Page 31 of Our Haunted Omegas
“What’s going to eat me?” I asked, trying to play it off as a joke but my heart thrummed against my ribs as if he might swallow me whole and not in a welcomed way.
“I’m only going to ask once and then I’ll leave you alone about it until you bring it up,” he said.
He wanted me to bite him. That had to be it! Cobalt opened his mouth to say something else but I was already wrapping an arm around his neck to pull him down to me. I wasn’t going to strain a muscle claiming him. He said something I couldn’tmake out as my wolf lent me his canine and the sharp, alabaster tooth extended from my gum. Cobalt’s scent turned confused, relaxed, and then finally hard. He smelled stiff and scaley and everything good. I bit him once, missing the gland and swearing under my breath as he started shaking as hard as I was. I tried again, slower this time when he didn’t push me away. My wolf’s canine sank into his gland and the clear magical fluid flooded into my mouth. He tasted like cinnamon and something warmer. I lapped up his memories and it was like a crash course in his family tree. I expected to see an onslaught of lovers and maybe even a few orgies but mostly it was family memories from when he was a kid or as an adult hanging out with his brothers. His energy was steady as ever and the trembling slowed in both of us as I licked up the last of the memory-holding fluid.
“Can you hear me now?”I asked.
“I’ve heard you for a while, Odie. Since I bit you. It was you who couldn’t hear me. I was only going to ask if you wanted me to get you off to clear your head but this works.”
I blushed hotter and hid my face in his chest. I needed a minute alone but not actually alone. I needed a minute to sort out my thoughts but I also needed to hold onto Cobalt. If we’d fulfilled the claiming vows why was I still so damn hard and slick? Why did I still want him so much?
“It’s not magic. It’s lust. It’s reunion. Hell, I don’t know. Maybe I’m just hot.”
“You are,”I muttered over the newly opened link.“So fucking hot. I’m going to have to beat people away from you with a broom. You’re mine. I bit you. I proved it.”
“Do you want me to get you off?”
“What? Out here?”I said, pulling back from him just enough to look around.
“Well, yeah or inside. Or in the forest. We can do it back in the truck if you want and we’re careful not to have you cumming all over the floorboards.”
“How much do you think I cum?”I asked and blushed crimson at my own question even though I hadn’t spoken aloud.
“It’s not about how much I think you cum all at once. It’s all about how many times I plan to make you cum,”he growled over our mating link and my knees quivered.“We have plenty of privacy right here. We both know that Ambry and Indigo are unpacking and talking what you said in circles. Hell, they’re sort of wondering if I lost my mind with how I just bit you and I think I probably have. I think that’s the whole point of meeting your true-mate. I think I’ve lost a bit of my mind and I’m not certain that it bothers me at all. I had a therapist once that said I just used sex to fill a void in my life and if I ever filled that void my libido would probably drop a hundred points. Well, he was full of shit because it was you I was looking for and standing here this close to you has me hornier than ever. I can literally feel how hard and slick you are. It’s like you’re literally inside my brain and it makes me ache. I need to make you cum. Can I please make you cum?”
I blinked and my heart thrummed hard and fast behind my ribs again. Wasn’t this backwards? Didn’t most people beg for their own orgasm? Was this tall, sexy, and in demand guy really begging to make me cum? I didn’t need him to ask again. I wrapped one arm around his neck and pulled him down into a long, hard kiss. His teeth scraped against my lip and I moaned into his mouth. With the hand not resting on his shoulder, I freed my dick. The mountain breeze played at it and I almost melted right there into the ground.
“We’re really the only four up here, right? If anyone walks in on us it’s just them, right? What about the caretakers?” I asked a million questions between kisses.
“If the caretakers show up, they won’t interrupt us.”
“Uh…. But they didn’t consent to seeing me with my dick flapping in the breeze.”
“I’ll cover it up,” he whispered and wrapped his long-fingered fist around my cock. I melted at his touch. His fingers were soft and warm, forming a cage around me that I never wanted to escape from. His hand moved slowly as he captured my mouth for another kiss and moved his fist in time with our tongues dancing between our mouths. I rocked my hips, thrusting through his big fist and savoring it. Then it disappeared and he reached into his pocket.
“Whatcha doing?” I asked instead of asking what I really wanted to know which was why the hell did he stop.
A second later he held up the tiniest blue lotion bottle as if he kept it in his pocket just for occasions like this.
“Do you make a habit of jacking people off outside?”
“Outside is always fun,” he shrugged. “New bottle though,” he showed me the seal.
“It’s so tiny. It’s probably one bottle per handjob,” I laughed.
“Shush,” he said and kissed me. I laughed against his mouth because of course my mate would carry lotion around in his pocket just for this. A second later his hand was back around my dick where it belonged and this time it slid seamlessly over the silky-smooth skin of my shaft.
“Fuck,” I hissed under my breath. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
“Lean back against the truck and get comfy,” Cobalt said.
I let the truck take on my weight but was careful to keep my hands away from it. I didn’t want anyone yelling at me about scratching the hell out of the truck’s paint job if I got carried away and with how fast and tight his hand was it was only a matter of time until I got carried away.
“Too much?” Cobalt asked, picking up on my thoughts over our mating link.
“Keep going,” I shook my head. “Squeeze it.”
He did and my eyelids fluttered. Cobalt squeezed me tight and slowed his stroking to focus on the pressure. I bit my lip and swallowed down a howl. I couldn’t hold that back forever now that my wolf and his dragon were connected by the claiming vows. Still, this close to him I could smell the wolfish heritage of the other side of his family. There was fur somewhere on his big, draconic body and one day I’d take my time and find it. That day wasn’t right now. Right now, I’d have traded a week’s worth of sleep just to keep his hand around my cock.
