Page 13 of Watcher's Omega
“Do we need to move to the bed?” he asked, running a hand over one of my shaking knees.
I shook my head because I didn’t want Rhomas to stop touching me. He could kiss, lick, and nuzzle me until my knees gave out, and I was stuck in the corridor forever. Once he was sure I wasn’t going to change my mind about going to bed, Rhomas slid his mouth down me. I lost myself and my hold on gravity as his tongue pressed against the tender underside of my shaft. He held onto one of my hips to keep me against the wall as his mouth drew back up before plunging down again. I kept ahold of his shoulders as my legs trembled with little zaps of pleasure.
“Just let the wall be your bed and hold onto me,”he thought at me over our mating link.“That’s it. You can take it. Take every last lick.”
His tongue wiggled as he thought the word lick as if he meant to punctuate it. A little whimper passed over my lips and my nails dug into him. He chuckled, pleased with himself and the sound vibrated through me until my balls drew up away from his palm and closer to my body. They were so heavy and I was so slick and Rhomas wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down. My dick twitched inside his mouth and Rhomas moved quicker. His tongue pressed harder against my flesh until I thought I might tear his shirt and skin with my nails before I finally howled my pleasure. The sound broke free from deep within my chest and he kept sucking. His tongue pressed harder against me as if he were trying to coax every last drop of pleasure from within me and by how breathless I felt when he finally sat back on his heels and grinned up at me all smug and pleased with himself, he just might’ve succeeded in drinking every last drop of my cum down.
“Do you need something to drink?” he asked me a few seconds later.
“Ma—maybe,” I nodded, trying not to laugh.
“I think you needed that,” he said, still looking up at me.
“Ya think?” I laughed. “I… the nuzzling was really nice.”
He leaned over and sniffed my crotch. Satisfied that I smelled enough like him for now, he disappeared through the house. I pulled my pants back up and sank down against the wall. My wolf was lounging, happy with his tongue lolling inside his inner sanctum.
When Rhomas came back, I downed the first bottle of water he gave me. Then he kissed me again. This time I found myself on my back on the floor with one of Rhomas’s hands under my head for cushioning. His tongue swept around my mouth and over my tongue. His free hand rested over my nipple, rubbing my pec. He nudged my thighs apart with his knee, making room for himself. I wrapped my arms around him and held him as close as I could with one of his arms at the odd angle from protecting my head. His hard dick pressed against my belly and something inside me stirred again. I was still slick – would be slick until all the nerve endings hidden inside my omegahole were satisfied. All his grinding woke my dick back up to press against him. He smiled against my lips, reveling in how much I wanted him.
“How do you feel about making pups?” he stopped kissing me to ask.
His forehead was pressed against mine and our gazes locked together.
“Right now or in the future or in general?” I managed to say as my scorching, cherry blush returned to burn my face and ears.
“All of the above but let’s focus on the present for a moment,” he said.
“I want a family,” I nodded. “Being an only child was… Odd. Sometimes it felt like I was the center of my parents’ universe and other times it felt like I was an interloper who kept them from doing what they really wanted to do. Shit! I’m killing the mood. I just meant to say I always…”
Rhomas rose up just enough to look down his body at his cock stretching out the fabric of his pants.
“Mood is still alive.”
I nodded.
“Go on. You were telling me why you wanted me to fill you up with a whole litter of puppies and not just one.”
All this blushing was going to be the death of me. I was going to die from all the blood rushing back and forth between my dick and my face.
“That’s one way to put it,” I managed to say. “I didn’t mean we had to have all our kids at once.”
“That’s not really up to us. Well, I mean it is in response to what you literally said. We can have more than one litter but it’s a combination of how many eggs the true-mate response makes you drop and how many of my guys find them and if they want to do their multiplication tables in utero or not.”
“I know but…”
I couldn’t shake the image of me laid up on a chaise lounge with a pregnant belly hanging a bit off the edge while Rhomas fed me chunks of raw deer. Had that happened before in some other lifetime or was my imagination running away with me?
“Whatever you’re thinking about, we can definitely do it,” he said and kissed my neck.
“For all you know it’s an orgy or a mass murder,” I laughed.
“You would die at an orgy if you blush just from me,” he teased.
“Have you been to an orgy?”
“Uh… Once but not as a participant. Someone broke their leg and then a door showed up. It was so awkward.”
“I don’t want to die at an orgy! Oh, my Frost on a biscuit! What did they tell the family?”