But my mouth watered as my omega brain took over. I wanted him. I could work out the rest later. Right now, I wanted something else.
I leaned closer and licked along the length of his dick. Luca’s head dropped against the steaming wall. I smiled and covered the crown with my mouth. Sucking, licking, as my hand twisted and stroked his cock.
“Sit on my face,” he said, taking my hand away from his cock. “I want to taste you.”
I swallowed at that, but he didn’t give me any time to protest when he hoisted me onto his body and shimmered himself down the bench.
“Sit,” he barked, holding my slippery hips as he positioned me and pulled me down until my pussy was sitting on his mouth and his tongue slid inside me.
I pushed my hands against the steamy wall, trying to not suffocate him. But the pleasure soared quickly as he consumed me.
He grasped my hips and sucked at my clit, eliciting a scream that would have Jackson running to protect me.
Not such a bad idea.
“Oh my God, don’t...”
My thighs clenched and my back arched as my climax rushed through me. Luca didn’t stop lapping up everything I gave, devouring me. Taking everything he could.
And I gave, I couldn’t stop.
He stopped the ache I realised only an alpha could.
He dragged me down his body until I laid on top of him.
“I’m aching for you,” he whispered as he pushed his cock between my thighs. He held the back of my head and pulled my face to his, locking our lips together, humming as I tasted myself on his tongue and at the scent on his skin. He still entwined his fingers in my hair when he pulled me back. His brown eyes focused on mine for a sweet moment. “Ride me, Tilly. I’ll let you be in control.”
I thought for one quick moment as I looked between my legs. It didn’t take me long to know what I wanted. I leaned back so I could hold his cock; he was big to look at but massive to hold. My body hummed at wanting to take him. The omega in me wanted my alpha.
I positioned myself, and Luca groaned as I rotated over the head of his cock. He watched me the entire time, not pushing, letting me control it as he said he would. And very unlike an alpha.
I pushed a little further. My nerves were firing as I took him inside me and at each movement until he bottomed out. My eyes closed, and I moaned. I’d felt nothing like it. I was utterly full.
And I knew I was at the edge of a precipice; one leap and I was omega bound and there was no way to climb that steep cliff to the top.
This was it.
And I loved it as I bounced on his cock with hard, deep thrusts. I was fucking Luca—I was fucking an alpha—and I loved it.
He watched me, and there was a craving in his gaze. I felt the same. Right now, Luca was everything I wanted.
He grabbed my wet hips tightly, slamming me down harder. The sting was delicious, making my eyes roll as pleasure coursed through me.
Sweat and steam soaked our bodies, but it didn’t stop his scent from emitting as he slammed me down on him once more. I moaned, making my perfume saturate the steam in the room.
I glanced between my legs, seeing this knot, and I wanted to feel it inside me, wanted to know the sensation of ecstasy that went with a knot filling an omega. One I’d never felt.
But then Luca was the first alpha to be inside me.
I pushed against his inflating knot. I wanted to feel it, but knew it wasn’t happening this time. “It won’t go in, it’s too big,” I said, glancing between my legs once more and staring at the knot.
“Not today, but you will take it one day,” he groaned. “When you’ve been off the suppressants for a while, then it’ll be fine.”
I nodded as I ground over his knot, loving the feeling of him pulsing inside me and of his knot against my clit. Another climax was building. Luca dragged my face to his, crashing our lips together, his tongue invading my mouth, claiming me as he held me still and rutted me.
I was panting hard. His fingers dug into my hips as he pulled me on and off his dick. I pulled away from his kiss. It was the moment I cried out my release. My screams sent him over the edge. He roared, and I felt his release spill as he filled me. Then he pulled my body to his, his arms wrapping around me, and my heart was pumping out of my chest.
“You realise you can’t get away now?” he whispered into my ear.
I nodded.
I knew what I was doing the moment I sat on his face. Like Jackson, he wouldn’t give up on me.
“Stop taking the suppressants. Move in here, we want you Tilly.”
“Here?” I whispered.
“With us, with your pack.”
With Cruz.
“I’ll think about it,” I said. I liked the idea of getting closer, but this wasn’t turning out as I planned. “Because I need to know more before I do.”
“And you will, when you’re ready.”