Chapter 27
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
SKYLAR
Riann is so perfect in my arms, warm and soft in all the best places. The way she clings to me, her legs locked around my waist, makes me never want to let her go.
She nuzzles into the crook of my neck, her lips grazing my skin, making me shiver. Her perfume hangs in the air, sticky-sweet and glued to me, and I gulp down as much as I can.
“I missed you,” I murmur before I can stop myself.
Normally, I don’t like being clingy or needy, but with this woman I’m afraid that’s a lost cause. There’s no denying how badly I want her, and the fact that she’s leaving so soon sinks through me like a knife.
I don’t know if I can let her go.
Riann makes a little noise of pleasure as she tightens her grip, squeezing her body closer to mine. Even through my hoodie, I can feel the hardened points of her nipples pressing against me. Her tongue dances up the side of my neck before she nibbles at my earlobe, drawing a moan from my lips.
We’re only a few feet from the bed, but I’m already debating ripping her clothes off right here.
More sticky sweet marshmallow swells around us, invading my sinuses, making my thoughts swirl. Thank fuck the rut blockers have worn off. I want to be completely lucid when I worship her body and make her come more times than she can count.
“I missed you too,” she says before planting her mouth against the side of my neck and sucking. My knees nearly buckle, but I manage to keep us upright.
Hickies aren’t normally my style, especially considering the dress code at work, but fuck if I don’t want her to mark every inch of me.
I force myself to move. It’s only five steps, but it feels like a mile before my legs bump against the edge of the bed, and I crawl onto the mattress one knee at a time. Laying her down gently, I settle between her thighs, electric sparks skittering over my skin as her fingers dance over my abs.
Fuck, I want her on me and around me and in me.
I don’t know why I didn’t just show up naked; it would have saved me a lot of time.
She blinks up at me, her hair frazzled as the loose-fitting shirt reveals a gorgeous spill of her neck and collarbone. I want to rip the material off with my teeth, so I can see more of her.
My pelvis is pressed against her pussy, heat throbbing between us like we share a single heartbeat. She rolls her hips to press up against me and licks her lips as my eyes fall to her mouth.
On the way over, I thought about taking my time. I wanted to savor every second, draw it out and tease her until she was a blubbering, whimpering mess. Until she begged for me to make her come.
Now, I don’t know if I can wait.
Holding myself up with one forearm, my free hand dances down her body, over the curve of her chest, down her waist, brushing between her thighs. Her shorts are drenched in slick, and just loose enough to give me access.
I slip a finger beneath the material to stroke her clit, and a moan claws up her throat.
“You’re already so wet for me,” I purr as my finger slides through her folds, exploring her arousal.
She meets me with a shy grin, pulling her legs back together so her knees trap my hips. Her slick builds in my palm, causing delicious heat to sink straight to my core. “Everything you do makes me wet.”
“Do you know how dangerous it is to talk like that to an alpha?” I growl, pleasure trembling through me.
Her hips are still grinding, searching for friction, and there’s nothing stopping me from angling my thumb, so it rolls over her clit.
“F-fuck!” A stuttered cry falls from her lips as she reaches for me. She fists the front of my hoodie and tugs me into a rough kiss, sucking on my bottom lip until I groan.
If I don’t get rid of our clothes, I’m going to tear them to shreds.
Riann whines as I pull away and sit back on my heels to look down at her. She’s so fucking gorgeous splayed out for me, eager for me to touch and please her.
I toss my hat to the floor, and it’s quickly followed by the hoodie. I contemplate leaving my T-shirt on to give her something to grab onto, but I abandon it too, leaving nothing but a sports bra on my top half.
“Sit up, unless you want your shirt turned into confetti,” I say, offering her a hand.
Her eyes glint as she obeys, rising so I can pull the oversized shirt off and add it to the growing pile of clothes on the floor.
When she lies back down, my eyes finally land on her perfect pebbled nipples, and I suck in a sharp breath.
Seeing her in my office chair was one thing, but looking at her now, knowing there’s nothing and no one to keep me from taking what I want, has my core throbbing.
I lean back down and catch her lips with mine, molding my body against hers as our tongues tangle, and her hands run laps over my exposed skin.
Sinking lower, I press my lips against her neck and collarbone.
I take one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking until she whimpers, and bring my fingers up to tweak the other.
Her back arches off the bed, her hips grinding against my stomach.
Slick coats my abs in seconds, and it’s all I can do to keep a clear head.
