ate her expertly as if he’d done it a million times before. Her breasts rose and fell, Lexi squeezing her tits as she stared down at him.
“Come for me,” he growled. “Come for me right now.”
Lexi loved it—he wasn’t asking. He was telling. And she did, obeying him, letting the pleasure explode from her pussy and race through her body.
She screamed and squirmed as she came, her vision blurring as the pleasure lit up her body, Jason eating her through it all.
And when she was done, when the orgasm faded, she watched as Jason slowly moved his tongue over her lips. True to his word, he licked up every last drop of her juices.
He rose with a grin, wiping his glistening lips with the back of his hand before moving in for another kiss. She could taste herself on his breath, and she still wanted more, more.
Lexi opened up his zipper and button, pulling them down and taking hold of his thick cock, stroking it, teasing the end, loving how heavy and hard it felt to her touch.
She finished taking off her dress and her bra and panties, Jason removing his own clothes as she did. When they were both naked, he pounced, holding her down by her wrists and covering her chest and neck and face in kisses.
Lexi, still holding his cock, brought it close and dragged it against her clit before placing it at her opening, her lips wrapping around it. Then, with a push, Jason entered her. She felt as though she might melt right there on the spot, right there on the couch.
His cock vanished inside of her, all of his many inches disappearing into her willing pussy. He pulled back and drove into her again, burying himself to the hilt. Her breasts shook back and forth, her pointy, pink nipples hard with arousal.
What Lexi said next, she couldn’t believe.
But the words came out of her mouth as if she had no control over them.
“Claim me.”
The moment she spoke them, Jason, still thrusting, stared down with an expression on his face that indicated he hadn’t been expecting her to say that.
“Are you sure?”
“Do you want to?”
“You know I do.”
“Tell me.”
“I want to claim you. I want to make you mine, body and spirit. I want you to submit to me as your alpha.”
He spoke the words in a clear, even tone, his voice deep and commanding and powerful, just like an alpha’s should be. And if there was any doubt it was what she wanted, his tone pushed that aside.
“Then do it.”
He stared deeply into her eyes.
“Say it,” he said. “Tell me you submit. Tell me you’re mine, that you’re my omega.”
Lexi bit down on her lower lip, having a hard time focusing through the pleasure. His thrusts and his words were unrelenting, bringing her closer and closer to another orgasm.
But the words were nothing small—they meant something serious, something she wouldn’t be able to take back.
She didn’t care. It was what she wanted.
“I’m...I’m yours,” she said. “I’m your omega. And you’re my alpha.”
That was all it took for another orgasm to rip through her body. She came hard, arching her back and wrapping her legs around his waist as he continued to pump into her.
The orgasm was like nothing else she’d ever experienced, warm and irresistible and pulsing.
Then Jason came, unloading his cock into her, Lexi taking further pleasure out of the sensation of his cock draining deep inside.
Their orgasms ended and Jason finished with one last pump, pushing himself into her as Lexi felt his seed drip down her thigh, warm and thick.
Jason moved down and kissed her again, slowly and passionately.
Then he withdrew, fell to her side, and wrapped his arm around her.
There was something different between them—Lexi could sense it at once.
He’d claimed her.
A bond had been formed between them, one that was unbreakable. Once an omega submitted to her alpha, there was no taking it back.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Good.”
“Do you regret it?”
“Not at all.”
“Neither do I.”
They kissed again, holding one another close, bathing in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
But Lexi knew, deep down, that there’d be consequences for what they’d done.
And she feared they might come sooner than she thought.
CHAPTER 14
LEXI
One month later...
“Two half-caf Americanos, one skinny latte, and one iced cold brew!”
Madeline, the owner of Blueprint Coffee, barked the order over her shoulder at Lexi. It was the morning rush and the place was packed, crowds of customers desperate for their first caffeine fix of the day crowding