Page 24 of His Unicorn Alpha
“You’re so hot,” he whispered, smoothing his hands over my shoulders and down my arms. “So insanely sexy.”
I chuckled. “I could say the same about you. You are exquisite, Micah. Prettier than the models you doll up.” He was even more attractive to me now that I was aware of how kind he was.
Kindness was an incredibly attractive quality.
“Fuck, I love your accent,” he muttered, moving his head to my other side and repeating his exploration of my skin with his mouth, “and your beard, and your body…”
“I haven’t been this slick for anyone in…fuck…in my entire life,” I admitted, squirming under the attentions of his hands and his mouth. I whined as he dropped to his knees in front of me and popped the button over the fly of my jeans. I swore I was going to create a puddle when he looked up at me from beneath long, surprisingly dark eyelashes, his hands braced on my thighs.
“Is this okay?” he asked. “You sure we’re not going too fast? We’ve only just met.”
“You are my mate. I can feel it in my soul. If anything, this is not progressing quickly enough. Though that could be the hormones talking…”
His pretty, plump pink lips lifted into another one of those lazy smirks. “Horniness is a better pregnancy symptom than nausea.”
“Except for the fact that I feel as though I might combust if you do not dosomethingimmediately.”
Sitting on his haunches, he shuffled around the floor on his knees and gestured towards the table. “Lean against that, sugar. Let’s make sure you’re nice and stable before I take care of you.”
Sugar.
The endearment made me feel weak in the knees and I was glad for his instruction to brace myself on the strong slab of timber.
He unzipped my fly and pulled my jeans and underwear down. I had taken to wearing a size larger than I required, disliking tight waistbands around my growing stomach, and they slid to my ankles with very little effort.
“Gods,” he breathed, staring at my cock as it strained to greet him. He wrapped his hand around its base and stroked slowly, looking up at me as he said, “I can’t wait to ride this.”
Chapter Ten
The moment the words left my mouth I wanted to snatch them back. Brandt’s eyebrows were furrowed, his lips parting in confusion.
“Forget I said that,” I pleaded, still stroking the glorious, long, thick length in front of me. The purpled tip glistened with precum and I wanted to lick it, to get my first taste of him.
“That is not going to be possible,” his tone was gravelly and filled with the same lust that was coursing through my veins. “I assumed…I mean, I am an omega…betas have never...”
Shame suffused me, making my cheeks heat. I looked away. “I told you. I’m a disappointing beta. In more ways than one, I guess.”
“Disappointing?” Brandt sounded incredulous. “Darling, the very idea that you wantmeinsideyouis incredible in all the best ways. Not to continually remind you of how much older I am, but…there is not much I have not done in my hundreds of years of existence. And humans tend to expect that I prefer to top. As such, combined with my omega desires, I am happily vers.”
I should have known that the universe would gift me a mate whose sexual preferences were compatible with my own. Nevertheless, I could have sobbed with relief. With my hand still wrapped around his dick, I squeezed and stroked him with renewed vigor.
“You’resofucking perfect for me,” I told him before finally giving in to the urge to suckle at the tempting head of his cock.
“Oh,fuck,” he gritted out in his deep, sexy rumble of a voice, and his hands came to land on top of my head, thick fingers grappling at my hair. “Yes, Micah, more. Please. Give me more of your beautiful mouth.”
I couldn’t deny him when he asked so nicely, especially not with that irresistible accent.
Relaxing my throat, I controlled my breathing and focused on taking him all the way in, wanting to impress him, wanting tosatisfyhim. He gasped as I took all of him in until his fuzzy balls were resting against my chin. Then, because I was a fucking show off, I swallowed around him.
“Holy mother of…fuck, Micah. Fuck. Fuck…your perfect mouth.”
I groaned and attempted to nod as I slowly drew back and then sucked him all the way back in again.
I wanted exactly that. For him to fuck my mouth. To take his pleasure from me.
My eyes watered when I repeated the movement a bit faster, and drool slipped from the corners of my lips and down my chin. I probably looked like a mess, but when I peered back up at Brandt again, his eyes almost rolled back in his head.
“Lookat you, darling,” he practically purred. His fingers tightened their hold on my hair and he thrust his hips, making me choke momentarily. But instead of apologizing, he only groaned, proving that we really were on the same wavelength. “Oh fuck, I’m getting close.”
