Page 54 of The Omega's Fake Mate

Kissing him felt just as natural as sitting next to him. Actually, it was even better. There was no space for awkwardness between us. We simply fit together, he and I, as if I was made for him and he for me.

We should have done this sooner, much sooner. I should have kissed him the moment I saw him at that wedding nearly two years ago. Part of me had certainly wanted to. I'd always felt drawn to him, like something was tugging at me—and now that my lips touched his, the soft tugging was replaced by a hardyanking, a need to get ever closer.

On the inside, I was burning.

Some part of my brain recognized what this was—I was finally entering my first heat—but it was more than that too. Ithadto be more than that. The only thought I could focus on was how much I wanted to tear Zander's clothes off him—how much I wanted Zander to tearmyclothes off. The fabric covering my skin was far too hot and far too unnecessary.

“Get me out of these clothes,” I expressed the one clear thought in my head.

“Are you sure?” Zander asked as if he couldn’t quite believe his luck. I almost had to laugh. He was so cute like that. How could I resist him? The truth was that I didn’t want to. Yes, I was sure that I wanted him to get me out of my clothes.

“Absolutely sure,” I told him. I’d never been more certain of anything. There wasn’t a single cell in my being that didn’t want Zander right now.

He licked his lips and then, carefully, he started to peel me out of my shirt as if I was something precious. After a moment, though, his actions grew more determined and he pulled the rest of the fabric over my head in a quick motion. Whatever had gotten into me, it was getting to him too. I’d heard about this phenomenon, how an omega’s heat affected the alpha with them too. Something about pheromones. I hoped it was more than that, though. I saw desire in Zander’s eyes, but there was adoration too. An omega’s heat caused lust, but not affection, didn’t it? It was difficult to think. When Zander unclasped my belt, I shivered. I was burning up, and yet, his touch made me shiver. It was like some sort of fever had taken over me.

And my patience was wearing thin. As soon as my jeans came off, I ripped Zander's shirt off him and tackled him back into the sheets. More than anything, I had to get my hands on him. Ihadto. He groaned as he went down with me on top of him. And no sooner had his back touched the sheets did he turn us around.

I only minded his sudden bossiness until he captured my mouth with such passion that my head spun. I couldn't get enough air, but neither did I want to. I only wanted to lie here kissing Zander forever, thoughts lost to a hormone-fueled haze. But I wanted more than that, too. I wanted everything. Letting my hands travel down Zander's back to the waistband of his pants, I tugged.

Getting the cue, he leaned up a bit to fiddle with his belt and push his pants down. I helped, my hands shaking only the littlest bit as I stared at the clear bulge in his boxers. That was all for me. Involuntarily, I licked my lips, and then I pulled harder on his jeans. Nothing could happen fast enough.

Zander seemed to agree with me there. When his pants hung by his knees, he caught my lips in another kiss, pressing me back into the mattress. My hips bucked up, seeking his. His cock was hot and hard beneath the fabric of his underwear, grinding down into mine. I gasped, painfully hard myself. Need surged through me at the contact and made me dig my fingers into Zander's back as we rocked together. His lips strayed from my mouth to my neck, leaving fire in their wake. Everywhere he touched seemed to light up. I couldn't explain it to myself. I'd never experienced anything like it.

And it wasn't enough. Not yet.

“Nick,” Zander breathed my name into my ear. By the tone of his voice I knew he felt the same way. I could only respond in kind.

And then a loud moan escaped my mouth as Zander's hand slipped inside my boxers. “Damn, Zander.”

He only grinned at me. It was the sexiest grin ever, if only because it was on his face. I loved his face with all his different expressions. I'd never seen it wild with desire before. This might be my new favorite look on him. Especially knowing that I was the cause of it.

Our mouths found each other again while his fingers glided over my cock, making it difficult for me to think straight. It was almost too much. Almost. Call me greedy, but I still wanted more.

I needed him inside of me the way I'd never needed anyone inside of me before. And if it wasn't going to happen soon, I was going to explode. I certainly felt hot enough to explode.

“Zander!” I tugged on his underwear. “Fuck!” The word escaped me as he teased his fingers along the back of my balls without warning. I didn't even know I was sensitive there, but I was. Dear lord, I was.

Zander chuckled. A low sound that only made me want to kiss him again. But I couldn't let him distract me from my main goal.

When I succeeded in pulling his boxers down, he caught my eyes with an unspoken question in his gaze, and an intense kind of heat that made me shiver in anticipation. My eyes strayed to the present I had just unwrapped. Zander was well-endowed. Of course he was; he was alpha, after all, but having visual confirmation made it even harder for me to stay sane.

Curiously, I ran one finger up the length of his cock, making him exhale. He was rock hard and raring to go.

And so was I.

To show him, I smiled and took off my own boxers. And then I rolled on my stomach beneath him. Zander made an appreciative sound in the back of his throat that nearly made me laugh. How was it that I felt so comfortable around him even when I was at my most vulnerable?

Because he was my friend. All these years, that had never stopped being true. I trusted him.

The fingers that had been fondling my balls moments before played along my rim now. My breath caught as they inched closer to my hole. There was no space for thoughts in my brain now. There was only need.

Warm breath skated over my back as Zander kissed the skin there before pressing one of his fingers against my opening. I moaned as it went inside me without a hitch. I was an omega, and I was ready. I wassoready. I'd never been more ready for anything in my life.

“Fuck me,” I got out between short, shallow breaths.

Luckily, Zander didn't have to be told twice.

When he pressed inside, my body opened for him. There was a little bit of a burn, but it hardly registered above the fire already raging within me. My eyes fell shut and I moaned as Zander went in deep, sending sparks all through my body. Sex had never felt like this before. Never this all-encompassing. Never this fulfilling. Zander hadn't even started thrusting yet, and already I was on sensation overload. His scent seemed to swirl all around me too. The air was thick with it. Every time I inhaled, I was taking it into me, fanning the flames.