Jace

His hand slid up and down my spine, and I tried to follow it, but those hands, they locked down upon me, holding me still, then pushing my thighs open wider.

“I fucking love you like this. I love staring into your eyes as I tease your tight little nipples, but this?” His fingers swept through my folds, collecting slick, and I cried out when I finally got a tiny taste of what I needed. “This is us stripped back, honest, and open to each other. Your cunt, she tells me exactly what she needs.” And to my shock, he traced the length of my seam before sliding two fingers either side of my clit, forcing the hood to shift back and forth.

“God, yes, Jace. Yes!”

The fire that burned inside me flared so much harder now, and sweat covered my skin, making every inch of me slick.

“She needs me, doesn’t she?”

There was a challenge in his tone, but I had no way to meet it. My answer was a mumbled yes into the pillow as he worked his fingers back and forth, until my hips shifted, trying to catch those fingers where I ached the most, which made the hand on my hip lock down hard.

“You’re being naughty, Sloane,” he rumbled.

God, I felt that all the way through me.

“I’m go

Then I wondered if I’d done something very, very wrong. His hands pulled away before he did, until all there was only me, arse in the air, cunt clenching on nothing, distressingly empty and alone.

“Jace…”

“I know what’s best for you, Sloane. I know.” His voice broke slightly on that, a hint of rawness, of lack of control, and my heart sang in response. I felt him settle back on the bed and heard the sound of a bottle cap being popped. “I know how to make this good for you, not hurt, how to make you mine, all mine. Not all alphas bother, driven mad by heat, by your scent, by your slick.”

Fingers slid into me, right where I needed them, my body instantly responding, pushing back, taking those thick digits as far as they could go, but he pulled them free, then I heard the sound of sucking. I looked over my shoulder and saw him licking them clean with the heavy hooded eyes of a predator looming over his kill.

“A bastard alpha takes,” he insisted. “Uses an omega, exploits all her instincts and rapes her, right as her body and her heart is opening.”

For a second, he blinked, as if his words meant more to him than me, but they didn’t. I stared into his eyes, saw Snake overlaid on top of him momentarily, and shivered. It could have been his bar I’d stumbled into, his touch that had awakened me, and I thanked whatever god had sent me here that it wasn’t.

“Jace…” I barely whispered his name, but his focus snapped instantly back to me.

He held out a thin tapered length of silicon, a broad flange at the base, and I knew what it was. Never used one myself, hence the anxious whine, but he just rubbed a hand over my hips, stroking me, soothing me, before pulling away to apply lube to the tip, then some on his fingers.

“I’m going to lick your cunt now, Sloane. No.” He smiled, and it lit up his whole face. “I’m go

He cocked an eyebrow at me, smiling like the cat who’d got the cream.

“You want that, omega?”

“Yes.”

I said the word because the fire was roaring so hot now, it threatened to consume me, and if I didn’t, I felt like I’d burn up entirely. My cunt twitched frantically in response to the pictures he drew inside my head, and my arse clenched too. A hitherto never felt before ache in a part of my body I’d never experienced before became a twin for the one in my pussy, wanting and needing him. I nodded as he showed me the lubed fingers right before he brushed them over the tight muscular ring, a contact he maintained as he twisted, lying down on the bed as he got underneath me, pulling my hips down on top of him when he was settled.

“That’s it,” he purred. “Ride my face, Sloane. I want your slick coating me.”

And with a kind of willingness I’d never have managed as a beta, I did, pressing my aching seam to his face, only to feel his tongue flick out.

This became a dance of sorts. I shifted above him, pressing down when his tongue slid inside me, while he sucked lewdly at my slick, pulsing that mobile length in and out of me until I was begging for something more. As two, then three, then four fingers were pushed in, giving me the closest thing to the burn of a knot, I pulled back slightly to let him lick my clit in long, slow strokes. Then, as he got faster, as his lips closed around my clit, sucking it in rippling great pulls of his mouth, I moved with him, right up until his other fingers pushed inside my arse.

I was probably smothering him, my whole body locking down, jamming hard against his face as I felt those thick fingers pierce me where I was not yet used to it. My eyes snapped open, going wide and staring as my body fought to understand what was happening.

Good or bad, pain or pleasure, wanted or hated, I wasn’t entirely sure, feeling the frantic slurp of Jace’s mouth in counterpoint with the finger pushing deeper and deeper, until my body decided for me.

Good, so fucking good. Sharp spiky pleasure tore through me, making my legs tremble and my body shake as a feeling of utter rightness came with it. I let out a long cry of pleasure, tearing through the quiet of the room and allowing something else in. The finger was removed, right as my body began to twitch, and something softer yet less yielding was pushed in instead, filling me. In, in, in it came, filling me deeper than I’d ever felt, and somehow, that was right. I understood what he needed because I needed it too—to be utterly consumed by him in every way.

“Jace, I’m go

I called his name over and over, with each body shaking pulse that both blew my fucking mind and had me going back for more, because this was not one and done. Whatever we did just seemed to fan the fires higher, and when I finally prised myself off him, there was a curious humming song filling my body, directing my limbs. I shoved my head down, my lips crashing down on his, tasting myself on them, even as I sought the tongue that had given me so much pleasure. It was him, tensing and shifting under me now as I kissed my way down, teasing those little, surprisingly sensitive nipples before I got where I needed. He got up on his elbows, wanting to watch every second as I licked his cock from root to tip.

“Fuck, Sloane, I’m ready. Just suck me and I’ll come down your throat.” I gri

That came out as a low growl, and it felt like a hand on the back of my neck, pushing my head down, but I resisted. I held his cock away from his body, tracing the crown now with the tip of my tongue.

“Suck my dick, omega…” he rumbled, but there was no real heat in it, not like there was in me. I stared at him as I lapped the pre-cum leaking from the tip away. “You want my taste.” There, there was some of that famous alpha bark, the order biting down twice as hard because what he said was true, so I relented by wrapping my lips around the head of his cock and sucking.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” he shouted. “Your mouth is like fucking velvet. Sloane, so good, baby. So fucking hot.” His hips bucked upwards, trying to make me take more, but I did as he had, riding those waves and not allowing them to dictate my pace, while my hands slid down farther until I reached that swollen knot.