blissed out look on her face as she pants.
“I want you to do that.” She lets her fingers tug at my hair, “Are you going to keep kissing me?” The pink of her tongue darts out, licking over that plump bottom lip.
Sweet, innocent Clover.
I’m going to absolutely devour her.
Leaning down, I set her on her own two feet. Stealing a kiss from her sweet lips before falling down to my knees. My hands on her hips as her eyes track my movements.
“I want to taste you here,” My thumb runs over her slit and I watch her eyes widen. “If you don’t want to we can just shower and-”
“I want you to. I just haven’t had anyone taste me like that.”
My lips kiss her stomach. More so that I can take a second and not completely lose my mind.
The smell of her is so thick, even in the shower. It’s making me lose my head as I try to figure out how to get myself not to lose my mind. My Alpha instinct is riding me hard. It’s telling me to please the pretty Omega.
Please her and maybe she will want us. Please her and maybe she will realize that we’re not the knot heads we acted like all week. Please her and show her she’s mine .
“Let me honor you, Omega. Let me take care of you.” I kiss lower, my lips on her mound. The scent of her has me licking her skin without meaning to.
Just anything for a taste.
“Okay, Griffy. Taste me.”
I didn’t need to be told twice.
Sliding her thigh over my shoulder, I slid one hand to her lower back. I wanted to make sure that she was secure for the ride of her life.
No part of me is a virgin. I had tasted my fair share of people in the past. Alphas, Omegas, and Betas. Male and Female. Anything and everyone had been in my mouth. I was an equal opportunist and never a picky eater. Tasting Clover changed everything for me. One lick down her slit and my heart was in overdrive.
She tasted better than her Shirley Temple scent. It was like a taste of what life should be. All my dreams and desires, mixed with the perfection of Clover.
My tongue parted her lips, tasting her until her clit had my lips wrapped around it. Her hand shot out, securing her fingers in the locks as her hips rocked forwards. A cry of pleasure, unabashed, and full of want came from her lips.
McKinley was right.
She was ours.
The hand I had on her hip, slipping from there to her pussy. My fingers push her lips apart. The sound of her slick on my lips making me groan out. Her tight hole is begging to be fucked, and my tongue is more than happy to do the job.
“Oh, wow cow.”
My eyes snap up at her words and Clover has her head back, lost in the pleasure that I’m giving to her.
I’m careful, swirling my tongue around her entrance as my thumb gently strokes upward on her clit. It’s enough to have her thighs shaking. The leg she’s standing on makes me worried that she’s going to collapse on my face.
Actually, please , let her collapse on my face. If I could drown in the slick that is gushing out of her pretty pussy, that would be an actual dream.
“G-Griffy, it feels so good.” Her praise has me slipping my tongue inside of her, fucking her with it. My thumb switched from stroking to small circles. Clover’s hips start bucking forward.
Her body is taking over, instinct riding the sweet Omega hard.
This is how I want her. Taking pleasure from me and giving me all that sweet slick. I’m confident that I can live off the taste of her for the rest of my life. It’s already pouring from my mouth, down my chin. Even though we’re in the shower, it’s making a mess of me.
I’m not going to want to wash off the scent of her.
“That’s it, lucky girl. Come all over my face. Make me smell like you. Make everyone know that I’m off limits. Mark me with all that sweet slick, Omega.”
Her whine is beautiful. The way that it slips into a moan as she grabs my hair with both hands, throwing her other thigh over my shoulder. Her full weight is against my face and the gush of slick that leaves her, followed by the moans of pleasure she lets out, lets me know that she came.
She came for me.
I’m sucking, licking, greedy for every last taste of her as she writhes against me in the prettiest form of ecstacy.
Perfect .
So perfect.
“Such a good Omega. Such a beautiful, sweet Omega.” Her smile is soft, dazed as she looks at me with the heavy sated eyes.
Helping her to her feet, I steady her. My hands are cleaning her off as I make sure that she is getting all the aftercare that she deserves. Her body is still shaking, tremors of her orgasm working through her as she snuggles into me as I wash off. Frowning as the scent of her fades.
“Just a little more.” I swipe two fingers over her still wet pussy, taking the slick on my fingers and running them over my throat, “Just so everyone knows who I belong to.”
I slip my fingers into my mouth, needing just another taste of her to get me through the rest of my day.
Probably going to need to meet up for lunch to cure my craving for her as well.
“Are you okay, baby weed?” She nods her head, arms tugging the towel closer to her as I shut off the water and follow her out of the bathroom.
Her smile is so pretty as she nods her head.
“I like how you don’t treat me like I’m made of glass. You treat me like I’m a regular Omega. It makes me feel so good, Griffy.” She gives me another smile before stepping out of the bathroom and freezing in the door.
Sure enough, the rest of the pack is looking between her and me. McKinley looking like he is about to kill me while the other two look like they’re about to go into a rut.
Clover just smiles.
“Good morning, I’m going to get dressed for the day.” She acts like nothing just happened. That the scent of her perfume isn’t in everyone’s noses, making them half crazed with desire over the sweet Omega..
Vaughn looks at her and then me. His eyes close as he gathers his thoughts before turning and leaving the room. McKinley and Apollo aren’t letting me off the hook that easily.
“If you ruined our chances with her I’m going to-”
McKinley’s threat gets cut off by Clover calling my name. Her back turned to me and a zipper undone that she is asking me to do up for her.
I think I’m the one that is doing the best at courting our Omega. Even if my dick is going to fall off if I don’t come soon.
Sacrifices for the cause.