Page 129 of Saving the Pack's Omega

He tosses his jacket into the corner before ripping open his dress shirt. Buttons go flying in every direction.

His bare chest is a delicious sight. If I had more time, I’d spend time licking my way down it. According to what he said earlier, thepack wants forever with me. Which means I’ll have plenty of time in the future.

The bulge straining through his slacks draws my attention like a beacon. It’s almost like it’s calling to the omega part of my brain. The part of my brain that’s definitely in control of my actions, because I don’t think I’d have the boldness to do what I do without the extra boost of heat spike hormones.

I push myself up onto my knees, crawling my way over to him. There isn’t much distance between us, so I’m not crawling for long. But Kane’s gaze sharpens on me as if I were crawling my way down a catwalk. Like I’m the most gorgeous model he’s ever seen, or something.

It’s strange, I’ve been forced to crawl to an alpha before, but this feels entirely different. Seeing the way Kane reacts to me now, feeling his scent burst from him in thick, woody waves, grounds me in how different this is.

I’m offering myself to him. Willingly. I’m giving him something that’s mine to give.

My hand tentatively rests on his belt buckle, and I glance up at him.

He scrubs a hand down his face. “Fuck,” he whispers. “You’re stunning. I’m so fucking lucky to be here right now, you have no idea.”

“Can—can I?” I tug at his belt gently.

“You can do whatever you want,” he grunts.

I can’t help the smile that appears on my lips. He’s being so sweet. So considerate. Even though I’m pretty sure, based on the intensity of his scent, that he’s desperately holding onto his control.

My heat spike hormones must be doing a number on him. He’s one of the most disciplined people I’ve ever met.

I unbuckle his belt, swallowing hard before slowly lowering the zipper. Under his pants, his black boxer briefs tent up even higher. I tug down those too.

His cock bobs upwards, free from the confines of any clothing.

Oh wow.

He’s huge.

I mean, all alphas tend to be huge, from what I understand of basic anatomy, but still. I guess it’s also different making thechoiceto put something that big into your body, rather than it being forced onto me. Because I’m consenting, there’s room for doubt as to whether it’ll actually fit.

Kane reaches down and grips the knot that’s starting to grow at the base of his cock and a low growl comes from his throat.

There’s a bit of precome leaking from the tip, and I can’t help but lean forward and give him a tentative lick.

The taste of him does something to my omega brain. It short-circuits it. I’m all consumed by him. His scent. His body. His cock in front of me.

He reaches down and twists my hair into his fist.

“You’re an adorable tease.” His growl has slick gushing from my pussy, especially when he uses the grip he has on my hair as leverage to guide my mouth to his cock.

I open wide for him, feeling the silky smooth head against the flat of my tongue. My lips close and I swirl my tongue in a circle before starting to suck.

“Fuck,” he groans.

The noises he’s making encourage me to take him deeper. Considering how big his cock is, I have no hope of fitting him completely inside my mouth, but I do my hardest to try. The head of his cock presses against the back of my throat and I swallow around my gag reflex.

His hand twists around his knot, squeezing in time with my throat muscles.

“Your mouth feels like heaven,” he pulls me off, a string of spit trailing between the head of his cock and my lips. “But your needy little pussy is practically begging for my knot.”

He reaches down between my legs and feels my slick that’sstarted dripping down my thighs. The low chuckle that leaves his chest has me spreading my knees for him.

“Please Kane—” I swallow hard. “Please, alpha, I need you.”

His eyes flare, and he guides me to lie back down in the center of the makeshift nest. He kicks off the rest of his clothes before resting on his elbows above me.

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