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Page 74 of Gold Rush

He kisses me again, desperation behind it as he grabs onto my hips and lifts me. I feel him brush against my thighs, and I don’t evenseehim before he lines us up and drops me down on top of himself. I gasp, my body locking up for a moment at the sudden intrusion. He’s so thick, a too-full burn lingers before my body suddenly gives and it’seuphoria.

My back bows from the pleasure, holding onto his shoulder with one hand and the edge of the nest with the other as he works himself into me with slow, deep thrusts. I don’t think anyone else couldtakehim except an omega, and I must be fucking made for it because the second our hips collide and he’s fully seated, save for his knot kissing my entrance, I want to sob from howgoodit all feels.

Theo grunts, holding himself still for a moment before he lifts me with a hand, pumping his thighs up and bouncing me. Our skin ripples together, and the stretch marks on my stomach brush the echoes of the ones on his.

“You’re right, I should be groveling.” He leans forward. “But the thing about me is” — he drops me down to the mattress as he pounds into me — “being on my knees wouldn’t let me have you likethis.” He kisses me heatedly, moving his lips to my chest, sucking on each of my nipples. “But maybe I can do that later.”

My nails claw up his shoulders as he pushes me back into the pile of pillows. His lips suck on my skin as he growls, “I’m not going to bite or knot you either, but I’m going to leave every inch of this pretty skin red and make you wish I did.”

He grabs my hips, pumping into me rapidly. He’s fucking me so hard we shift up the nest, inch by inch. Theo’s lips leave bright red hickeys all over me, making his way up to my throat until he can suck on my pulse point, moaning, “You smellsogood, princess. You feel like goddamn heaven around me, so wet andtight.”

I shiver at the nickname, fluttering around him, because unlike every other time he’s said it with derision, this time, in my nest, with him buried inside me — it soundsreverent.

“I feel you clenching around me. You just can’t help yourself, can you?” He drops a hand between us, rubbing my clit quickly. “That’s okay. I can finish you off. I can make you scream louder than any of them, and it’s a damn shame they’re not here to hear it. Are you going to come for me? Are you going to make this nest smell like we’ve been fucking in it every single second they’ve been gone? Where do you want it, June? In you? On you?”

I cry out as he moves faster. “On me!”

His eyes flash, almost black, his lips pulling back in a snarl. “Done.”

I spiral out, unable to hold back as I turn my head, biting down on his forearm to muffle my scream as I climax around him. All my muscles tense, but he pulls out in a rush, reaching down and stroking himself, wrapping a hand around his knot and strangling it as he leans up, coming with a broken groan all over my chest and stomach.

He gives me every last fucking drop before he sinks down, his head dropping as his arm shakes beside my head.

I breathe hard, staring down at the mess, my eyelids drooping as he slides a hand through his cum, humming softly.One thumb rubs it in a little circle over my nipple, and his smile is slightly deranged as he mutters, “I should probably have fed you dinner. We’re not going to leave this nest anytime soon, are we?”

My lips twitch as I sink back, spreading my legs wide, splaying out for him. “No, we’re not.”

Theo pauses, his eyes roving over me like he’s taking a thousand mental pictures. His thumb strokes over my other nipple, and then he lifts his hand and sucks his own cum off, smirking slowly.

“That’s what I like to hear, princess.”

I grin, laughing as he kisses me again, his weight settling on top of me as I wrap my legs around him, tilting my hips up to rub against his already semi-hard cock. It slips back into me and we both make little noises of surprise as he begins to pump his hips slowly again, his breath heating up the side of my face as he clings to me.

“You feel sofuckinggood. You’re so warm around me.”

I score my nails through his hair, jerking his head back to mine so I can kiss him hungrily, devouring his mouth as he ruins me for anyone else.

We can stop when we get too hungry to keep going.

But that’s going to take a while.

CHAPTER THIRTY

THEO

Wakingup next to her half-naked body, breathing deeply and heaving little sighs every time she adjusts, is all I want for the rest of my life.

I could die right now and be satisfied. The thin straps of her top slid down at some point during the night, dangerously close to letting the scraps of fabric over her chest droop. She only put it back on because we ate leftovers like rabid animals and then went straight back to fucking.

I shouldn’t be looking, but my eyes trace the round swell of each breast, and I want to reach over and slide my hands over each one, to grip them and let my fingers sink into her soft flesh as I bury my head into her neck. The entire bed smells like her perfume, light, herbal, and warm. I’ve fucked her so much the other smells are dimmer, undercurrents of fudge, orange, and mint.

June shifts, and her hair falls to one side, exposing her neck to me. I bite my tongue, trying in vain not to give in. I fail — arching my head so I can press my lips to the curve of her throat. Her scent is concentrated here, and nearly knocks me back on my ass when she makes a little sound, a half-moan that turns into a sleepy sigh.

Fuck it, I’m a goner anyway.

I slide my hands up, my chest pressed against her back as I skim them under her sham of a top, fingers finding the soft skin of her tits as I cup them and squeeze once. June whines and drops back against me, and I don’t know if she’s fully awake, or coherent, but I run my tongue over her pulse point anyway, leaving filthy, wet kisses as she arches her back and yawns.

“Mm,” she sighs, sinking back against me. “Shouldn't you take me to dinner before you fondle me?”