To ruin an Omega-Chapter 399: Aye kan 2 (M)

FIA

The slow, sensual pace turned into something rougher. More urgent. I started moving faster, bouncing on his cock with abandon. His hips began to thrust up to meet mine, and suddenly we were moving together in perfect sync.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. His thighs hit my ass with each thrust, and the impact sent jolts of pleasure through me.

I tried to stay quiet, but it was impossible. Small moans escaped my lips with every movement. I leaned down and kissed him again, trying to muffle the sounds I was making.

Our tongues battled for dominance. He tasted like heat and desire and everything I’d ever wanted. I bit down on his bottom lip, and he groaned into my mouth.

His hands were everywhere. On my hips, my waist, my breasts, my ass. He couldn’t seem to decide where to touch me. Like he wanted to memorize every inch of my body all at once.

I broke the kiss to catch my breath. My forehead rested against his as we moved together. The pleasure was building in my core, coiling tighter and tighter with each thrust.

"I’m close," I gasped. "I’m so fucking close, Cian."

He shifted his hips slightly, and the new angle made stars burst behind my eyes. His mouth found my ear, and his breath was hot against my skin.

"Me too," he whispered. "Come with me, Fia. I want to feel you come apart on my cock."

His words pushed me closer to the edge. I could feel my body tensing, my muscles coiling in preparation for release. Just a little more. Just a few more thrusts and I’d be there.

Then came the knock.

Sharp and insistent and completely destroying the rhythm we’d built.

We both froze. My body was still trembling on the edge of orgasm but the interruption had shattered the moment.

"Fuck," Cian whispered.

The knock came again.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he called out, his voice strained. "Yes?"

"It’s Thorne." The voice came through the door. "Alpha Gabriel is awake."

The words took a moment to register. When they did, I felt Cian tense beneath me. Not with pleasure this time, but with something else.

Concern.

Duty.

Gabriel was awake after all.

I lifted myself off Cian slowly. The loss of connection made us both wince. I shifted my panties back into place and pulled my nightgown down while Cian grabbed his pants and started pulling them on.

"I’ll be right there," Cian called to the door.

"Understood, Alpha Cian."

The footsteps retreated down the hallway.

I looked at Cian. He was buttoning his pants with jerky, frustrated movements. His cock was still hard, still straining against the fabric. He looked like he wanted to punch something.

"I’m sorry," he said.

I shook my head. "Don’t be. Your uncle is important."

"I know. But the timing..." He ran a hand through his hair. "Fuck."

I couldn’t help but laugh. The sound was breathless and a little hysterical. We’d been so close. So incredibly close.

"Rain check?" I offered.

He pulled me close and kissed me. Hard and fast and full of promise. "Absolutely. The second I get back."

"I’m holding you to that."

He grabbed his shirt from where it had landed on the floor and pulled it on. His fingers worked the buttons quickly. Then he was moving toward the door.

He paused with his hand on the handle and looked back at me. "I love you."

The words made my chest tight. "I love you too. Now go. Alpha Gabriel needs you."

He nodded and opened the door. Then he was gone, the door clicking shut behind him.

I flopped back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. My body was still humming with unfulfilled desire. Still aching for the release that had been interrupted.

I could still feel the ghost of him inside me. Could still feel the places where his hands had gripped my hips, my breasts, my thighs. My skin was flushed and sensitive, and I wanted nothing more than for him to come back and finish what we’d started.

But Gabriel was awake. And that was more important than my sexual frustration.

I closed my eyes and tried to will my body to calm down. Tried to ignore the persistent throb between my legs.

It didn’t work.

I rolled onto my side and pulled a pillow against my chest. The fabric still smelled like Cian. Like us. The scent made the ache worse.

I wondered how long he’d be gone. How long it would take to check on Gabriel and make sure he was okay. Minutes? Hours?

I hoped it was the former. Because I didn’t know how much longer I could wait.

My hand drifted down my body almost of its own accord. My fingers slipped beneath the waistband of my panties and found the wetness there. I was soaked. Absolutely drenched.

I stroked myself maybe twice. The pleasure was good, but it wasn’t what I needed. It wasn’t him.

I pulled my hand away with a frustrated sound.

No. I wouldn’t do this alone. When I came, it would be with Cian inside me. With his hands on my body and his mouth on mine.

I would wait.

Even if it killed me.

I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I needed to do something. Anything to distract myself from the persistent ache.

Maybe a cold shower would help.

Or maybe I should just go find Cian and drag him back to bed regardless of what was happening with Gabriel.

I smiled at the thought. Cian would probably let me too. Would probably abandon his responsibilities in a heartbeat if I asked.

But I wouldn’t ask. Because Gabriel deserved his attention right now.

And later, when everything was settled, Cian would be mine again.

And I would make sure we finished what we started.

No interruptions this time.

I stood, and then I headed toward the bathroom.

A cold shower it was.

But tonight? Tonight, Cian was mine.

And I was going to make him regret leaving me hanging.

The thought made me smile.