129. Chapter One-Hundred-Twenty-Eight
Chapter One-Hundred-Twenty-Eight
Scarlett
Having Riley relax enough to claim me is the icing on the cake of this perfect morning. I would have been satisfied with regular sex, but something about doing it that way first got rid of the tension he was filled with, and I officially earned my final mate’s knot.
By the time we’re done, we’re both drenched in sweat and my pussy feels wet enough to take multiple knots. I guess that’s what an Omega’s slick is made for.
I’ve got to admit, it feels good.
“So, how does it feel to be Pack Orion’s one true mate?” Riley asks as he moves to my side.
“Incredible,” I admit.
It’s a dream turned into reality for me, and it’s on a par with accepting that I’m an Omega, finally.
The two things are so closely tied, that there’s no real way to separate them.
I would never want to split them apart.
These men are the reason I perfumed.
They brought so much of my Omega to the surface.
I never would have known what it felt like without them.
Riley kisses me, and I kiss him back while the sun warms our bodies.
We lay on that towel on the beach for a while, making out and enjoying the sun.
“I could lay out here with you all day,” Riley admits, right arm around me, while his head is propped up on his left fist.
“Sounds nice,” I agree. “I do kinda need to use the bathroom though.”
He gets up and offers his hands to help me up.
My legs are instantly doused in my juices, and his.
Seems like this is gonna be a regular thing.
I’m just gonna have to get used to being wet.
“You look so fucking good,” he murmurs, dark eyes full of lust.
“So do you,” I admit, knowing we’d be going for round two if I didn’t need to pee so badly.
“Okay, come on,” he says, clearing his throat. “We should get you back to the jet.”
He grabs his shorts and pulls them on before he passes me my pajamas.
I pull on the shirt, but there’s zero point in putting the shorts on while I’m still dripping like crazy.
The sliders are a non-negotiable though. The forest floor might still be swampy.
He puts his sliders on, and we head back to the jet at a slow pace.