Page 157 of Bound By Song

My omega.

My fingers tangle in her hair, not to guide her, not to force – but toanchor. She sets the pace herself, slow and deep, thenshallow and teasing. Her mouth is slick and hot, and every pass of her tongue, every pull of her lips sends fire up my spine.

“You want this, don’t you?” I rasp, hips twitching. “You want to make me come, want me to fall apart in your mouth, like you did in mine.”

She pulls back just enough to let my cock fall from her lips with a wet pop, but her hand stays wrapped around me, stroking slow and firm as she meets my eyes.

“I gave Blaise everything,” she whispers, voice thick with heat. “I want to give it to you, too. Want you to know how good it feels to be wanted like this. I wantyou, Xar. Your taste. Your praise. Everything.”

My control shatters.

“You have it,” I grit out, my voice wrecked. “You have all of it. My respect. My heart. My devotion. My love. Everything.”

She smiles, sweet and devastating, before taking me back in – this time deeper, until I feel the head of my cock hit the back of her throat.

“Fuck.”

The pressure. The heat. The way she moans as I pulse against her tongue – like sheneedsit. Like this is just as much for her as it is for me.

“You’re doing so good, little omega,” I breathe, voice shaking. “Look at you – taking me so deep, sucking me like you were made for this. Forme.”

She quickens her pace and I lose the words. Just sounds now – gasps, moans, curses breathed like prayers.

My thighs tremble. My hand tightens in her hair.

“Gonna come,” I warn, voice guttural. “You want it, don’t you? Want to taste it, swallow it like the good girl you are?”

She moans around me, and that’s all it takes.

Pleasure crashes over me – violent and hot and consuming.

I come with a shout, hips stuttering, every muscle tensed as I spill into her mouth. She takes it all, swallows around me, licking and sucking until I’m shaking with overstimulation, until I have to gently push her back with a trembling hand.

“Holy fuck,” I pant, cupping her face and brushing my thumb over her swollen lips. “You’re unbelievable.”

She blinks up at me, dazed and glowing. “You taste good.”

I laugh, breathless. “You’re going to kill me.”

She grins. “Not yet. Fuck me first, Alpha. Please?”

Fuck. When she asks so sweetly, how can I deny her anything?

Especially when her voice goes all soft and needy like that – like begging me is second nature. Like sheknowsI’ll give her whatever she wants, and more.

I groan, running a hand down my face, then dragging it over her jaw to tilt her gaze back to mine.

“Evie.” Her name leaves me like a promise, wrecked and reverent. “You’ll be the death of me.”

Her smile turns smug. “Then die doing something you love.”

God.Fuck.My omega is brilliant. Wicked. Unapologetically hungry for me.

I sink to my knees, still a little shaky, and pull her with me, backing her toward the nest. Her skin’s flushed, scent thick and slick curling in the air between us, her body humming like she’s still vibrating from the heat. But it’s her eyes that kill me – bright, wanting, full of trust and desire and that spark that’s always been hers alone.

“You sure?” I murmur, thumb brushing over her cheekbone. “I want you, Evie. So fucking much. But I’ll wait if you need me to. I’ll never take what you don’t freely give.”

She reaches for my wrist, pressing a kiss to the inside of it, over my racing pulse. “Want you, alpha,” she whispers. “Xar. Wantyou. All of it.”

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