Page 48 of His Bonded Omega Mate
I paused the movie. “Hey! I was watching —” I took his mouth in a hard kiss, pouring my frustration into it.
Our tongues tangled, and hands roamed. I hadn’t meant for it to go so far. Just making out would have been enough for me. Before I knew it, Hiroshi was on top of me, grinding down on my hard cock, still trapped in my pants.
“Need you,” he muttered. He peeled off his shirt and pulled at the buttons of mine. I took over as he opened his jeans and wriggled out of them. Hiroshi hated wearing underwear. He sat proudly naked above me.
“Goddess. Look at you!” I loved the lean lines of my mate’s body. Every inch of him was perfectly formed from his dusky nipples, hairless chest, down taught abs to a slim cock.
I must have paused in undressing as he took over, frantically pulling the fabric out of the way. He moved down the sectional as he pulled down the zipper of my pants and drew me out of my underwear. I gasped as he took me into his hot mouth, sucking me down to the root in a practiced move I couldn’t replicate, no matter how much I’d tried to learn.
Within seconds, I was fully hard and worried about knotting his mouth. As hot as that would be, because we’d tried it already, I wanted in his ass. I was aching to feel him around me, to fill him with my release. My wolf knew he couldn’t get pregnant. It had disappointed us he wasn’t after the last heat, but we had years with our mate. Pups would happen. Until then, we had plenty of time to practice breeding him.
Now. Want inside you. I used our bond, unable to form the words, as I held my breath and pushed my orgasm back. Hiroshi always had me on a hair trigger.
“Off!” he demanded as he pushed at what remained of my clothes. He rose long enough for me to push the pants off. He didn’t wait for my underwear and it tangled around my ankles.
Hiro took a firm grip of my cock and guided it into him. He sank down slowly with a pleasure filled sigh. I gripped his hips to keep him in place as I thought about garbage and ugly things, willing this to last longer than a few seconds. I’d been too on edge all day.
Finally under control, I released my grip, allowing Hiro to rock. He ground down, lifted his body up and down my length, taking what he needed from me.
He was stunning in his passion. The dim light of the room bounced off sharp cheekbones, making his beauty even more stark. He looked otherworldly, and he was mine.
Soon he was tired, unable to catch his breath. Frustrated, he let out a growl. I flipped us, so he was under me. I lifted his legs to my shoulders and entered him, setting a punishing pace as he jerked himself.
We came together just minutes later. My knot formed, tying us together. “Hmm, that was fantastic,” Hiro muttered sleepily.
“Have a rest and I’ll take you to bed after.”
“And go again?” He opened an eye and looked at me with a grin.
“Maybe.” I arranged us carefully on the sofa as Hiroshi took a nap.
I used his t-shirt to clean us up when my cock finally slipped out of him. There was a blanket on the back of the couch, so I wrapped him up as I watched him sleep. He was so peaceful. I wished for this always.
It wasn’t possible to tell how long I’d lain there with him. I think I’d fallen asleep too. Sounds of people entering the house had roused me.
“Shh,” Asher whispered. “Just us. Come to bed.” He hiked Hiroshi up into his arms, but when I stood, he handed him to me.
“Everything okay?” I looked between the two men that were supposed to be my mates, only feeling a growing distance I couldn’t bridge.
“All good,” Tate said as he brushed a kiss on my lips. “Let’s go to sleep.”
Asher kissed me, too. There was a finality to it I didn’t like.
I always set my alarm for the butt-crack of dawn because things in the office were always stupidly busy. Reaching up, getting free of Hiro, I pressed snooze and snuggled into my pillow for another ten minutes of sleep.
My wolf caught the scent of something off.
Hiroshi’s scent was all over me and the entire room, which made my wolf happy, but there was something foreign in the room. I sat up to take a deeper whiff of whatever it was in.
The scent of another alpha near our mate.
Not only that. There was another omega in the room. There was a sharp sweetness in the air that suggested that not only was there an omega in the room.
There was one about to go into heat.
It was still dark in the room, so I flipped on the light. The three bodies in the bed grumbled as the light woke them.
“What the fuck, Roan?” Asher griped. He sat up, exposing his nakedness and the unfamiliar scent I’d detected. He was the alpha that I could smell.
