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“Oh?” she said around a little moan that made my cock twitch.

“I’ve never done it.” I felt oddly vulnerable admitting this, a rare moment of inexperience for me.

“Cockwarming?” she asked, her thighs tightening around me.

I nodded and pushed her legs a little bit wider, reveling in how she yielded to me. “It’s kind of intimate, you know? I was never with someone that I wanted to be like that with.” The admission felt raw, honest in a way I rarely allowed myself to be.

“And now?” Her voice was breathless, expectant.

“Oh, little omega. If I could be inside you 24/7, I would be.” The truth of it hit me hard. I wanted to be connected to her always, to feel her around me, warm and tight and mine.

She snorted and ground her hips against me. The friction made me groan, my hands tightening into fists.

“But you’re the expert here. You’re going to have to tell me how you want it.” I was desperate to give her exactly what she needed, to be what Daryl never was.

“Justice. It’s cockwarming. Not rocket science. You put your dick in me. I keep it warm,” she said, sounding very much like Theo when he was teasing me for being smart but kind of dumb.

“Yeah, but how do you want it?” I shifted my hips back and forth. When I hit the right spot, she gasped and arched her back slightly.

“Do you want me to fuck your brains out until you’re too exhausted to go on? You just fall asleep on my cock?”

She thought about that for a second as I rocked against her, or maybe she was just lost to the sensation. I was still in my flannel pajama bottoms, the fabric getting soaked through with her slick. The dampness against my skin was maddening, her scent filling my lungs with each breath. I wanted to devour her, to lose myself in her completely. My omega, asking for what she needed from me. Nothing had ever felt more right.

“Tell me how you want me, Mackenzie.”

She gasped but didn’t answer.

“Do you want my knot?” I asked her. “Do you want me to fuck you hard and fast?”

“No. Slow,” she said almost frantically, “I want to feel every inch of you.”

I let go of her long enough to drag my bottoms down my hips with my thumbs. The sudden coolness of the wet fabric made me shudder.

I marveled at her spread open on my bed. She was perfect. Her soft skin glowed in the light, the curls between her legs gleamed with slick.

I ran my hand up the back of her thigh, gently bending her knee and pushing it higher as I nudged her other leg to the side. She reached for me, her hands, both of them, wrapped around my cock. I sucked in a breath before pulling out of her grip. I moved her hands away.

“You want to be filled, Mackenzie?” I asked, kissing her fingertips. She made one of those cute little squeaking moans in reply.

“Close your eyes and focus right here.” I put the flat of my palm to her pussy and gently pressed down. “Feel how empty you are.”

She nodded and her eyes fell shut. She took a deep breath and squirmed under me. I pulled my hand away, and she groaned. Igrasped my cock and used the tip to explore her. Dragging it up and down her slit, letting her feel me from the outside.

“Your slick is gorgeous.” I coated myself in her. It heightened every touch. I lingered at her entrance and watched her eyes flutter and her lips flush. She was the most stunning thing I had ever seen in my life. I eased into her, barely, little more than pressure at her opening.

“You feel that, princess?” I didn’t call her nicknames often. I liked the way ‘Mackenzie’ filled my mouth. She blushed and turned her face into the pillow. I withdrew and ran my tip up and down again. I rubbed against her clit. She gasped, and half way sat up. I put my arm around her back to support her.

“Too intense.” She panted.

I kissed her, claiming her tongue, and repositioned myself.

“Like this?” I eased her down into the plush hold of my bed and pushed into her again.

She wrapped an arm around my neck, keeping me no more than an inch from her. “Like this,” she answered.

I gave her more of my cock. It took all my concentration not to bury myself in her in one thrust. This was a delicious torture. I wanted all of her around me.

“Slow,” I whispered. “You want to feel stretched. All of me filling you.”