Page 31 of The Omega's Secret Baby
I arched my back and moaned.
Matt laid a finger on my lips. “Don't wanna wake the kid, do you?”
“God no.” I took a deep breath. “But you're not making this easy.”
His lips curved up. “Guess I'll have to keep your mouth occupied.”
“Guess you're--“
He shut me up by pressing his lips to mine. I closed my eyes and inhaled, drawing his scent into my nose. He smelled of alpha, and male sweat, and a little bit of the popcorn we'd had at the movies. The taste was on his tongue too, when it met mine, but only faintly. More than of popcorn, he tasted ofMatt.He still tasted exactly the way he had when we'd first kissed in the woods all those years ago.
It was a taste I could never get enough of.
A taste I hadn't thought I'd have on my tongue again, and one that I'd missed so badly I never wanted him to stop kissing me again.
Dear lord, what was I getting into letting this alpha back into my heart?
Only he'd never really left, and I lost my thread of thought when Matt ground our hips together.
I was already embarrassingly hard. And he was still wearing clothes!
I tugged his shirt out of his pants and ran my hands under it, feeling the warmth of his skin, and the way his muscles moved beneath it. He was still strong. I liked that. Turned on some primitive part of my brain like nothing else. I could run my fingers over the lines of his abs and pecs all day and not get bored. Hell, I couldlickthem.
Matt groaned when I lightly scraped my fingers over his nipples and finally took off his shirt. He was stunning to look at, just as he had been when we were younger. Alphas had an unfairly easy time keeping up a good physique, but I couldn't really be mad about that when that meant I got to feel all those muscles on top of me.
“Your pants too,” I rasped.
He shot me a serious look. “Are you really sure about this?”
“Are you having second thoughts?” I asked, eyes darting back and forth between his face and his groin, where I could see the outline of his cock stretching the fabric.
He shook his head. “I want you so badly it's all I can do not to jump on you.”
“Is that why you still have your pants on?” I raised an eyebrow at him.
“It's the last thing standing between me and my desire to fuck you like we're animals.”
“Oh yeah?” I licked my lips. “There's lube and condoms in the drawer to your right.” And then, catching his eyes, I reached for his fly and undid it.
Ifthatwasn't enough to tell him what I wanted...
Fortunately, though, it was.
He yanked his pants and his underwear off.
Well, hello there. I remembered that cock. Remembered exactly what it felt like inside me too. The memory was so intense now that I had it in front of my eyes that I felt oddly empty in my unfucked state. Iachedto have that cock in me again. It was like the worst kind of itch, and definitely one I couldn't scratch myself.
When Matt found the lube and poured it in his hand, I spread my legs in invitation. I was a typical omega in that I didn't need a lot of preparation before sex, but if Matt was still the man I'd known, I knew he'd make sure I was ready anyway. And he did, sliding first one, then two fingers in and out of me while I did my best not to moan. I really didn't want to be heard by anyone else in the house.
“Harder,” I said on a sigh, because his fingers couldn't satisfy me. Not when I knew what his cock was like. All his fingers did was tease, until the intensity of my need was almost unbearable.
And I'm sure the bastard enjoyed it too, watching me bite my lips to contain all the sounds I wanted to make.
And then finally,finally, he withdrew his fingers, rolled on a condom and entered me.
Shivers chased down my spine at the feeling of my hole stretching for him. The burn was minimal, but it was there, and I embraced it, spreading my legs even wider. Oh God, it was so good. To feel him again after all this time. I had to press a pillow to my face and bite on it to keep from moaning as Matt went in as deeply as he could.
After a moment, I felt the pillow being ripped away from me, and then Matt was there, kissing me. I welcomed him, letting his tongue into my mouth the same way I let his cock into my ass, feeling utterly claimed, owned and perfectly happy.
