Page 93 of Examining the Bond

Skylar's expression turns serious as I look up at her, and her concern radiates down the bond. She presses the back of her hand to my forehead, my cheek, my chest.

“You do feel a bit hot,” she admits. Her voice doesn’t reflect any of my current panic, but it’s not reassuring. “The bond must have burned away your suppressants.”

My lips part just as another cramp twists my stomach, and I curl into her arms reflexively, a tiny groan escaping. It’s beenso long since I felt the full rage of a heat, and I know it’ll only get worse from here. My pulse spikes, the sound pounding in my ears, and I try to swallow my panic.

It’s going to be fine,I tell myself half-heartedly.My alpha is here. She’ll take care of me.

But the words aren’t enough to chase away the prickle of fear clawing up my spine. This will be my first heat with an alpha, and I have no idea what to expect. Not to mention we’ve been bonded for less than five minutes.

Everything is happening too fast, all at once.

“Skylar,” I whimper as my anxiety sinks its claws in me.

“It’s okay.” She brushes her lips against mine as her scent pumps into the air around us. It’s so thick, I can almost taste it, wrapping around me like a blanket. “I’m not going anywhere. I’ll take care of you. But first, let’s get you out of that dress so you can be comfortable.”

At her words, the fabric of my outfit becomes itchy, and I can’t wait to get it off. I stand on shaky legs and catch my breath when Skylar slides off the bed to land on her knees in front of me. Then, she goes to work undoing the straps of my heels, slipping them off and setting them aside.

When she stands, I’m much shorter than I was earlier tonight, and she towers over me. The heat between my thighs turns into a steady throb, and slick streams down my legs as I stare up at her.

My strong, fierce,sexyalpha.

“Turn around, preciosa,” she demands, and I oblige. Shivers skitter down my back as her fingers slide down the zipper, and before I know it, she’s shoving the pesky fabric away from my shoulders. It slinks into a pile at my feet.

Skylar presses open-mouthed kisses along my shoulders, her hands dancing around my waist, over my cramping stomach.She hooks a finger through the string of my thong and shoves it down too, leaving me completely naked and bare for her.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” she mutters in my ear as her hands come up to cup my breasts. I press my ass back against her, the need to feel her growing stronger the longer she teases me.

If I had it my way, she’d throw me into that mountain of blankets and dive into my pussy like a professional swimmer. But I also want her to take her time. I want her to slowly work me up until I’m falling apart for her, before the heat takes over completely, and I lose myself to my desperate need to be fucked.

She spins me around again to face her, and I watch as she undoes her suit jacket. Then her button-up. She sheds out of the material, letting them fall carelessly to the floor. My breath hitches when she undoes her belt, my core clenching hard at the thought of her slapping the leather across my bare ass.

She must be able to read my mind because she chuckles. “We’ll get there, preciosa. Patience.”

Then she drops her belt on the floor.

Her pants join right after.

When she’s in nothing but a sports bra and boxer-briefs, I take a moment to admire her chiseled body. She’s utter perfection, looking like a marble statue carved by the gods. I’ve never been so attracted to someone before, and it blows my mind to know she belongs to me.

This alpha is mine.

Heat crawls up my back, wrapping around my throat, scorching my face. My pussy throbs needily, gushing more slick, and I squeeze my thighs together in an attempt to quell the flow. In a blink, Skylar steps forward and grabs me up off the floor. My legs wrap around her, and her stomach is instantly coated in dripping slick, but she doesn’t seem to care.

“God, you smell incredible, preciosa,” she says, pressing her lips against mine as she walks me to the side of the bed. She carefully lays me down, settling between my thighs, as my mountain of blankets threaten to swallow us whole.

A feral whine plays on my lips, and I grab her shoulders to drag her closer.

My mouth chases hers eagerly, our tongues tangling as more heat builds in my core. I'm hot, so hot, and I need my alpha's mouth to cool down.

"Skylar..." I mumble between kisses, desperation clawing at every inch of me. I want her closer, even though there's almost nothing between us. I want to feel her everywhere.

"Tell me what you need, omega," she growls against my lips. "What do you need from me?"

My eyes flutter at her words, and I roll my hips up involuntarily, searching for friction.

"I want... you to touch me." My voice wobbles with the emotions mounting in me. "Please, I... I need you."

“Of course, my love.” She shifts, holding herself up with a single forearm by my head, and her free hand slides down my body. I shiver as her fingers brush over my pubic bone, slipping over my drenched pussy.