Page 172 of Power Shift

I’m gasping by the time he pushes my knees up to my chest and brings his mouth to my pussy. He licks me from top to bottom before swirling my clit with his tongue and cussing.

“I’ve needed to do this since I tasted you on the road.”

I nod, my mouth hanging open. He feasts on me, sucking my slick into his mouth and drinking it down like it’s an expensive champagne. I writhe beneath his mouth and tear at his hair, uncaring about how hard I pull on the strands.

“Gonna make you come like this before I take you, Briar. You’re mine until the others get here. That means your eyes stay on me until I’m finished.”

“On you,” I repeat softly.

He groans in response before doubling down on his efforts. Each flick of his tongue is determined, and once his fingers join in, he’s working my pussy expertly. I’m coming faster than I’ve ever come in my life.

It doesn’t change a thing.

I’m still falling back into my body when Ronan kisses my pussy and sets my legs back down. He brings his face to mine and kisses me, letting me taste myself on his tongue.

“Present for me, Omega,” he rasps with a nip at my mouth.

The request makes my clit buzz wildly.

Two hands find my hips, and then I’m staring down at the bedding. My ass sways in the air, and my elbows press into the mattress. I drop my cheek to join them and push backward, eager.

“Fuck,” Ronan breathes out.

“Please.”

He takes my ass cheek into his hand and squeezes. I mewl, my arousal dripping onto the sheets bunched at my knees.

“You don’t have to beg me. This cock is yours. Always yours.”

I’m ready for him.

All it takes is one thrust forward to take the entire length of him. The stretch is perfect, stealing my breath for a few moments before it’s barrelling back, inflating my lungs.

I spread my fingers and clutch the pillow as he works me in long, slow pulses of his hips. From this angle, it feels like he’s all the way in my throat.

“Knot,” I pant, twisting at the hips to try and get a glimpse of him. “Knot me.”

The darkness frustrates me. There’s a desperate noise building in my throat that I can’t hide.

Ronan’s groin meets my ass as he keeps himself buried to the base and folds over my body. His mouth caresses the back of my ear.

“Here it comes, Briar. Take it like my good girl.”

I whip my head back, a scream filling the air when he presses forward and starts working it inside. Only a bit of it pops in before he’s pulling back and starting the process again.

Little by little, I’m stretched over his knot until I can’t take the tease anymore. I’m on the precipice of euphoria. The release I’ve been needing since my heat arrived hours ago.

The moment he pops all the way in, my arms give out. I slip into a fog thicker than I’ve had to wade through before. And unlike last time, I see the way out and run toward it.

“That’s—Briar. I’m all the way inside you, baby girl. You’re on my knot.Fuck, I’m gonna come.”

I moan, nodding with my face in the pillow. His fingers make homes for themselves in my waist as he fills with me cum. Itwarms my belly, the effects it has on my body immediate when the lingering ache softens long enough for me to go limp.

We’re locked together, and every small movement has my inner muscles tugging at where we connect. He’s testing that out too. With a careful tilt of his hips, he works his knot inside of me, experimenting with the pleasure that follows that sensation.

With a gentle touch, he carefully presses his front against my back and curls an arm around my belly. I close my eyes again, my omega demanding I go back to sleep now that I’ve got one of my alphas wrapped around me.

“I’ll wake you when there’s food,” Ronan whispers, sweeping my hair back to kiss my neck. “You’re amazing.”

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