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“Why the fuck is the door wide open?”
Yep, there it is.His singular focus narrowed on me, and I shivered under the intensity of his pale green eyes.
From the table, Raz asked, “Are you going to let a barbaric Earthling s-s-speak to your brother like that?”
At Raz’s slithery voice, Geo’s thick knuckles turned white where he gripped a bottle of hiscus wine. The tether between us snapped with electricity. I took a tentative step closer to calm him and bared my throat. Bonic growled in the background, but I ignored him. I suspected Geo lacked awareness of his surroundings, which was confirmed when his possessive gaze nailed me. I needed to get his beast under control.
As I approached, his skin flushed deeper, and perspiration beaded across his forehead. I brushed my knuckles over the back of his hand to loosen his clenched fist and slowly peeled back his fingers until he released his stranglehold grip. I placed the wine on the side table beside the door and threaded my fingers with his in exchange. Geo’s heavy arm snapped around my waist, pulling me to him with a grunt, and the air squeezed out of my lungs.
“Mine,” he rumbled. He ran the coarse hair along his chin over my shoulder where Raz had touched me, then nuzzled into my neck. I sank deeper under the spell of his pheromones as he suckled behind my ears, rubbing his face everywhere he could touch skin.
“Mine, mine.” His raspy voice reverberated through me, sending a bolt of heat to my groin. My womb clenched. The empty void wanted to be filled. His fingers moved to unbutton my shirt, and his hard length pressed into my thigh.
I had to be the sensible one and move this show somewhere private. Geo was going to be mortified over the first impression he’d made on my brother and his mate once he returned to himself.
“What a dis-s-sgusting lack of control,” Raz commented from the dining table. “Certainly, this behavior is not condoned among the High Hold on Lorne?”
Jast’s laughter rang out in the background. “Nope, a possessive alpha over an unmated omega—practically unheard of.”
“C’mon, I wasn’t that bad…” Bonic’s teasing voice trailed off.
With a quick tug on Geo’s rough palm, I pulled us toward my nest.
Immediately, the tension bled from him as the scent of our togetherness surrounded us. I loved that my sleeping furs smelled of the two of us. I’d been making a habit of not showering before bedtime, and as a result, Geo’s summer fields scent lingered on my furs even though he’d spent next to no time in my room.
Geo’s tongue swept up my neck, from the top of my chest, where he had my button undone already, to the tip of my ear. His attention remained there. My ears seemed to captivate him. He was particularly enamored with the points, and my tail wrapped around his calf in anticipation.
I loved every part of Geo, including the alpha asshole, but we had company to entertain, and his timing was garbage. Though, I was sure they were far from bored.
Geo fumbled over the rest of the buttons on my shirt. “Why do you smell so fucking good?” He dragged his face over the smooth skin on my belly, yanked down my pants and nuzzled deep into the short fur between my leg and groin.
I let out a groan when he reached into my protective pouch and pulled out my straining cock. The tip was wet and shiny and ready for more. I moaned as his mouth closed over my head, and his tongue polished my round knob. It glistened, reflecting the pinks and oranges of the setting sun floating through the lamar ceiling.
I laced my fingers through Geo’s short hair and tugged him back up, whispering in his ear, “Not a chance. It’s not just about me today.” When the soft fabric of his shirt dragged over my sensitive nipples, I moaned. Geo’s hot mouth latched on to one, tugging it with his blunt teeth before slathering it with long licks.
Unused to removing anything but his overalls, I scrabbled with the zipper of his pants. At last, I reached into the stretchy fabric of his undergarments and pulled out his fat cock, drooling at the sight. He may not have been long, but I could barely wrap my hand around his girth.
I notched his plump cockhead below my dripping one and wrapped both hands around us. Juicy with our combined essence, our dicks glided against each other. His head ground down on my sensitive tine. He growled, and I whimpered, my mouth pooling with saliva. I arched back, my lower body pressing into Geo’s solidness. He wrapped one hefty arm around my lower back, his bicep rippling.
He whispered as he hunched over my bent body, “God, so good.” Geo pulled back, and I whined as our dicks separated. He pressed a calloused palm over my heart before he lowered my pants, then kicked his off and carelessly flung them across my room.
Geo picked me up and placed me on my back against the soft white linobee furs. “Yes,” he whispered, his warm lips brushing along the shell of my ear. “That’s it. Purr for me, little lion.”
Until now, I hadn’t noticed the deep, reverberating purrs coming from my chest.
He palmed his thick cock, groaning as he milked himself and collected his thick dew, only to line us up again and wrap his slippery hand around us. His weight settled on me as I spread my legs to accommodate his size and twisted my calves around his. My tail wrapped around the bottom of his ass and snuck between his legs, and the suction hidden amid the furry tip of my tail kissed along his full balls.
His hips jerked forward. “Damn, you don’t play fair.”
My hands gripped his hard biceps as he rocked against me with a heavy, slow slide. His plump head bumped my tine over and over until I wriggled, delirious with need.
Geo’s voice was threaded with dominance, and I overheated when he placed two firm hands on my hips to lock me in place and said, “Stay still.”
A pleading whine escaped my mouth, and he slowed to a painful grind.
“I’ll give you what you need—now wait for it,” he growled. My tail wrapped around his balls and tugged. “Fuuuck…” The word dragged out long and low as his grip tightened, and our lips smashed together. His tongue curled around mine in a sinuous coil, overwhelming my heightened nerves.
“Geo, please, I need to release…” I begged.