“Skylar,” she says breathlessly as her fingers dance over my thick bicep.
Dios, I’ll never get tired of her saying my name.
My hand moves between us, my finger slipping into her shorts again to tease her pussy. Gently, I sink it inside her, and her tiny gasp stokes the fire burning in my chest.
“Do you like how I feel inside you?” I whisper against her skin, thrusting my finger into her a few times before adding another digit.
“Mmhmm,” she hums in return, her eyes fluttering closed before she tugs me to her lips.
This is everything I could have wanted.
Whenever I’ve thought about my omega, I’ve imagined her like this. Warm, mischievous, devastatingly sexy. Soft in my arms as I pleasure her. It’s even better when she takes charge, telling me what she so desperately needs.
My fingers slip further into her tight, wet heat, and we both groan as she throbs around the digits.
I nip at her neck, a shiver running up my back as my teeth brush her skin.
It would be so easy to bite down, to sink them into her soft flesh.
She seems to realize it too, because her nails bite into my shoulders, dragging me closer.
Instead of sinking my teeth into her, I bury my fingers deeper, reveling in the delicious moan she makes. She bucks her hips, like it’s a race to see how quickly my hand can bottom out.
“More,” she pants between kisses. “Please, I need… more, Skylar.”
“Do you want to see how many fingers I can fit inside you before you come?” I press my lips against her throat. “Because I’ll gladly accept that challenge.”
Her pussy clenches hard at my words, and I slowly press a third digit inside her, swallowing her whimper with a kiss. My alpha urges are once again telling me to bite her—to claim her—but I ignore them. It doesn’t matter what my instincts demand of me, marking her is out of the question for now.
I have every intention of making her mine forever, but I have to wait.
It’s what makes sense.
It’s what’s best…
Keeping her pinned to the mattress, I don’t give her a second to breathe as I crush my lips against hers and sweep my tongue into her mouth. Her back arches as I pump my fingers into her, and I catch every single one of her sweet cries as her lips clash with mine.
Slick drips around my fingers to soak into the blanket beneath her. I curl the digits inside her, my thighs clenching at the whimpers that follow.
“I think you can take more of me, preciosa,” I say, my voice low as my lips brush the shell of her ear. “But if it’s too much, tell me, okay?”
She nods, her eyes half-hooded with lust, her hands gripping my shoulders. I slow my thrusts and notch my pinky at her entrance, carefully pressing it against her until it slips inside. Her pussy is so tight, squeezing my digits as I work them deeper, and a feral moan works up her throat.
“Is this okay?” I ask as my knuckles knock against her entrance. I go slowly, carefully, not wanting to hurt her.
“Mmmhmm,” she hums again, her eyes closed.
I press a kiss to one of her freckled cheeks. “Do you want to come?”
She nods, her nails digging into my skin and sending heat rocketing through me.
I swipe my thumb over her clit once, and she trembles beneath me, bucking her hips for more.
She’s so feral, so needy, so desperate for me.
I give her what she’s after, working my thumb over her swollen nub as my fingers slowly pump in and out of her, until a steady stream of moans is falling from her lips.
Fuck, I want to watch her fall apart.
“Come for me, Riann,” I whisper before kissing her again.
At my words, her pussy clamps down around me, and she comes hard. Her cries bounce off the walls, rattling around my skull. She’s panting, reaching for me, fucking squeezing me so tightly; I don’t think she’s ever going to let me go.
When I pull my fingers from her, a gush of slick follows, and my pussy throbs. I don't know if I've ever been so turned on.
“Goddamn, you’re stunning when you come.” I brush my lips over her collar bone, up the side of her neck. “I could watch you forever, and it still wouldn’t be enough.”
She beams up at me, her breaths still coming out ragged.
“If you enjoy watching it so much, maybe you should do it again.” She flashes me a wry grin.
“Already?” I arch a brow at her. “Is that what you need? Should I just keep fucking you until you can’t take it anymore?”
The way her eyes light up has delicious heat kicking up in my core.
“Tell me what you need,” I say, my voice coming out in a growl. “All you have to do is ask.”
“I want you to fuck me until I forget my name, Skylar,” she purrs, grabbing at my arms and pulling me down on her. “I want you to make me come so many times I lose count. Please…”
Desire rips through me at her plea, and my hand comes up to grab her by the throat, squeezing gently until she whimpers.
“As you wish, preciosa.”