Page 22 of Thick Omega

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“Baby, words. I need your words.”

He cupped his face with his hands, bringing him closer. His warm breath wafted over his lips.

“Yes,” Mac moaned.

At that moment, he would have said anything to feel his lips. Deltta slanted his mouth over his, overwhelming him with his need. Mac melted against him.

This is what a kiss feels like, Mac shivered.

Deltta’s tongue slashed against his in sensual strokes that made him dizzy. Mac didn’t know what to do. He clung to the alpha, praying he came out of this the same.

But he doubted he would, not after he was with Deltta Kohle.

He was all male, strong and overwhelming. His hands moved over his back to clutch his ass, bringing him closer. He ground into him, his hard cock pushing against his.

He was thick and so hard. Mac wanted to feel him inside him.

Naked.

He needed to be naked. Mac trembled, thinking about it. But he couldn’t make himself break the kiss. It was delicious and all-consuming.

A rip sounded in the room.

“Shit.”

Deltta pulled away, taking his warmth with him. He gasped as he stared down at his hands. He was shaking.

“What?” Mac stared at him, not sure what was happening. He followed his gaze and saw black claws tipping his fingers. “Deltta?”

“Give me a minute,” he said, moving Mac off his lap. Mac wrapped his thighs around him. He clung to him even as he lay him down on the bed. His weight sank into him. Mac groaned, loving how heavy he was on top of him.

No. He can’t stop this. Mac held on as he tried to pull away.

Deltta stared down at him. Desire swirled in his eyes, but he held it at bay. Mac shivered at the sight of it. No alpha has ever looked at him like that.

“Don’t stop,” he begged.

Deltta hissed.

“I’m going to sink my claws into you,” he warned.

But to Mac, it sounded like a promise of something he never thought he would find.

“Okay.”

Mac went to his elbows and tentatively kissed him. Deltta held still. Mac did it again.

Kiss me back, he silently begged. He wanted to feel it again – the devouring pull of his kisses.

“I hope you’re ready,” Deltta warned him again before he reached for his long shirt and ripped it with his claws. Mac whimpered. His pants were next. He trembled as Deltta pulled down his underclothes, revealing his cock.

Mac stared at him as his cock bounced on his stomach. Deltta licked his lips. He reached for him, raking his claws down his thighs. The pinpricks of pain spurred his arousal. Mac thrust his hips up for more.

Deltta clutched his thighs and spread them wide. His hands ran up and down his thighs, smoothing over the marks he left on his skin. He leaned down and kissed the tip of his cock.

“Oh shit." Mac clutched the covers beneath him as Deltta licked the tip, making him feel like he was coming out of his body. His fingers trailed down until he was touching his hole.

Mac jolted. No one has ever touched him there.