Page 22 of Puck Your Nanny

Then it hits, sudden and sharp, my muscles locking as release finally crashes through me. A guttural sound escapes as cum spills into the drain in ropes. I didn't knot at all. It's happened only once before, with an Omega who didn't fully spark my interest. Confusion and frustration ripple through me. Even as I shudder with relief, something deeper remains unsatisfied. I lean heavily against the shower wall, chest heaving, jaw clenched. It's relief, but hollow. Now I know my Alpha won’t be satisfied until I have Daisy.

Eventually, I shut off the water, the sudden silence heavy around me. Stepping out, I towel off quickly, trying not to dwell on lingering thoughts of Daisy. After pulling on clean jeans anda T-shirt, I grab my phone and keys from the pocket of my discarded clothes. Distance might be the only solution. Maybe talking to Nate and Peter will help clarify this madness. They might have noticed something I haven't.

I head for the door, steadying myself before stepping into the hallway. Her scent hits me again, strong and unmistakable floral notes flooding my senses.

Then I hear it: a soft, distressed whimper coming from Daisy’s room, the old Omega nest.

Instinct surges, powerful and undeniable. Rational thought vanishes instantly. My Alpha roars to life, urging me forward, protective and fierce.

Our Omega needs us.

My feet move without hesitation, closing the distance. I push her door open wider and freeze at the sight that greets me.

Daisy kneels on the bed, her bare ass faces me. Her black shirt is pushed up, exposing her breasts. Her smooth pink pussy glistens with slick. Wet sounds fill the air as her fingers flick over her clit. A blue dildo sticks out of her opening. She lets out a pained whimper as she takes hold of it, thrusting it into her. Sweat drips down her brow. It looks like she's been at this a while, and hasn't been able to reach climax.

My Alpha is eager and ready. I remain frozen, torn between rational thought and overpowering instinct.

She senses me, turning her head slightly, blue eyes wide and dark with need. Her gaze locks onto mine.

"Alpha," she breathes, voice raw and pleading. "Please... help me."

Fuck.

Chapter 7

Calvin stands frozen in the doorway, his gaze burning into me, sending heat racing through my body. His chest rises and falls, each breath deeper than the last. His nostrils flare, inhaling my scent, and his eyes darken with unmistakable hunger.

Warmth floods my cheeks. I grip the sheets tighter, pressing my face into the fabric, trying to steady my breath. Shifting toward him, I expose more of myself, silently inviting him closer, needing him near.

He moves into the room, his presence filling the space, the quiet tension between us thickening with each step. When hestops beside the bed, his warmth radiates toward me, his fingers hovering inches above my bare skin.

I arch my back, pressing myself toward his hesitant touch. Our eyes meet as I glance back, giving a small nod of consent. Relief crosses his face, the tension easing from his body.

“Are you sure?” His voice is rough with concern.

“Yes,” I whisper, pushing back further into his touch. “I need you.”

He reaches down, gripping the blue dildo. He eases it out, and I let out a whimper. I need something larger. A long, wet string of arousal follows it. He catches my gaze as he runs his finger along the shaft, gathering my juices before he tosses the dildo aside and sucks his finger into his mouth. His eyes flutter as he groans. The sight should embarrass me, but it only turns me on more.

He lowers to his knees behind me, hands grasping my hips firmly yet gently. My breath catches when his lips brush against the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, the soft, tender kisses igniting a fresh surge of desire. No one has ever touched me like this, with such focused, deliberate care. In the past, it was a bit of fingering before we rushed to the sex for them to get off first.

My hips roll back, seeking more, needing more. Calvin responds, mouth pressing into me, tongue exploring my folds and along the slit from my opening to my clit, sending tremors rippling through my body. My fingers tighten their grip on the sheets, breath coming in short, ragged bursts. Each movement of his tongue pushes me closer to the edge, the pleasure building to a sharp, irresistible peak. I might actually come now, after trying off and on for hours. My only reprieve from this insanity is when William needs me. As soon as he's asleep, it comes back with a vengeance.

He sucks my clit into his mouth and I swear my soul might just come out through my pussy. My body tightens, thighs tremblingas a climax crashes through me. I bury my moans into the sheets as waves of pleasure ripple outward; my walls pulse and clench around nothing.

Calvin rises, standing behind me and slides down his pants, freeing himself. I glance back, taking him in—the long, impressive length, the thick knot swelling at his base. My passage clenches at the sight, instinct driving me to want an Alpha more than I've ever dared imagine.

I shift into position, arching further, presenting myself to him while on all fours. My gaze locks onto his, silently pleading for him to take me. He steps closer, gripping his shaft, dragging the head slowly through my wetness, teasing my clit. The slick is unlike anything I've experienced, coating me, dripping down my thighs. I've never been so wet.

"Are you a virgin?"

I shake my head.

He pushes forward, entering slowly, filling me inch by inch. My breath hitches as he reaches the knot, pressing harder. It stretches me, intense yet pleasurable. There's a slight pain, but it's what I have been craving since early this morning. When it sinks inside, relief washes through me.

He pulls out with a pop, before he slams back in. My body vibrates as it gets what it wants.

Holy fuck.

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