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JOSIE

S uspecting that Henry might be a Match, and finding out he is a Match are two vastly different experiences.

My mind is still reeling from his kiss, but I could almost feel the moment when he experienced the Match.

His hand on my face is the best feeling.

A sense of peace has washed over me, still lingering while he touches me.

His nervous energy faded away the second he touched me, and I knew.

While neither of us is ready to be done with this kiss, Henry pulls back and places our foreheads together.

We’re both breathing a bit heavily, but there’s a sense of peace between us.

“Wow,” I comment, unable to find any other words.

“Absolutely,” Henry chuckles.

He pulls back again to look me in the eye, and I find I’m irrationally irritated that he keeps pulling back. I want all of us to be touching, dammit! Henry smiles at me, and it’s like the sun emerging from the clouds.

“I never expected to find a Match. I’m eternally grateful that it’s you , Josie. You amaze me and bring so much good with you that I’m better just for having you in my life.”

My cheeks almost hurt from how big my smile is.

Tentatively, I lay my hands on his chest, wanting to touch as much of him as I can.

Biting my lip, I meet his eyes, blown away by his words and how my body buzzes with his touch.

His light blue eyes are almost white with how the sun shines on us, and I’m drawn in by the bright intensity.

“I’m glad you’re a Match, too. You made me feel special from the first moment we met, even if I didn’t recognize it at the time,” I confess.

Henry pulls me closer and captures my lips again.

A soft moan escapes me as his lips explore mine, exchanging light nips and sucking on each other.

My hands slide from Henry’s chest to wrap around his neck, grasping him as if my life depends on it.

Our kiss depends, and Henry’s tongue teases my lips, so I happily open to allow him more access.

My tongue darts out and tangles with his, and I lose all trace of my surroundings.

Everything is Henry, and I feel slick begin to build up, my body primed to go further.

“Fuck, can I take you home? The things I want to do to you are not for public eyes,” Henry says against my lips.

I let out an unintelligible affirmative sound, and Henry sweeps me up into his arms, walking quickly out of Nature Art.

A giggle comes loose, and as ridiculous as it feels to be carried out, a part of me is basking in it.

When he asks my house or his, I insist on mine.

I want my nest. We pull into the driveway in record time, and I bring him into my home.

“Tour later,” I say, grabbing his hand to pull him toward my nest.

I hesitate by the door, suddenly understanding that this is a big step. My final Match being invited into my nest. At least, I hope he’s my final Match, I don’t know what I’d do with more than four men.

“Just one moment,” I tell him, holding up a finger.

I open the door, but leave it open so he can see what I’m doing.

My Omega wants me to show our Alpha how good of a nest I can build so he knows I can create a special space just for us.

When I get everything in the right place, I give the nest one more look and then turn to Henry.

He’s standing in the doorframe, watching me with awe, as if I’ve solved all the world’s problems. My Omega preens at his expression, and he waits for me to speak first.

“You can enter,” I tell him, giddy with delight that he waited for permission.

Good Alphas wait for permission. It’s not taboo to come in without, but it signals to Omegas a lack of respect and causes strain between the designations.

Henry removes his shoes and steps into the room.

Button by button, he takes his flannel shirt off, revealing a short-sleeved white shirt underneath.

My hands twitch, wanting to take one of his shirts for myself, and he reads my mind.

“Which one?”

I point to the white t-shirt, it’s been closer to his body.

Henry grins and whips it off, handing it to me gently.

I snatch it out of his hands and bring it to my nose, inhaling deeply.

The scent of cedar and light eucalyptus captivates my senses, and I know just where to add this treasure.

Once it’s in place, I kneel on the bed and face him.

He grins at me and slowly, reverently steps into the nest itself.

He moves as if we’re on hallowed ground, not rushing anything, but clearly savoring the mixed scent of him, Jesse, Vic, and me.

I haven’t gotten Simon in here yet, but I hope to.

Henry cups my face with both hands and worships my lips.

Moving steadily, he controls the speed and depth of the kiss, leaving me to cling to his biceps and enjoy the ride.

Touching his bare skin is a thrill that I don’t think I’ll ever tire of.

It’s been so long since I’ve had skin-to-skin contact, and feeling his smooth skin covering strong muscles is heady.

I move my hands down to pull my shirt over my body, and Henry obliges by helping, then unclasping my bra.

I’m bared before him, but before I can bring our chests together, one of his hands cups a breast, holding it so that his lips can wrap around my pointed nipples.

He oscillates between sucking and nipping on both nipples now, driving me higher and higher.

My panties and jeans are soaked through, and Henry starts to kiss down my body, groaning as he does.

Gently urging me onto my back, he unclasps my jeans and pulls them down, bringing my underwear with him.

