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My wolf growled in satisfaction, the feeling of finally getting what he'd wanted for so long overwhelming us both.

Nayeli cried out when I licked her slit, gripping the edge of the counter.

I took my time, savoring every sound she made and every taste of her pussy on my tongue.

I circled her clit over and over, sucking it between my lips every few seconds as I worked two fingers into her tight channel.

She was so wet, so slick for me that her body eagerly let me in, and I crooked my fingers to hit that secret bundle of nerves deep inside her.

She shuddered, her eyes rolling back in her head, and I could tell that she was getting close.

Her walls clenched around my fingers, and I could feel the tension in her body building.

Nayeli ground her hips against my face, but I didn't give in to her wordless begging for me to pick up the pace.

I kept things slow, savoring her taste, the sweet sounds she made, and the way she squirmed when I touched her just right.

I watched her carefully, learning what she liked and what drove her insane, and I had to stop myself from going too hard and too fast.

"Please," she whined. "I can't take it."

I pulled away from her, wiping her slick from my face with one hand. "Don't tell me you're getting shy now."

She huffed and pushed my head back down, and I laughed. I licked her clit, my fingers moving inside her at a faster pace. Her pussy gripped my fingers tightly, her walls pulsing around me as she got closer to release.

When she finally came, her whole body stiffened, her back arching off the counter, and I kept my mouth on her until her orgasm subsided. Then I stood up, my fingers still buried inside her, and leaned down to kiss her neck, biting her gently.

She hummed, her body limp and pliant in my arms. Her scent had changed again, and the heat of her skin was less intense than before. I pulled my fingers from her and brought them to my mouth, licking them clean as she watched with rapt attention.

I'd never been harder in my life. I could fuck through a brick wall, but this wasn't about me. This was about Nayeli, and if she wanted to stop now that I'd made her come, I'd accept. As much as I wanted her, I wanted to ease her pain and keep her comfortable more.

I cupped her face, searching her eyes. "How are you feeling?" I asked softly.

She blinked at me, and then blushed. "Better. But not...all better."

She wanted more. I could have shouted my triumph, but I kept cool, leaning over with my hands on the counter, kissing her jawline. "What do you need from me, my sweet Omega?"

Nayeli didn't use her words. Instead, she showed me.

This time it was her pulling me down into a kiss, her fingers working frantically at the buttons of my shirt.

I made it easier on her, undoing my jeans at the same time.

When she finally had me bare, Nayeli had her hands all over every inch of me she could reach, gliding over the muscles of my chest, stomach, and back like she was starving for the feeling of my skin.

Her touch made me shudder. It felt so fucking good to finally be able to feel her, and it was driving me insane. I was going to go crazy if I didn't get inside her soon, but I also wanted to make this last.

Her shirt and bra went next, and when I was finally able to see her completely naked for me, I was dumbfounded.

There had never been a more beautiful woman on the planet.

She was all softness and curves, her skin flawless and silky soft.

Nayeli's breasts were large, her pink nipples begging to be sucked.

"You're so fucking perfect," I groaned, leaning down to press kisses along her collarbone and chest. "I've dreamed about you, imagined what you would look like, and nothing I dreamed could compare."

She blushed but didn't shy away, her hands gliding down my sides. She tried to pull my hips against her, but I pinned her arms above her head.

"So impatient," I growled.

Nayeli bucked, showing me the fire in her, fighting me for control.

I wasn't going to give it to her, but I'd let her think she had the upper hand on me for the moment.

Her hand gripped my cock, stroking slowly, making me groan.

The counter had to be cold underneath her, but her heat was riding her hard, pupils blown out so wide her irises looked almost black.

I leaned down and sucked at the sensitive scent gland on her neck, and Nayeli gasped. "I want you," I whispered against her skin. "I've wanted you for so long."

"How long?" she asked, her breath hitching as I reached down to cup her breast, thumbing her nipple. She kept stroking me, maddeningly slow, her thumb gliding over the thick head of my cock as she went.

"Since the moment I felt you as an Omega," I said. "My wolf knew what you were, that you were my mate, but I couldn't accept it then. I was a fool."

"You're still a fool," she said, but there was no malice in her words.

I growled at her, nipping at her jawline. "It won't happen again. I won't let you slip through my fingers. Not now that I have you back in my arms."

Our first time should have been in a plush bed, Nayeli's head resting on soft pillows, but things had never been normal for us.

The lock on the door was busted, and there was nothing soft about the cafe counter, but there was no force on heaven or Earth that could have stopped me from having Nayeli right then and there.

She was already trembling, her legs falling open to give me more room.

Gently, I removed her hand from my cock and fisted it in my own hand, lining up with her entrance.

The angle wasn't right, so I hitched one of her legs over my shoulder, making her gasp.

Her body was practically dripping for me, and I slid into her easily, groaning as I felt her hot walls around me.

She was perfect. So perfect that I didn't want to move, didn't want to end the feeling of having my mate under me, chanting my name. I was inside her, connected to her in every way possible, and it felt like a dream.

Nayeli pushed her hips up, silently begging me to start moving.

I gave her what she wanted, thrusting hard and fast. She cried out, her head thrown back as she rolled her hips to meet every thrust. Her hair fell around her like a curtain, the ends tickling my arm where it rested by her head.

I moved my hand from her thigh and gripped the counter, pounding into her relentlessly.

She held onto my shoulders for support, her nails digging into my skin.

I didn't care; it felt too good to stop.

I needed her so badly. Needed to feel her come undone around me.

"Scott," she gasped, her voice breaking. "I'm going to—"

"Come for me," I growled, grinding my hips against her clit. "Give me what I want."

She didn't need any more encouragement. Nayeli came with a cry, her walls fluttering around me.

I kept fucking her through her orgasm, barely holding back my own climax.

She keened, her body quivering under mine, and I couldn't take it anymore.

I let myself go, letting my release wash over me as I buried myself to the hilt inside her.

The force of my orgasm nearly knocked me out, and my arms shook as I held myself above her.

I was breathing hard, and my cock pulsed as I spilled inside of her.

We stayed like that for a moment, catching our breaths, before I carefully pulled out and stood up. My knot was swelling, but there was no way in hell I was going to knot her on the fucking cafe counter.

We had plenty of time once we got back to the house.

I gathered her into my arms, kissing her sweaty temple and stroking her soft skin as she came down from her high. The heat pain was gone for the moment, and exhaustion was creeping in. My poor Omega, how hard must she have been fighting off her heat? Had she even slept in days?

"Let's get you home," I rumbled against her hair. "I want you to get some sleep, and then we're going to do this again, as slow as we want. Okay?"

She nodded, and after we redressed, she leaned on me as we walked out of the cafe. I sent a quick text to the rest of the staff telling them that we'd be closed tomorrow. Nayeli and I both were going to be tired.