Page 20 of Nanny Omega

“Let’s do it this way,” Ersa mumbled, his voice muffled by the pillows. Though it shouldn’t irritate him, Xander found Ersa’s behavior rubbed him the wrong way.

“No,” he snapped. “I’m not going to mount you like some animal. Turn around.”

When Ersa turned around, he shyly dragged his knees to his chest, covering his body. “I thought this way would be easier.”

“For whom?” Xander asked and then continued without waiting for an answer. “Just because we must have sex doesn’t mean that it has to be awkward and unpleasurable. Please lie down, and don’t make any sudden moves.”

Ersa stared at him for a moment, his eyes shining with an emotion Xander could only interpret as fear.

Fuck. He needed to cool it.

Before Xander could say anything more, Ersa slid to his back and spread his thighs wide, leaving no doubt in Xander’s mind that he was on board.

Warm, soft skin had Xander gritting his teeth as he slid between Ersa’s spread thighs.Fuck… fuck, he silently groaned. He clenched the sheets in his fists, his knuckles whitening as he fought against the inferno raging inside him, his body trembling with the effort to keep it contained.

I can do this, Xander thought as he leaned down and kissed Ersa on the lips.

A soft gasp escaped Ersa from the first touch of their lips. Xander forced himself to hold still, waiting for the omega to set another boundary.

He didn’t.

Instead, Ersa moaned softly, his body arching off the bed to rub against Xander’s as he moved his lips in tiny, tentative kisses that touched something deep inside Xander’s heart. Xander groaned, angling his head to take Ersa’s lips in a devouring kiss that had both of them gasping for air. Ersa’s soft hands found their way to Xander’s back.

Fuck, he was touching him. Xander reveled in the feeling. And when Ersa tunneled his fingers into his hair and wrapped them around his braid, Xander lost his mind, his body trembling as another wave of arousal prickled along his skin to fuel the fire that had been smoldering from the moment he stepped into the room and smelled Ersa’s scent.

And to think he’d believed that the omega’s scent was unimpressive. Now, Xander couldn’t keep himself from nuzzling his nose along Ersa’s neck. Xander paused at the sight of the faded mating mark on Ersa’s shoulder. His eyes locked onto it, his pulse quickening as the primal, possessive beast within him roared to life, clawing at his restraints. The sight sent a jolt through his veins, an intoxicating mix of desire and the instinct to claim, to possess.

Not now, Xander silently begged as he dropped his head on the pillow, fighting his instincts.

“Hey?” Ersa tugged on his braid, not hard enough to hurt but enough to send a prickling sensation down Xander’s spine. It snapped him out of his internal war. “Is something wrong?”

“No. Nothing is wrong. I was just thinking about something. It’s not important,” Xander mumbled as he made a tiny concession. Instead of fighting the beast inside him, he placed an open-mouth kiss onto the marked skin and sucked. Ersa squirmed beneath him, his leaking cock leaving a trail of precum along Xander’s thigh.

“You like that?” Xander murmured, his voice laced with surprise and a hint of intrigue. His gaze flickered over Ersa’s expression, searching. And he didn’t have to search too hard as Ersa voiced his pleasure.

“Uhhh… mmm… fuck… I… ahh…” Ersa moaned weakly, his body shuddering. “Please… please. Just do it.”

“Are you sure? I haven’t even touched you yet,” Xander said, wondering what else the omega would like. Fuck, he groaned as all the things he’d ever wanted to do with an omega flooded his mind. Xander lightly bit down on the Ersa’s shoulder just to test the waters.

“Oh fuck… hmm… I’m sure… I’m sure.”

“Okay.” Xander went to his knees. “Open your thighs a little wider for me,” he commanded. When Ersa slid his thighs wider, Xander reached out and ran his fingers over Ersa’s spasming hole. He silently groaned as he pushed a finger inside and watched more slick gush out.

“You don’t have to do that. I’m ready,” Ersa moaned, reaching for Xander’s hand.

Why does it feel like he doesn’t want me to touch him?Xander asked himself as he stared down at Ersa. He shook the thought away as he grasped his hard cock and brought it to Ersa’s sopping wet hole. A moan rumbled through his chest, his muscles tightening as heat enveloped his cock. “So tight.”

“Three years. I haven’t had sex in three years,” Ersa cried, widening his thighs to take him deeper. “Don’t stop.”

“Hmmm,” Xander moaned as he pulled out and slammed back in over and over, picking up the pace with each thrust.

“Ahhh… oohh… mnhg… more.” Ersa’s pleasure-filled moans spurred Xander on as he gave him exactly what he asked for. He fucked him deep and fast, the smack of flesh against flesh echoing around the room.

When Ersa dug his nails into his back, Xander roared as a sharp, stinging sensation danced along his spine, setting off his orgasm. He froze, every muscle locked in place, his breath caught in his chest, his focus on his throbbing cock. When his knot started to swell and lock them together, Xander tried to pull out, but Ersa wrapped his arms and legs around him, holding him in place. Ersa rocked his hips, causing Xander’s knot to sink deeper and stretch him wider. Xander’s eyes fluttered shut, rolling back as his muscles tensed and trembled, every nerve ending alive. It was too much—he felt like he was unraveling, coming apart at the seams as agonizing pleasure racked his body, leaving him breathless and helpless against the torrent.

“Oh fuck,” Xander moaned. He never knew how good knotting an omega felt. Nath and the service omegas he’d been with had hated it, so Xander had refrained from doing it. He hadn’t known what he was missing until now, until this moment. A shot of pleasure went through him, curling his toes as Ersa’s hole convulsed around his knot.

Ersa whimpered as he came, the sound strangled and shaky. He clung to Xander as if he’d never let go. Xander found himself kissing Ersa’s neck, the need to comfort, to please and protect the omega from any pain and hardships, filling his heart. Xander frowned, unsettled by the swirl of emotions tightening in his chest. He’d never felt this way about any omega before—not even Nath. Maybe it was gratitude, he told himself. Gratitude that Ersa had stayed, that despite the unfair pressure Xander had put on him, Ersa hadn’t walked away. He could have—but he hadn’t.

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