Page 70 of Shades of Scars

“Caito, uh, offered to stay with me tonight, but I was wondering if… well, I was wondering if you’d want to…” She trails off, stumbling a little, and I feel my heart literally skip a beat in my chest. I must be dreaming. Never in a million yearsdid I ever expect to be in this situation, faced with my very own scent matched omega while she shyly asks me for attention.

My entire demeanor shifts from teasing to a total melted puddle of goo right before her eyes. I shed weeks of pent up dark anger and aggression, and trade it in for soft, omega pleasing alpha. It’s an odd thing for me. I’m definitely not used to any of this.

“I would be honored to spend your first night here with you, Scarlett. Let me just go get dressed-” I turn to head towards my closet, but she jumps to her feet before I can take a single step in that direction.

“No! I… I need skin to skin. Please?” She bites down hard on her bottom lip while she fiddles with the tie on the front of the plush robe she’s wearing. Before I can respond, she tugs it free, and then the fabric is parting to show off way more of my omega than I had been prepared for.

“Oh, fuck…” Between her naked body, the motion of her biting her lip, and her sexy as hell omega perfume steadily expanding out into my room, I am done for. My towel drops to the floor and pools at my feet before I’ve even blinked my eyes. Shit, I never want to blink again when I’m in the presence of this beautiful creature. If I blink, I will surely miss something important.

She reaches a hand up and slips it beneath the fabric over her shoulders, and then she slowly pushes it off until the whole robe falls at her feet. I can’t help it. The sight of her now completely bare in front of me brings me to my knees.

A soft gasp escapes her damp lips when I begin to crawl towards her on my hands and knees. Her body tenses up when I come to a stop about half a foot away, sitting back on my calves so I can look up at her.

“Lark…” the way she says my name should honestly be illegal. It’s far too breathy and sexy to be heard by anyone otherthan me. “You look so different without your glasses.” Her words surprise me for a moment, but then I smile.

“Is it a good thing, or a bad thing? I’d love to fuck you without them on, but I’d gladly put them on if that’s what you want, Dream girl.”

She reaches a hand out to brace against my shoulder when I wiggle myself just a little closer. I inhale while my nose is level with her naked cunt, and my mouth immediately waters when her essence registers with me.

My omega is aroused.

“Leave them off. For now. Can you help me forget, Lark? At least for tonight? I don’t want to remember right now.” I’m not sure if her last statement is referring to the events of tonight, or if it’s something else entirely.

It doesn’t really matter, anyway.

My omega will never have to ask twice.

My hands move to grasp her hips and I tug her closer until my nose is touching her smooth pussy. Her thighs quiver while I take another long inhale, and I can’t stop the pure alpha growl of pleasure that slips free from me. She smells good enough to eat, and that’s exactly what I want to do.

“Lift this leg over my shoulder so I can have a taste of my omega, Dream girl. If I don’t get a face and mouth full of your slick in the next five seconds, I’m going to turn feral.”

She gasps, but quickly does as she’s told, and it makes a wild surge of alpha pride rush through me. The moment she swings her leg up and over my shoulder, my face is buried between her thighs where I begin to feast like a man starved.

She lets out a startled cry when my lips wrap around her clit and suck it hard between my teeth, flicking it with my tongue. Keeping one hand on her hip to help her stay steady, I bring the other up between us until I can plunge one finger into her already dripping cunt.

I growl when her fingers tangle in my hair and she begins to jerk herself against my face for more friction. “Oh, fuck,Lark.” She moans, the sound of my name escaping on a gasp from her lips like a shot of lust straight to my dick. The appendage jerks between my legs, but my hands are too busy to reach down and wrap a fist around my knot to relieve some of the pressure.

That’s fine. I can wait until I am knot deep inside of my omega. I’ve been patient thus far. A few more minutes to bring my Dream girl to orgasm at least twice won’t kill me.

If anything, it’ll make my reward that much sweeter in the end.

Her breathy moans and the way she’s grinding into my face drives me on. Slick is steadily dripping down my arm, but I’m not deterred from adding a second finger. The walls of her pussy flutter around my digits so I thrust them faster inside of her, twisting and curling them just right against that magical spot I don’t even need to see to know I’ve already found.

In seconds, she’s screaming my name as her orgasm slams into her, and I move my tongue away from her clit so I can lap up her release gushing out of her before a single drop can hit the floor of my room. I won’t allow this sweet delicacy to be wasted.

She slumps against me when I pull away, her leg falling back down off my shoulder. A gasp of surprise escapes her when I quickly rise to my feet and scoop her up into my arms. She doesn’t protest as I carry her to my bed and lay her down on top of it, her legs dangling over the edge.

I bend over her, our eyes locked, and brush my nose against hers. “What would you like to do now, Dream girl? Just say the word, and it’s done.” Her expression softens at the implication in my words. I don’t need to voice anything to her. I’m not going to be the type of alpha that takes anything from her without her permission.

“I want you to show me just how not in control you can be, alpha. I promise that I won’t break.” She reaches down and cups my cheek in her warm palm. Her scent spikes all around us, and my own essence quickly joins hers. We mix well together. The perfect blend of coconut and citrus with a twist of spiced jasmine and sandalwood.

Bracing my hands on her knees, I push her thighs apart until her pretty pink pussy is bare to me once again. I stare down at it in utter reverence, my mouth already watering again just thinking about the way she tastes on my tongue. I can still taste her.

But then, a part of me hesitates, and she notices that immediately. “What? What is it?” She sounds nervous, and I hate that.

Biting down on my bottom lip, I lift my gaze to her. She looks just as nervous as she’d sounded. “I should warn you… this, uh, will be a first for me. Please, be patient. I promise I’ll do my best to give you what you need.” I stutter over my explanation a little, and I feel heat flood my cheeks in embarrassment.

She’s quiet for several heartbeats before she asks, “You’ve never had sex?” She doesn’t sound condescending in the least. I dip my chin in a solemn nod, and then hold my breath as I wait for her reaction.

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