He removes his jeans and the sight of him in just his black boxers makes my mouth run dry. The outline of his arousal is so clearly evident – and impressive – that my eyes widen in appreciation, and a little fear.
Finn moves towards me, standing so close that our bodies are almost touching and the heat radiates off him. I reach out and grab his waist, pulling him in even closer. The moment our skintouches, a shiver rushes through me, and I swear I hear a low, contented purr from him in response.
I’m in trouble.
And I don’t care one bit.
I can feel his hard-on pressing against my stomach, and I love that he’s just as turned on as I am. His scent thickens in the air – smoky green tea and burnt caramel curling around me, sinking into my skin like a brand. My body reacts, wanting to swoon at the strength of his arousal, but I keep my emotions locked down.
He can’t know what I am.
He leans down and kisses me deeply, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I moan softly, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down onto the mattress with me. The blankets are soft and warm against my bare skin, and Finn’s hands move over my body, chasing away the cold. His touch is possessive, his fingers mapping out my curves like he’s committing them to memory. I preen under his attention, eager, pliant.
He runs his fingers over the curve of my breasts, pinching my nipples lightly through the lace of my bra. I gasp and arch my back, pressing my chest up against him in a silent plea for more. He leans down, pushing the material out of the way, and takes one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it gently. A deep rumble vibrates through his chest – an alpha’s growl of approval, rough and rich. It sends heat pooling between my thighs.
I let out a soft moan and run my fingers through his dark hair, pulling him even closer. He switches to my other nipple, biting down through the material and making me cry out.
My hands start to wander, and I’m surprised to feel a thin silver chain around Finn’s neck. I didn’t notice that before. I pull it away from his body, eyeing the medallion attached to it curiously. The pendant is small, the size of a coin, and I canmake out the shape of a bird of prey, with a wide wingspan and sharp talons carrying a flower.
“It’s a falcon,” Finn tells me with a smile. “It’s what I’m named after.”
“Finn means falcon?” I ask.
He grins and shakes his head. “No. My middle name’s Mae.” He reaches up, pulling the chain from my fingers. “This was a gift from my mother when I was born. Her name was Nari, hence the falcon carrying the lily.”
“It’s beautiful,” I tell him, not missing the way he referred to his mother in the past tense but feeling like it’s not the time to bring it up.
“You’re beautiful,” he replies, kissing me. My cheeks heat. It’s the second time he’s called me beautiful and it’s not something I’m used to hearing. The weight of his words settles deep in my chest, pressing against something unsteady inside me. I’ve never really been told I’m beautiful before. Or if I have, I’ve never believed it until now.
He’s an alpha and I’m a beta, and yet he still finds me beautiful.
He reaches behind me and unclips my bra, dragging the wet material off me and exposing my breasts. I bite the corner of my lip, waiting for his approval or dismissal.
“Perfect,” he sighs, dipping his head to take a nipple in his mouth. He swirls his tongue over the sensitive bud and my hips jerk in response.
His body covers mine, warmer than any blanket, and he presses kisses to my chest. He makes his way across my skin, kissing between my breasts and over my stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. Before I realise what’s happening, I feel his mouth against my underwear, kissing through the wet lace.
He stops long enough to pull my thong off and throw them out of sight.
“What are you doing?” I whisper, but the words come out more of a moan.
Finn doesn’t answer. Instead, he dips his head down to my pussy and makes me forget what I was asking.
He wraps his lips around my clit and sucks gently, sending pulses of pleasure through my legs. He licks between my lips, teasing me with his tongue. I can smell my arousal, the sweetened salt of it filling the air, and Finn groans as he inhales deeply. His pupils are blown wide with need.
I can’t stop a moan from escaping my mouth. I’ve never felt like this – like I’m on fire from the inside out. Finn’s hot mouth on my pussy sends shivers through my body. Instinct takes over, my legs trembling as I tilt my hips, offering more of myself to my alpha.
My alpha?!
Total fantasy. Never going to happen. This is just tonight. Just him. Just something I can walk away from in the morning.
Alphas want omegas. Need them in fact. They only fool around with girls like me until their forever mate comes along.
I spread my legs even wider to give him better access to my pussy. He’s holding my hips down, his tongue teasing me like no one ever has. I’m such a lucky girl, but it’s hard to snatch air with the relentless way he’s tongue fucking me.
“Oh, Finn!” I’m gasping for air as he brings me to the brink of an orgasm. I never want him to stop. My clit throbs as he sucks it between his lips, his tongue running circles around it.
It’s too much.