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“Well, boo to you. Let me see you wank all over my tits then.”
Her request surprises me, and I groan when she opens the buttons on her pretty summer dress to expose her perky tits that are so gorgeous that I want to dive in between them and never come up for air.
“I think I can do that,” I murmur and rise to my knees.
She unzips my pants and pulls my cock out, getting it stiffer before she lets go and lies down in the green grass, looking up at me with those green eyes that hold so much emotion and depth, it’s surprising she is only twenty-six.
I grab my cock and fist it tightly, tugging slowly, enjoying the ripple of muscle under my palm.
Her eyes go darker with desire. Her breathing goes heavier as she watches me.
I increase my speed, dropping my gaze to her tits, those rosy nipples peaking like pebbles.
“Sophia,” I rasp, roughly tugging my cock until I feel my balls aching for a release. With my blood thumping through my veins, I groan and come all over her luscious mounds, the hot splats of cum hitting her delicate, creamy skin in little puddles. She looks sexy as fuck covered in my spunk, and I want to fuck her so badly, I feel the dull ache of the rut start deep in my belly. There is no getting away from it. She has brought it out in me as much as I’ve tried to shove it aside. We will need to mate soon so that I can knot inside her, and even though she won’t be in heat, it will still fulfil me more than any other sex I’ve had in the past. I already know it.
“Oh, fuck, baby girl,” I murmur when she swipes her finger through the cum and licks it off. “You’re making it very hard to resist you.”
“That’s the idea.”
“Wanton little omega. I should spank you for being so bold.”
She rolls over onto her stomach and lifts her dress up, showing me her barely covered arse in her lacy knickers.
I stroke her gently and then give her a hard spank, cupping my hand so that it doesn’t leave a complete handprint on her soft skin.
She squirms, and I do it again. “Whose omega are you?”
“Yours,” she pants. “Always yours.”
I sit back and plant a kiss on the warm red spot. “Yes, baby girl. Always mine.”
ChapterForty-Three
Sugar
Laying snuggled against Carter in the warm sun, I ponder something, “How do you know Enzo?”
“I was wondering when that would come up,” he says, with a kiss on the top of my head. “He is an old friend. We met a long time ago on the Amalfi Coast. He had just been passed over by Gino to take over the family, and he was slipping out of control. He was drunk, and I was drunk; we formed a bond. When he came to me a year or so ago with his plans to take over the family using you and to ask for my financial backing, I agreed. Mostly because he had shown me pictures of you and talked non-stop about how amazing you were. I wanted to know you. Working for your dad was kind of a coincidence before you ask, but an opportunity that I wasn’t going to turn down. So, yes, I played both sides in order to get to know you. Does that freak you out?”
“No,” I reply truthfully, a bit startled by the info dump. “If anything, I find it flattering.”
He snorts. “Only you, baby girl, and that is why I love you.”
I smile up at him and then sigh. “I guess we’ve left the boys alone for long enough. Also, I want to find Nico. He’s the mastermind behind this entire thing.”
“No, he’s working for your dad.Heis the mastermind behind it all.”
“Same diffs,” I growl, annoyed with both of them, but knowing it won’t last. I get it, I do, but I also feel I have a right to be pissed with both of them for a little while. Fuckers. My whole life has been one giant chess board, being moved around by the king and his knight, which makes the metaphor of me being the pawn even more poignant and irritating.
Carter helps me stand up. He does his pants up, then bends down and runs his hand through the lake water to clean the sticky cum off my breasts before he buttons me up. “I’m sorry about the bites,” he murmurs. “Do they hurt?”
“Don’t be. I love them, and not until you reminded me.”
“Fuck. Sorry.”
“Stop apologising,” I say with a giggle.
“Your mother hates me.”
