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"Do you know how sexy it is that every time I touch you you're soaking wet?" She flashes a smile that has my stomach somersaulting. "I feel like no matter when I find you, you'll be drenched in slick for me."

With a chuckle, I take hold of her wrist and push her hand down, desperately guiding her fingers to my entrance. "I just need to think about you, and I get like this," I assure her, my voice wavering. "Now, I need to feel your fingers inside me before I lose my mind."

"Anything for my omega." She shifts and plunges two fingers straight into my pussy, knocking a tiny gasp out of me. Buryingthem deep, she thrusts them in a steady rhythm, and dips her head to catch my pebbled nipple between her teeth.

I hiss a breath, grabbing at her shoulders for purchase as she works a third finger into me. She curls them forward, hitting a magical spot that has me seeing stars, and I whimper.

“Fuck, yes,” I whisper. “Yes, right there.”

She sucks on my nipple, nibbling until I groan, and I tangle my fingers in her hair.

I buck my hips against her hand, eager for more as tension builds in my core. Being on the verge of full-blown heat, it doesn't take much to work me up, and I can already feel the whisper of an orgasm building as Skylar expertly works her fingers into me. I can feel her pride and love and lust barreling down the bond, slamming into me from every angle, which only intensifies every little touch. Her sharp pine scent stuffing its way into my lungs, her tongue dancing over my fevered skin, her weight pressing against me, her fingers fucking into me without mercy.

I'm so sensitive, and it's so much, but not enough.

I want more of her.

All of her.

My breath hitches as her thumb rolls over my clit, and pleasure builds low in my belly. I can feel my climax building, racing closer, and I'm helpless to do anything but buck my hips to urge her on. A second later, I come hard, waves of pleasure slamming into me as my cries echo off the walls. Skylar presses her mouth to mine, swallowing the noise with a moan of her own, as slick gushes around her fingers and soaks the bed.

She withdraws her fingers slowly, peppering kisses around my throat and licking over her fresh mark on my neck. Then, she crashes to the bed next to me and tucks me into the crook of her arm. For the moment, the cramps have stopped, but I'm still burning up, sweat beading at my hairline.

My gaze falls down her body, landing on her lingering undergarments, and I pout.

"Are you ever going to let me see you naked?” I ask, glancing up to meet her gaze. I'm not surprised to find her staring at me, a cool smile curving her lips. "Or let me touch you?"

"Yes." She grins wider and presses a kiss to the top of my head. "But right now, my job is to take care of you."

I poke out my bottom lip. “Well, it would make me happy if you at least lost your clothes. That seems fair to me.”

Skylar stills beside me, a tiny furrow forming between her brows like she’s contemplating. I bat my eyelashes and tease my fingers over her perfect abs, hoping she’ll give in. I don’t want anything at all separating us, even two pieces of thin fabric.

Finally, after a long moment, she sighs. “Fine. If that will make my omega happy, but you’re taking them off.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

SKYLAR

Riann wiggles out of my hold with a determined look on her face, crawling over the mound of blankets to get to my boxers she seems to loathe so much. She settles with her thighs straddling mine, wiggling her eyebrows as her fingers hook beneath the waistband of my underwear.

A shiver works through me, and not just because of how close her delicate fingers are to my pussy. She looks like a fucking goddess perched on top of me, her hair dancing over her shoulders, the ends falling just above her pink nipples.

She’s everything I’ve ever imagined and more, and she’smine.

A possessive growl rumbles in my chest as she slowly pulls down my boxers, exposing my center, and drags them over my muscular thighs. Once they're off, she shoots me a challenginglook, spinning the fabric around one of her fingers before tossing it off the side of the bed.

Laughter rocks my chest as I watch her, and I shake my head. How she can be so sexy and so fuckingadorableat the same time is beyond me.

“What now?” I ask teasingly, and her eyes immediately go to my chest.

“That’s gotta go too.” She scrunches her nose and climbs back up my body, straddling my hips with her heat centered directly above the apex of my thighs. I force a stuttered breath as my pussy clenches.

Fuck, I wish I’d brought a strap. What I would give to watch her ride a silicone knotted cock, her tits bouncing with the movement. But I obviously didn’t plan appropriately; I didn’t imagine things going this way. I certainly didn’t imagine her going into heat after I bit her, but here we are. We’ll make it work.

Besides, we have a lifetime to play with toys and straps and all the fun things money can buy. We just have to survive her heat first.

She drums her fingers on my chest impatiently, and I force a laugh. I haul myself up, meeting her chest with mine, and pull my bra off in a swift motion, tossing it to the forgotten mound of garments on the floor. Finally, with nothing at all between us, I pull her against my chest, reveling in the feel of her skin on mine.