AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He’s more vulnerable than he’s ever been—he’s still the same wild mess, but he’s letting me see the part that was terrified of losing me.
I trace the stubble on his face, rough under my fingers. He’s in need of a haircut as well, but it’s just more of him to run my hands through.
“Mine,” I whisper.
He groans, and I’m unable to contain myself anymore. Drops of slick drip out of me, another reminder of what’s to come. I situate myself so I’m leaning over him and initiate the kiss.
He growls into my mouth, his tongue frantically moving against mine, thoroughly tasting me. I whimper against his lips, and he sits up, taking me with him. He breaks away from my mouth to breathe, then kisses a trail down my neck to my mating gland.
I turn feral.
It feels incredible—after being neglected and sore for so long, the slightest touch makes my cunt clench. Pleasure blurs out everything else and quiets the storm in my mind.
River’s mouth works my gland like it’s a second clit, flicking it with his tongue and sucking on it gently.
“Is this okay?” he groans against my skin. “Is it too much?”
His hand wraps around my waist, keeping me in place, while his other hand lies still on the mattress.
There’s so much more he could be doing with that hand.
We’re both sitting up on my bed, the crotch of my silk pajama pants dangerously close to the front of his jeans.
A wet spot has already formed there, the fabric damp with the evidence of my arousal.
“River,” I choke out.
He groans against my skin as I reach out to palm him through his jeans.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “Fuck, baby, if you—you don’t have to?—”
I grab his hand and press it against the wet spot of my sleep pants. “I need more. Please, give me more.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. His palm flattens against my core, his hand a live wire connecting to my cunt.
“You’re soaked,” he breathes, pressing the heel of his palm against my mound. “All that slick…you’re a mess, Skylar.”
I whimper and kiss him again, biting on his lower lip. He places more pressure against my cunt until I’m grinding against his hand, desperate for friction. I hook a leg over his hip and situate myself so I’m directly on top of him, thrusting myself against his erection.
The bed creaks as I move against him, desperate to chase something I haven’t felt in weeks.
And it’s going to happen simply from rubbing up against him.
His tongue fucks my mouth, moving against mine in time with the thrusts of my hips. His hands move down to grip my ass.
“I can smell how close you are,” he groans in between kisses. “Like warm sugar. I missed that scent so much.”
Our scents swirl until all I can breathe in is River’s arousal. My womb flutters, my cunt clenches on nothing, and I feel the first round of an orgasm hit me.
I’m silent as I come. I only break away from River’s mouth to tilt my head back to let the pleasure wash over me as a pool of slick floods us both.
“That’s it,” he whispers. “Come on, baby, my perfect Omega, come on?—”
My Omega.
His words send me into another release and I stifle a cry as I shake on top of him. Slick pours out of me, the scent of my nectar filling the room.
It’s never been this potent, and I’m not even in Heat yet.
