Page 28 of Bliss & Her Idols

My eyes become glazed, but I wait for his consent.

“Yes.” He’s panting.

I slip my fingers beneath my panties, teasing myself just above where I truly am desperate to be touched.

My cheeks are flushed.

“Why don’t you touch yourself too?” I splay my legs open.

“I’ve never done that.”

“What?” I find my clit, stroking over it, even as my brow furrows.

“It’s forbidden for an Omega to touch themselves.”

Fury and defiance surge through me.

How dare some fucking Alpha deny Cricket his right to his own body?

“I’m giving you permission to touch yourself,” I say, firmly. “Can you hear me? I’m wet, slick,fucking panting, as I touch myself right now. I’m close. Fuck, it feels so good…”

I hear a gasp on the other end of the phone.

It feels like a victory.

Then a rustling, before a wet slick sound, and a shuddering breath.

Hearing Cricket’s hand glide up and down his cock has me moaning in turn.

“Fuck.” Cricket sounds as close to the edge as I am already. “Fuck,fuck.”

He never cusses.

In a year, he hasn’t.

This is an even larger victory.

I laugh, throwing my head back, circling my clit even faster.

Pleasuring myself, while listening to my man doing the same, is the most intimate thing that I’ve done because I know that this is Cricket’s first time allowing himself to explore and enjoy his body.

The thought sends sparks through me.

“When I kiss you for the first time,” I breathe, “I’m going to run my hand through your hair. My nails will catch on your scalp, which will send shivers through you. Then I will lower my lips toward yours. You won’t be able to look away. But just before our mouths touch, I’ll tighten my hand in your hair. The tug will go straight to your cock. You’ll whine, desperate for the touch of my lips.So fucking desperate.You’ll plead, but I’ll keep you on edge, backing you toward the wall. I’ll cage you, then finally…finally…just when you’re so desperate that you feel like you’re about to explode, I’ll give you a kiss that will take away you breath.”

A delicious whimper.

Fuck, that’s perfect.

“Yes, please,yes, Bee…”

“Good Omega,” I murmur.

“Yours,” Cricket sighs like he’s waited his entire life to both hear the wordsgood Omegaand tell someone else that he’s theirs and not have it thrown back in his face.

“Mine,” I say, made brave by the pleasure chasing through me to say it out loud. He doesn’t deny it. “The kiss will be better than you’ve ever imagined. I’ll kiss you hard and claiming, making you mine with my tongue, in and out, like I’m fucking you…”

And just like that Cricket and I come at the same time.

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