Chapter 29 #2
Wayne clears his throat. “So, while you are eating, this section of the restaurant will be slowly rotating, mostly unnoticed by you. By the time you are done, you will have seen several different enclosures with our nocturnal animals. But your first course is here, so enjoy. I will return soon; enjoy your dinner.”
He disappears, and Cordie turns to me and smiles. “This is incredible.”
“We thought you might like it.”
“As long as there are no echidnas, I’m good,” Fox mutters.
She tosses her head back and laughs while a young man puts our plates down in front of us.
“Oh, it looks so good. Like a piece of art,” she murmurs.
I glance at the perfectly grilled prawns on a bed of pureed cauliflower. I remember looking at the menu and being impressed, but I’d eat anything so long as I was with her.
Sebastian whispers in her ear. She blushes and pulls out her phone to take a photo. He kisses the side of her head.
The next display is the Eastern Spotted Quoll, which is a small, cat-sized marsupial with spots on its back.
I’d like to say I listened to Wayne, and I did at the time, but all my attention was on Cordelia, and a lot of the information slipped away. Seeing her awe was worth it, though.
The second course is brought out. It’s some kind of fish in a foaming soup, but the taste is so incredibly rich. It’s unique and very, very good.
“How did you find out about this place?” Cordie asks, looking at me with sparkling eyes.
“Oh, well, I went to Lorelei,” I say. “She seems to know just about everything about the area.”
She runs her fingers over the tablecloth. “I feel like I’m going to break something.”
I smile slightly, watching her fidget. I let go of the hold I’ve had on my scent, letting it seep out of me.
She looks up, and her eyes meet and hold mine before they dip to my lips.
“Do you…um, do you like it here?” She’s struggling with it, and I almost pull it back in again.
“I like anywhere I am with you,” I say.
Fox is sitting back, watching her with a small frown.
Sebastian shakes his head but doesn’t interrupt.
She pants slightly and sits forward on the seat. “What is that?” her question explodes out in a rush.
“That is me. All of me.” I’m a little self-conscious, nervous, waiting for the axe to fall.
She inhales and whimpers, squirming in the seat.
I look at Fox, silently asking him to tell the staff not to come in for a moment. He gets up and disappears. I gesture to her, and she slides up off the seat and staggers until she’s standing between my legs, her fingers curled in my jacket.
“It’s so strong,” she moans. “Why? Why haven’t I felt it before?”
“I didn’t want to overwhelm you. But now I don’t want to hide who I am from you.”
She inhales, and when she looks down at me, her eyes are huge black pupils soaked with desire.
And this is not a typical response. I’ve been met with fear, revulsion, and hostility. But other than Fox and Seb, who found me intriguing and safe, no one has ever been this reactive to my overly powerful scent.
I slowly strangle it, allowing it to dissipate, but I keep her in front of me, rubbing circles on her outer thighs, before I lean in and bury my face in her stomach.
“I am so glad I met you,” I whisper. “Anything you want, I will give it to you, anything at all.” I mean it. I’d give up my family's fortune for her, my life. All she needs to do is ask.
Her fingernails scrape lightly over my scalp, and I hold my breath, staying still as she repeats the gesture, until I can’t hold it in anymore. The purr bursts out of me, deep and smooth.
She stills, her fingers flex, and then, suddenly, she’s pulling me against her, and she’s purring back.
“Wow,” Fox murmurs. “You both sound like heaven.” His voice sounds drugged, thick and heavy, filled with yearning.
I can’t move, I can’t stop.
I could no sooner turn away from this purring omega than I could chop off my hand. Her fingers clench in my hair, and my hands find her ass, holding her close to me.
“Your next course is ready,” Wayne says. “And these cute little devils are bilbies.”
I let her go, inch by inch, pulling back and releasing her. She looks dazed as Fox pulls her into her seat.
He chuckles when she stares at the plate in front of her.
“You have a beautiful purr, Omega.”
She looks up at him, her eyes full of confusion and a growing warmth.
“I do, don’t I?”
Fox leans in and whispers in her ear; whatever he says has her kissing him for several long seconds before we all turn back to our meal.
I’m shoved up against the hotel room door. She kisses me hard, pulling me down as she tugs at my shirt.
“Slow,” I protest.
“Fuck slow, I need you now,” she hisses back at me, and this demanding omega who is taking what she wants is so hot that I almost let her do it, right there in the hall.
The only thing that stops me is that someone might see her. I’d have to dig out their eyes.
I yank out the key card, and the door falls open the moment I swipe it.
Fox slips past us, tugging his shirt off and stripping out of his clothes.
Sebastian barrels into my back and kicks the door closed.
Cordie and I dance forwards, somehow managing to keep our balance while we’re frantically devouring each other and peeling our clothes off.
“On your knees,” I grit out.
She drops to her knees, and before I can tell her anything, her hot mouth has engulfed my cock. I grip her head, pulling her gently towards me. I swear, I’m half dead; the heat and sinful way her tongue caresses my cock obliterates all thought.
I grip her hair, yanking her back. She lets out a tiny kitten growl of impatience, and as soon as I loosen my grip, she inhales my cock down to my knot.
“Fuck!” I whimper. “Oh, shit. Cordie, slow down, please.”
She sucks, and my soul tries to rip free of my body.
Fuck. I pull back and thrust into her mouth before forcing myself to stop, afraid I’m going to hurt her.
“Give it to me, Katsu,” she demands.
“No, I don’t want-” I wheeze as she nips the tip of my cock.
“Fuck my face. Use my mouth. I need to taste you. I need you.”
She rubs her face on my cock, nuzzling against it, scent-marking us both. My heart jumps into my throat before a wash of my alpha scent fills the room, and the hunger and power shove outwards, and suddenly, the only thing I can think about is making this omega mine.
I clench my fingers in her hair and drag her lips to my cock. She presses them together and looks up at me.
“Open,” I command. It’s not quite a bark, but not far off, and it’s in such a low whisper only she hears it.
She opens slowly. I thrust into her mouth, filling her and pushing into her throat. I pause, looking down at how damn pretty she looks.
“You’re taking my cock so well. My good girl.”
Her perfume floods the air, pleased, happy.
I pull out and then set a pace that has tears streaming from her eyes. The glorious feeling of being inside her is almost eclipsed by the fact that she wants me wild and unfettered. I don’t close my eyes, needing to see every moment, every expression.
“You look so beautiful,” I murmur and thumb away the tears. I feel the moment before I fall apart and try to pull back, but her fingernails clench into my ass and drag me back to her. I roar as I explode, and the sight of my omega drinking me down has me going almost feral.
My knees get weak as I spurt my release into her mouth, growling and struggling not to pounce on her and devour her pussy until I drown.
She squeezes my knot, stroking and fondling it, milking every drop of my release from me. I stumble back, staring at her as she licks her lips and gets to her feet, her hungry eyes taking me in.
She finally glances away and looks at Fox. “Who’s next?”
I huff a laugh and sit down heavily. She’s amazing. Utterly compelling, captivating, and perfect for us.
“Give me a minute, and I’ll be ready for round two,” I purr in a promise that has her smiling back at me.