Page 21 of Where There’s Smoke (Fire House Omegas #2)
I leaned forward, brushing my lips over hers.
I wasn’t a stranger to sex, despite not being very much of a people person, but damn, it had been a while.
Kissing Melody went straight through me like a shot of adrenaline.
Everything buzzed from the contact, and I shifted up onto my knees, so that I could press myself against her.
She moaned against my lips, and I heard movement subtly taking place behind her.
Pulling back just a bit, I pinpointed Fitz getting into position behind Melody, sweeping her long hair over her shoulder so that he could nuzzle into her neck.
The idea of bonding her flashed through my mind like a lightning bolt. I shook it away, knowing it was too soon, but seeing Fitz’s mouth on her neck like that gave me too many ideas, fantasies that I’d have to be damn patient about if I didn’t want to scare her away.
Melody’s eyes rolled closed as she dropped her head back, enjoying the feeling of Fitz kissing her, no doubt. I wanted in on that action, so I pushed farther between her legs, reaching for the bottom of her sweater so that I could get the thing off her.
“Lift your arms, sugar.” She did as I asked, raising them, and I followed along with the shirt, tossing the thick mound of fuzzy fabric to the side. “Goddamn, you’re gorgeous.”
I admired the delicate fabric of the bra she wore, the sheer lace doing little to hide the perky beads of her nipples. Working my lips down her neck to her collarbone and then chest, I palmed one of her sweet breasts, cupping it easily in one hand.
“Oh, Samson,” she mumbled, and I looked up at her with a grin as Fitz reached for the clasp of her bra.
He worked quickly, undoing the hooks so that I could finally get a taste of our girl.
Melody made a whimpering sound as the air hit her skin, and I covered her nipple with my mouth, circling my tongue around the base.
“Stand up for me, firecracker.” Fitz helped guide Melody to standing, his fingers dancing down her sides until they hit the waistband of her leggings, and he pushed them down. “That’s it.”
When he couldn’t reach anymore, I reluctantly released Melody’s breast, only to happily get her leggings and panties far away from her perfect, slender body.
She was such a slight thing, fit with subtle curves.
Slick was already gleaming between her thighs, and my inner alpha growled, demanding I claim her.
“Lie back, sugar.” I smoothed my hands down Melody’s stomach, getting her to lie down, Fitz moving to the side as he shucked his clothes. “I’m going to take such good care of you. Warm you up for my knot.”
With her splayed out like a feast, I sank between Melody’s legs and licked up her seam, relishing the taste of her slick on my tongue.
I devoured her, stopping occasionally to check her expression, making sure I was doing what she liked.
Then Fitz was kneeling next to her head, stroking his cock as he lined it up with her lips.
“Open for me, firecracker?” He smiled down at her when she looked up at him with lust-lidded eyes, her breathing already ragged. “I need to feel you.”
Nodding quickly, Melody gripped Fitz’s shaft. “Yes. I want to taste you so bad.” She looked down at me, desperation in her eyes. “Please don’t stop. I need more. I need your knot.”
Grinning like a fool, I got back to work, pleasing Melody with my tongue until her fingers dug into my scalp and she rolled her hips up and down, right on the edge. The slurping sounds of her sucking Fitz off were so wonderfully dirty, and my knot throbbed, aching to be inside our sweet omega.
“Ugh!” Melody adjusted, and I glanced up just as she looked down at me. “That! Don’t stop!”
Hurrying to get back to work, I did as instructed, hooking my fingers up into her G-spot as I sucked on Melody’s clit.
In only a few seconds, she exploded, and the taste of her slick was sweet and potent on my tongue.
I worked her through the aftershocks, until she tumbled backward and took Fitz’s cock in her mouth again.
“Now you’re warmed up, sugar.” I smiled, maneuvering to the edge of the bed and lining up my throbbing erection with her seam. I glided my tip through her soaked folds, making her legs tremble.
“Knot me, Samson. Please,” Melody whined.
“Yes, ma’am.” Still smirking, I sheathed myself deep into her core, pumping myself in and out of her pussy.
I was so damn close, already rushing up toward my climax, and I tested her slick pussy with my knot, pressing in more and more as I thrust back and forth. She felt like heaven around me, gripping me tightly as she bobbed her head up and down, taking Fitz’s shaft as much as she could.
“You are stunning. Taking us both so well.” I growled, the sensations nearly too much. It really had been a long time since I’d been with anyone, and hell, I was so glad that I’d waited for our sweet, melon-scented omega.
A delicious, muffled whimper left her, and I gripped Melody’s hips, anchoring myself for the final push.
Perfectly, like she was indeed made for us, our omega’s pussy stretched around my knot as I filled her up.
Pleasure shot through me hard and fast, and I came, emptying myself into her as my knot pulsed.
Melody squeezed down around me, milking me for all I was worth, and when we finally slowed down, we were both desperate for breath but smiling as wide as ever.
It would be a few moments before I could slide out again, so I held still, kissing Melody’s leg as I lifted it up to meet my mouth, in awe of her.
Fitz was right on the edge, too, based on the look plastered all over his face.
“All right, sugar. You’ve got one more knot to take. Ready?”