Page 202 of An Omega for the Lycan Prince
“Enough not to wear any underwear,” I whisper into his ear.
“Again?” he smirks. “I should prevent you from wearing any underwear altogether. I could slip my hand under your skirt anytime, during a meeting, during dinner…whenever… and touch you without any fabric in between. How would you be able to stifle your moans, Luna?”
His words make my pussy even wetter.
I bite into his earlobe softly. “Anything you want.”
He groans. “Fuck, Annalise.” He throws me on our bed, crawling on top of me.
This time I decide not to get swept up by my lust and arousal for him and instead feel and see everything with all my senses awake. His hair has grown a bit longer. It’s almost shoulder length now, naturally wavy, soft curls falling into his face. His strong arms are around me, his thick thighs straddling me. I should feel small and fragile underneath his strong body, but I don’t. I love how strong he is and how easily his body can engulf me. I brush my hands over his arms, taking in the texture of his skin, my fingers trailing over the scars on his back left by Marcus and his men.
Anger fills me for a moment, but not for long because my probing, stroking, and watching have clearly raised Liam’s attention.
His eyes are dark, filled with want. “What are you doing, mate?”
“Feeling you and touching you.” I continue to let my eyes wander over his chest and neck, where he bears my mark.
“And what about me?” he asks, his tone suggestive. “When will I be allowed to look at you?”
“You want to look at me?” I sit up a bit, slightly surprised. But every time Liam looks at me like I am the most beautiful creature in the universe, my confidence gets a boost. He loves me like I love him. He wants me the same way I want him.
Why second guess everything?
No reason to be shy, Leah spurs me on further.Believe me, he is crazy for you. Let’s give him what he wants.
I get up on my knees, pushing Liam back a bit. He lets me, his eyes following me curiously. I stretch a bit in what I hope looks like a sexy move before slowly pulling my shirt over my head. I take my time, letting it move past my belly and slowly over my breasts before dropping it to the side. “You want to watch?” I whisper, sitting down on my heels and moving a hand into my pajama pants.
I start to touch myself, all the while keeping my eyes locked on Liam. Various expressions cross his face.
Leah was right when she said he would love it.
I decide to act on my sudden boost of confidence, lying back down on my back, spreading my legs slightly while continuing to touch myself. I stroke and rub over my clit, closing my eyes to relish the sensation, like I do it when I am alone.
I can feel Liam’s body heat, he seems to have come closer. “Continue,” he commands, his voice hoarse. I can feel his fingers at my sides before there is a ripping sound, and he tears my shorts off. I gasp slightly when I feel my intimate parts being exposed like that, but Liam’s show of dominance is only spurring me on further.
I reach one of my hands up, squeezing and touching my boobs. I have my eyes closed, but I can feel Liam’s gaze on me. I can feel his passion and desire for me through our mate bond.
I wonder how much more… how much longer I can push him until he will give in and just fuck me. An idea pops up in my mind as I sit up a bit, smirking slightly when I slide towards Liam. Good, he has gotten rid of his clothes, too, probably planning to jump me any moment.
But not yet.
I make him lie down on his back, straddling his legs before bending down for my upper body to hover above his dick. I grab my boobs, squeezing them slightly before wrapping them around Liam’s erection.
“Fuck, Annalise!” he blurts out, pushing up on his elbows to watch me, his eyes darkening with hunger as I pleasure him with my breasts. Another idea hits me. The angle is awkward, but I don’t mind. I bend my head down, taking the tip of his cock in my mouth, sucking it. The way he moans my name, the way he looks at me makes my head spin and my lower regions heat up again.
Before he comes, he pulls me away. I gasp when he tugs me in his arms and throws me on the bed. “Liam!” I scream. His eyes are dark, almost black.
“You better prepare yourself for a long night,” he mutters breathlessly.
His promise sends a shiver of anticipation down my spine. I arch my back slightly, gasping when he enters me with one quick thrust. “Fuck, Liam!” I throw my head back while clinging to his back. His hips snap forward, strong enough to make me almost hit my head against the bed frame. I grasp it with one hand, the other still clinging to his back. I barely notice how my nails scratch him slightly, only noticing how he groans in pleasure. “Deeper,” I beg. “Liam.”
“Fuck, Annalise, you are so hot.” Drips of sweat run down his forehead and drop on my chest. “So hot for me, so beautiful.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer and clenching my walls around his dick. He picks up the movement of his hips, deep and strong thrusts sending one shudder after another through my body. I can feel my body tensing up, my toes curling. I scream his name again, not able to see or hear anything. Everything around me is white. Something in my ears pulsates.
When I return to my senses, I am still gasping slightly. Liam is sitting, leaning against the headboard and holding me in his arms. Goddess, that was hot. My body aches a bit and my pussy feels a bit sore, but I don’t mind. I shift my gaze towards my beautiful mate, meeting his eyes.
“That was fantastic,” I admit, still a bit breathless.
