Page 164 of Claim Me
I settle over him and for a moment we kiss slowly, then more and more intensely, my hand sliding along his side, over his ribs, the curve of his hip, and I can feel his erection nudging lightly against my stomach.
Since I already know I can make him come, I’m even less stressed and more turned on now. My blood feels like it’s rushing under my skin.
I pull his swim trunks down in one quick motion and toss them aside, still damp.
Now Blue is lying beneath me completely naked, his body so slim and delicate… for a moment I look down at him, at his soft, slight features, and focus on one part of him that definitely isn’t soft but fully hard.
But this time I want to do something different, so I slide my fingers under his hip and roll him onto his stomach in one smooth move.
"What are you doing?" Blue whispers, a little anxious.
"I want to look at everything, admire your body," I whisper back.
I can feel the nerves in him again, but he doesn’t move when I lean along the line of his spine, leaving light kisses there,like the brush of butterfly wings, until I reach the dip above his ass. I kiss him there, then slowly slide my hands down to his butt, round like two soft cushions.
Gently, I spread him apart to see what’s hidden between.
Blue is super rigid, his thigh muscles taut, but he doesn’t protest.
Oh, wow, I freeze at the sight.
His entrance is not what I expected.
It resembles, to a large extent, that of rose omegas. Those omegas are a distinct subgroup with unique physiology. Blue’s not exactly the same, but it shares a lot of their traits.
Their openings are more like a closed bud with numerous petals, and when they open, it’s like a blooming flower. It’s not just simple, random folds of tissue, but a clear pattern of softly shaped segments.
Blue’s are slightly smaller than a typical rose omega’s, well, I can tell, since I’ve seen enough porn to know, but definitely larger than a standard omega’s, like he’s somewhere in between.
The sight stirs something complicated in me, because rose omegas are said to be perfectly matchedonlywith purple alphas… which I’m not. It’s a bit unsettling, since deep down I hoped we were fated, but I push it away quickly.
Still, I have to say it.
"Wow… you’re really beautiful down here, those soft petals… are you a rose omega?"
As I say it, I brush them lightly with my fingertip. They’re soft and pink, looking so innocent, yet not entirely, as they’re becoming more and more swollen before my eyes, glistening with a faint sheen of slick.
I draw in a breath through my nose, catching the scent, subtle, with a faint honeyed note.
Blue murmurs into the pillow,
"My genetic profile doesn’t put me firmly among them, though I’m close. I have many traits typical of the rose omega genome, but I can’t be called a full case. I’m more of a two-thirds rose omega, some intermediate stage."
I don’t comment, not sure what to say. Instead, I trace my finger slowly along his crack, then circle gently around his opening, watching as the petals begin to part under my touch, opening more, responding to me. It looks amazing, even mesmerizing.
The petals seem almost alive under my touch.
Finally, feeling tempted, I lean down and press a soft kiss to them, and a strong shiver runs through Blue’s body.
"Oh, Gabriel…"
"Yes?" I whisper, placing another, then another, then another kiss along the soft edges of his petals.
But he doesn’t say anything more, he lets me continue, and I can hear his breathing and heartbeat rapidly quicken, proving he clearly likes it. A lot. In a way, I can sense that he experiences it even more intensely than the blowjob! Looks like these petals are super sensitive… oh well, good!
Getting more confident, I drag my tongue lightly across the petals, playing with them, massaging them in slow circles. Blue’s breathing becomes rugged, slick starts to gather, the petals opening fully now, swollen, and they look super inviting. I can also catch a glimpse of the smooth pink tissue inside.
Looking at the sensual process, I can’t stop myself, a low AO sound escapes me, one called ‘Appreciation’, but unsure if it carries the same intensity for him, I say it out loud instead.