Part of me feels self-conscious as he looks at my naked body, and my first instinct is to cover.

My hands start to move, and then I take in the look on his face.

He’s staring at the apex of my thighs as if I’m his next meal.

With gentle pressure, I let him part my legs so he can lean down and take a deep inhale of my scent where it’s strongest. My body is so tuned to his that I whimper in desire as he savors my scent.

Then, slowly and steadily, he lowers down and swipes his tongue through my slit, bottom to top.

His tongue takes an extra second to flick my clit as he goes.

My hips buck in response, and I moan in ecstasy.

Henry chuckles, “Did you like that? Does my Omega enjoy my tongue on her needy clit?”

“Fuck, yes please, Alpha, more!” I say, my words almost slurred together.

“Oh my Omega, there’s nothing you can ask for that I won’t give,” he growls before diving in deeper.

He thoroughly explores me, using his thumbs to hold me open, his tongue slipping around my hole before teasing in and out, pushing his face as far into me as he can.

I can feel his tongue testing out my body, how far it can go, what spots make me squirm the most. My head is thrown back, my eyes closed in ecstasy, even as one of my hands grasps his hair.

The sensations change as Henry slides one thick finger into me, now using his tongue to flick my clit.

It’s a steady, slow torture of his finger and tongue teasing me and pushing into my body.

He adds another finger and speeds up, now alternating between sucking and flicking my clit.

I cry out as he goes faster and harder, and he growls as he sucks hard .

I shatter, my walls clenching down on his fingers, tingles erupting down my legs, and waves of pleasure overtaking my body.

When I come down from it, my eyes lock on his, “More.”

Henry scrambles to get his pants off and my mouth waters at the sight of his cock. It’s absolutely perfect, and now my Omega is imagining him and Jesse pleasuring me together. My time with Jesse was intense, but my time with Henry is almost soul-deep. His eyes meet mine as he crawls over me.

“Protection?” he rumbles.

“No, I’m clean, birth control,” I pant.

His response is a growl, “Me too, thank God.”

He pushes in after that growl, and my eyes widen at how beautifully he fills me.

There’s a slight stretch to it, but nothing painful.

It’s like we were made for each other, and I remember feeling this with Jesse, too.

I hope it’s the same for all my Matches.

I feel our hips connect as Henry pushes in as far as he can, savoring the feeling of us coming together.

My hips buck to try and get him to move, but he chuckles before he obliges.

“Needy Omega.”

Pull out.

“Taking my cock.”

Slam in.

“So damn good.”

Pull out.

“Can’t wait to knot you.”

Slam in.

My mind is lost to his words, my body a slave to his. His tempo speeds up, steadily driving me to the brink by hitting that one spot that makes me see stars. I can feel his knot growing, and it’s preventing him from thrusting in as far as he was when we started.

“Alpha, please,” I whine, not even sure what I’m whining for. I just know I want more .

“You want my knot? You want me to lock into you and fill you with my cum? Gonna fill you up, baby, breed you until we can’t move anymore.”

His filthy words drive me higher, and I realize I’m chanting “yes” as he speaks and slams home.

“Tell me you want my knot!” he growls.

“I want your knot, Alpha! Please give it to me!” I all but scream.

He shouts wordlessly as he drives his knot into me, stretching me almost painfully until he locks into place.

Henry’s knot triggers my release, and I scream his name as I come, slick flooding me, but stuck inside with Henry’s knot in the way.

His own release comes a moment later as he’s rutting into me, and he comes with a deep guttural groan.

It’s so masculine that I come again, not quite as hard but still feeling my walls pulse and pleasure spread through me.

Henry holds his body above mine, his head ducked down into my neck as he breathes heavily.

I can feel his exhaustion and overwhelm, so I rub his back up and down while we both revel in the feeling of being locked together.

Eventually, he turns us so that I’m on top, and pulls one of the loose blankets over us to keep us warm and cozy.

We stay like this, enjoying the quiet and the feel of each other.

Hands gently exploring, rubbing soothing circles into the other’s body.

“Henry?” I ask quietly.

“Yeah?”

“Will… would you want… I mean, um, I’d like… I’d like your bite someday,” I confess.

As I continue to relax after coming together, the rightness of it all hits me. There’s nobody else, other than my Matches, that I want to do this with. It was easy, like breathing air. If we had the bond, too? I just can’t imagine the level of explosiveness that would have been.

Henry kisses the top of my head before resting his chin on it. “I’d be honored if you wore my mark, and I would proudly display yours to the world.”

“You’re so cheesy,” I giggle.

“Only for you, baby girl,” he chuckles along.

Now I just need my other three Matches and everything will be perfect.