“I can make you come, and you’ll feel better,” he told her, playing circles over her clit.
“It won’t stop, though?” she asked, voice shaking.
“I’m afraid it won’t stop until you’ve been knotted, darling.”
This was torture—fierce, horrible torture—yet I stayed there, watching. Isadora clutched the sheets, her eyes on Per’s fingers as he circled over her clit slowly. It looked almost too slow, but it seemed to be working, judging by her mewls.
It took less than a minute. God, I wished I had timed her.
“Oh god, I’m coming.” And the room exploded with her scent.
I blinked slowly, the air inside my lungs feeling like it just froze right there. She came so quickly, so devastatingly. Her legs were shaking, and her eyes wide for the surprise she found on herself.
“There you go, there you go,” Per said, petting her hair.
It was fucking ridiculous and wasn’t going to work. The woman needed to be knotted. She was an omega, for fuck’s sake. Five minutes of petting wasn’t going to do it. I shook myself from head to toe. Per kept petting her hair. I didn’t know if he meant to be tender in this, but in a matter of minutes, her body was tense all over again as she got herself all worked up.
“Oh damn…” she cursed.
Per looked at me, a crease between his eyebrows full of confusion.
“You better work those fingers again and again. That won’t be enough,” I spat.
They both looked at me as if I was the bad guy, as if I wasn’t standing there watching this madness continue.
She was Karl’s daughter. Our friend, our packmate. I just watched Per getting Karl’s daughter off, and I stood there, hating that wasn’t me. My head was too screwed up. I wanted to believe it was fucked since I came home and tasted her cunt in the air, but no. I hadn’t been the same man for a long time.
I fucking hated Karl when he left, and I wanted nothing to do with him, so why was I holding myself back not to touch his daughter? To make her look right at me with those big blue eyes and take my cock and my knot?
Why did I want this more than I wanted anything ever before?
“We can go again.” Per nodded more to himself than to her.
He could finger the woman until the cows came home. An omega heat wouldn’t go away like this. It was rare that an omega was in this state without her pack, but everything about our situation was unusual. I didn’t let my mind go to Isadora’s pack. It didn’t matter. They could be someone here in the village,but they could be anyone in the world. They might as well not exist in my mind. Though Per’s actions seemed kind, they were extremely misguided. If it was just about rubbing, she could have done that herself, and we could go back to sleep.
“Say it.” Isadora’s voice took me from my thoughts.
My eyes traveled from her naked legs to her face, her eyes narrowed and her mouth closed in a line. She was so soft, yet her personality was so prickly, I wanted not to enjoy that, but every time she looked at me, shooting daggers from her eyes, I felt it right on my cock.
“Say it,” she repeated.
“Everything I had to say, I did.” I shrugged.
“Yet you keep looking at us like you have some opinions.”
“It’s usually how I look when I see someone being stupid.”
That did it. She shot up, her back detaching from Per’s warm embrace. Her little hands balled into a fist. “What can be done? Don’t you see? I’m in pain! Why is Per the only one who gives a fuck?”
The tension over my shoulder only pressed even further, and something inside me snapped like a rubber band. I jumped into action, crowding her over the bed. Taking her delicate chin in my hand, I squeezed it between my thumb and forefinger.
“The only thing I could do for you is fuck you raw.”
Her eyes widened in surprise. It was just a flash of vulnerability, and soon, she was pushing that back to wherever it came from, her eyebrow arching in a challenge.
“So fuck me and end this.”
She said it so carelessly but still her words got me by my throat, a shiver running down my spine. I obviously couldn’t do it, even if the mere idea almost got me spilling inside my pajamas. My hands eased over her chin, and I was ready to not only leave the bed but the room altogether, until the next words from her lips stopped me in her tracks.
