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FINDING THE FORWARD, Part One by Jane Handler
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“You want me to throw you against the wall and pound into you, don’t you?” Closing the space between us, I wrapped a hand around her golden throat. She rewarded me with a whiff of her desire.
Good little kitten.
Something about being able to make her happy, make her come over and over, tend to her deepest desires and needs, satiated me on the most primal of levels.
“Yes, Grif.” Her eyes met mine. “Pull my hair and make me yours.”
Oh, I would. I was already hers.
My lips grazed her ear, biting gently. Her being an alpha should make me want to be careful. I was suppressing my omega, and the last thing I needed was for her to wake things up.
Also, alphas were pretty good at rooting out hidden omegas. My secret going public could end my career–and I wasn’t ready for that.
Still, there was no way I’d stay away from Verity. If the Knights wanted to trade me, I might as well play with fire.
Between the both of us being damaged by blockers, maybe she wouldn’t figure it out–and nothing would wake up to give me away, until I was sure this was what we both wanted.
“At some point, I want to ride you.” Her hand stroked my back, those pink painted nails cupping my ass. “I’m open to most things. While I enjoy being taken care of, I was to take care of you, too.”
“Mmmm, I like that sound of that. I can’t wait to see you ride me. Also, I want to slide my dick down your throat and fill your belly with my cum–and take your cute ass,” I told her, nibbling on one of her nipples.
I loved how she wanted me to take charge, but wasn’t afraid to tell me what she liked.
She gasped, her free hand stroking my shoulder. “I want to taste your tattoos.”
“I enjoyed tasting yours.” Giving her nipple one last tease, I looked back up into those blue-green eyes. I languidly trailed kisses down her body, enjoying her sweet sounds, the slightly salty taste of her soft skin.
A moan escaped her lips. “You missed one.”
“Oh, yeah?”
She turned her muscular back to me. On her shoulder blade, a little fairy with pink wings sat on a mushroom. My mouth explored her tattoo as my hands cupped her ass. She had a beautiful back, and I itched to have Dean design something for it. Something meaningful and elegant, but playful.
“Fuck me, please,” she begged.
An alpha begging for my cock set me on fire. “As you wish, Kitten.”
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