Page 44 of Gold Sector

Taliana’s lips part like she knows my intent, her tongue sneaking out to dampen the flesh in glistening welcome.

I accept it for the invitation it is and lean down to claim her mouth.

She startles, telling me this is probably her first kiss.

Mmm, time to teach, then…

I’ve never been one to enjoy professor-type roles, but for her, I will happily assume the position of trainer.

Which is why I start slow, my tongue tracing her plump bottom lip, just like her tongue did moments ago. She gasps, the sound one I’ll absolutely dream about later. Probably as I fantasize about her sucking my cock.

Fuck, my knot throbs at the concept.

I’ve been hard since walking into my suite and smelling her sweet perfume all over my quarters.

It’s like she’s claimed my space as her own. Or just pulled me under a spell.

That would explain so much.

But I’m not one to run from fate.

If this female is my future, I’ll embrace her. Own her.Keep her.Possessher. At least with my mouth and my hands.

Because, flames, this woman is my kryptonite. All soft, warm curves, and a mouth that’s moving to my every command.

She’s an apt pupil, her tongue mimicking mine as I deepen our kiss. I cup her jaw, holding her to me as my opposite arm goes around her waist. Then I carefully maneuver us on the bed so she’s spread out beneath me, her naked body hot against my own.

Taliana doesn’t react, too lost to our kiss to realize I’ve caged her in. But the moment my cock touches her slick heat, she jumps, her eyes widening. “Don’t worry,” I say against her mouth. “I’m not going to knot you tonight.”

“You’re n-not?” she asks, and I can’t tell if she’s confused or disappointed. Perhaps it’s a mix of both.

“No, printesa mea,” I murmur. “We’ll ease into that.” I trace her bottom lip with my tongue again. “This is about me taking care of you. Showing you how Alphas worship Omegas.”

That’s how this started—me wanting to bathe her.

Now I’m going to pleasure her.

Introduce her to sensations she’s never experienced before.

Make her beg for my knot. Demand that I satisfy her during her heat. Leave her without question as to how thoroughly and expertly I can fuck her.

And ensure she desires me as much as I desire her.

I kiss her again, this time without the intent to teach, and only with the need toown.

She grabs my shoulders in response, her nails digging into my muscles, and holds on while I master her with my tongue.

I’m laying claim to her in a way I’ve never done before,my beast urging me to do more, to devour her, take her,markher.

Not just with my gold but also with my teeth.

It’s a terrifying need, a foreign one that threatens my steadfast control.

Flames, if I’m losing my mind just kissing her, what am I going to do when I’m inside her?

I don’t give myself a chance to find out, instead pulling my cock away from her weeping heat and ripping my mouth away from hers.

She’s panting beneath me, her sweet slick permeating the air with an open invitation tofuck. Damn, she’s so wet I could probably force myself inside her without even needing to prepare her.