“Yesssss,” she cries out as I slowly move in and out of her. “Make me filthy, Crew. Cover me in your cum and make me look like the dirty whore I am.”
Fucking hell. Could she be any more perfect?
She loops her arm around my neck as I pick up my pace, reaching around to slide my hand along her pussy and my cock. My hand comes away dripping, and I slap the fluid against her chest before rubbing it in.
There’s just something about covering her in our releases that’s hot as hell.
I’m sure it’s some kind of hormonal instinct caused by my omega designation, but I don’t give a fuck. We both like it, and that’s all that matters.
“Are you going to come for me again, baby?” I pant, one hand moving to pinch at her nipple.
She bites her bottom lip as she nods.
“Without me touching your clit?” I ask, eyebrows raised.
That gives her pause before she grins. “Absolutely.”
Then the little minx reaches down to rub her clit herself.
It’s a sight I’ll never forget as I watch the two of us in the mirror, loving the way her body moves against mine as I fuck her hard and fast.
“I’m close, baby.” I squeeze her tits, using them to anchor her to me as I ram into her.
Her pussy flutters around me, and I know she’s almost there. She continues to work her clit, her eyes shut as I watch her.
She’s never more beautiful than she is in the throes of passion.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” The curses are panted before she throws her head back and lets out a throaty moan.
Her orgasm sets off my own, and I grunt as I pound into her a few more times before grinding against her ass.
Carefully, I extract her from my hold and lay her onto the dry side of the bed before curling up beside her. “That was fucking amazing, Kiki. Feel free to fight with me anytime you want if we get to have makeup sex like that.”
“Yeah…no.” She laughs as she rolls to face me, leaning in to brush her lips against mine. “I’d prefer if we never fought again.”
I stick my lower lip out in a pout. “Ugh. Fine.”
That pulls a giggle out of her, and I smile.
This right here just proves the amazing relationship I have with this woman.
Does it hurt that she thinks I’d be willing to leave this—to leave her—behind for a scent-matched pack?
Definitely, but I’m trying not to take it personally. I know it has nothing to do with me, but with her self doubts.
I hope she’s done with this, and that we can move on with the guys. I’d love to form a pack with the five of us, but only time will tell.
In the meantime, it’s my job to make sure Kiara understands how much she means to me, and that I’ll never leave her.
“Come on, baby. Let’s shower. We can fuck in the shower a few more times, then we can change the sheets and watch a movie until we fall asleep, yeah?”
“Yeah?” Her face lights up as she sits up to look down at me. “I’m not going to lie. That sounds amazing.”
“Good.” I sit up and kiss her hungrily. My cock, which had finally gone down after my third orgasm, perks up once more. “It’s time I dirty you up before getting you clean again.”
Sometimes, being an omega is truly a blessing.
With a laugh, I scoop Kiara into my arms and carry her to the shower.