Page 53 of Enticing Little Omega
My cock was already hard, straining with need, my knot a pulsing entity on its own, begging for attention from our sweet girl, but I didn’t move. Not until she reached for me.
She stretched her arms above her head, rolling slightly to one side to face me. “William?” Her voice was wrecked. Needy. Hopeful.
“Yes, little Omega?” I stepped forward slowly, sinking down beside her on the edge of the nest.
Her fingers grazed my chest, featherlight. “I ache.”
That was all the permission I needed.
I leaned over her, one hand braced beside her head, the other cradling her cheek. She nuzzled into my palm, her lips parting on a sigh.
“You’re sure?” I asked softly, my forehead touching hers. “You still get to change your mind.”
“I don’t want to.” Her eyes searched mine, shining. “I wantyou.Please. Please, Daddy.”
That word—Daddy—shattered what little restraint I had left. But I held it together. For her.
“Good girl,” I whispered, pressing my lips to hers in the softest, slowest kiss I’d ever given. Her whole body melted into mine with a whimper, one leg hooking around my hip like instinct had taken over completely.
I kissed her again, deeper this time. Let her taste my hunger, let her feel the depth of my reverence. She wasn’t just a body, a heat, a rut waiting to happen. She was sacred. Ours to protect. Ours to worship.
My hand slid under her shirt—Annerly’s shirt—and up her belly, feeling the heat of her skin. She arched into the touch, her breath catching when I cupped her breast and dragged my thumb across her nipple.
“Such a perfect little Omega,” I murmured, kissing down her throat. “So soft. So ready. Do you know how beautiful you are when you beg for me?”
She moaned, trembling.
I moved lower, worshipping every inch of her on the way. Kissing. Licking. Nipping. I wanted her marked with pleasure, soaked in love. Her legs fell open when I kissed the inside of her thigh, her hands sinking into my hair.
“Mine,” I growled, just before I tasted her for the first time.
And it was everything I ever imagined it would be... and so much more.
Annerly joined us in the nest, his naked body curling up next to our Omega, his hands cupping her delicate breasts, holding them, shaping them, worshipping them.
With the two most important people in the world in front of me, I felt like all my dreams had come true and I didn't know who to thank for it.
I slipped a finger into Christa's warm, wet heat, as my mouth latched onto clit, sucking it into my mouth, drawing a mewling whine from my Omega.
"That's it, princess. Let your Daddy make you feel good," Annerly whispered to her just before he claimed her mouth in a soul-searing kiss.
My Omega cried out as I tasted her—sharp, sweet, and helpless. Her hips bucked, slick coating my lips, and I held heropen, laving my tongue across her folds with a slow, thorough hunger that had her squirming.
“Daddy—!” she gasped, clutching the blankets with shaking fingers.
I groaned into her, drunk on her scent, on the way her body bowed for me like it had always known mine. Her thighs quivered as I sucked gently on her clit, slow pulses that had her whimpering my name between sobs of pleasure.
“You’re so good for me, little Omega,” I murmured, voice thick. “So perfect. I could eat you forever.”
She moaned, raw and needy, her head thrashing side to side in the nest. I slid one finger inside her, slow and careful, giving her time to adjust. She clenched down around me, tight and wet andso ready.
“William,” Annerly said quietly. “She needs you.”
I looked up at them—her flushed skin, trembling thighs, the way her hands reached blindly for something to hold.
She neededmore.
She neededme.
