Page 128 of Pucking With My Head

“So ready for me. Aren’t you a greedy little omega?” I cooed, resting my hands on either side of her head.

It was obvious she was tired, but still she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to press against her.

“Will you hurry up and knot me so we can pick up our daughter from school?” she asked, the sass in her tone making me far happier than it should have.

She’d had enough adjustment time.

Rearing back, I thrust deeply.

Sheer perfection, and all mine.

She was squeezing my cock so tightly with her walls, I was a little afraid I was going to lose all blood flow.

“Oh, fuck,” Bethany muttered, her eyes rolling back into her head as my pace slowly increased. Her arms tightened around my neck, pulling us together.

One hand rested on the bed above her, keeping myself from squishing her, and the other grasped at the flesh just under her ass, opening her even wider for me.

“I fucking love you, Bethany Noble,” I growled.

The use of her mated name made her eyes widen and set her off like a bomb. A strangled cry escaped her lips, and her walls clamped down on me.

“Mine,” Bethany snarled, resting her forehead against mine, her hips moving to meet me thrust for thrust. I knew our pack mates were watching, but in this moment, it felt like it was just the two of us.

Me and my omega.

Cullen’s bite was low on her shoulder, so when I bit her, I would aim high.

Did the bossy, domineering part of me love the idea of my bite mark being visible in almost all clothing? Absolutely. I wanted the whole fucking world to know that Bethany Noble was my omega.

It felt like I had her in my arms, savoring her for ages, when it was probably only a few minutes. We didn’t exactly have much stamina when it came to her, but that just meant we had to practice.

I was more than happy to practice again and again…

My knot started to swell, and I tried to distract myself somewhat. She had to come first; I refused to embarrass myself. Her walls were bearing down on me so tightly, though, I doubted I would have to wait for long.

“I’m going to bite you and make you mine, omega,” I growled. “I want the whole world to see that you chose us, and we chose you.”

“Mine,” Bethany growled, breaking off in a whine as her walls started to flutter, her own orgasm taking over.

“Bite high, omega. Show the world who I belong to,” I instructed right before I sank my teeth into that sweet spot just under her ear.

Her own mouth found a similarly high spot on my neck, and my chest was ready to burst with pride. Yes, I wanted the whole world to know she was mine, but fuck, I also wanted her bite on me to be obvious. I wore suits, and the collar could get high at times, but Bethany had ensured that, no matter what I wore, people would see her mark.

My knot was impossibly hard, and I was surprised I had any blood flow left to my brain. Bethany had an uncanny habit of making me lose all rational thought, but looking down at my blissed-out omega, I couldn’t find it in me to care.

“Pack Noble!” Cullen shouted playfully as we came down from our high, making us all break into laughter.

Bethany craned her neck, kissing both of our pack mates briefly. “Pack,” she whispered, her eyelids drifting closed lazily.

Jensen slid off the nest, a shit-eating grin on his face. “I think I’ll need to go pick up the munchkin, because we don’t have much time left and I doubt Gideon is deflating anytime soon.”

I groaned, resting my forehead on Bethany’s shoulder as she giggled, her hand coming up to gently brush through my hair.

Who knew head scratches could feel so goddamned fucking good?

I didn’t, but I would offer Bethany anything she wanted if she kept doing that.

After I flipped us over, so I was lying on my back with my mate splayed out on my chest, she hummed happily, nuzzling into my chest.

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