Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(36)

I did warn her if she was cheeky with me again, she’d be punished.

She finally opened the door, and I pushed inside, locking it behind me and dropping the bag I had on the small bench beside the door. “It took you long enough.”

I finally got a good look at her, and the growl that came from my throat made her eyes dilate. She liked her alpha growly, and if that was what she liked, who was I to deny her?

“I couldn’t decide on the top.” She adjusted the slightly sheer, royal blue blouse that gave me a direct view of her lacy black bra underneath. “I thought I said nothing see-through.” She backed up as I stalked forward the two steps it took to get to her.

“It’s sexy as fuck.” I ran my finger along the V-neck that stopped just at the swell of her breasts. “You’ll wear this out of here.”

“You want other alphas to see my goodies?” She was against the mirror, and I put a hand on the wall on one side of her. The gesture only made her straighten her spine.

She had a point. “No.” I captured her lips with mine and damn near busted a nut on the spot.

Her lips were pillow-soft and sweet, but the way she kissed was all sass. She knew she had me wrapped around her finger.

I tugged her bottom lip between my teeth and then released it with a groan. My need was rising exponentially and we were in the worst possible place for that to happen.

My lips moved up her jaw to her ear, and I could feel her trembling beneath the touch of my lips. “How quiet can you be?”

“Here? In the dressing room?” She whimpered as I reached into my pocket and pulled out the small bullet vibrator. She looked down at the small pink device and her breath hitched. “Rio…”

“Take off those pants and blouse. We’re buying everything. No need to try anything else on.” I stood back and watched her take off the pants that fit her like a glove.

She stood before me in her lace panties and bra, and I bit on my fist to stop the possessive noises I wanted to make. This was entirely different than seeing her in her bikini.

“What if we get caught?” she whispered, resuming her position against the mirror.

“Then we get caught.” I took her mouth again, turning on the vibrator as my tongue tangled with hers.

The sound was quiet, but it was also the lowest setting of five. I ran it across the swell of her breasts and then down her stomach to her panty line.

I pulled back, wanting to see her face as I punished her in both the best and worst way possible.

Her eyes closed as I slid my hand into her panties and pressed the toy against her clit. She was already soaked, her body anticipating the sweet torture I was going to do right there in the dressing room.

“Ma’am? How are you doing? Do you need any additional sizes or patterns?” the woman who had been at the counter said.

“I’m fine.” Kayla’s last word came out as more of a yelp as I turned up the vibrator. “I have a few more things to try on.”

“All right. Just yell if you need me.”

I leaned in next to her ear. “Don’t yell too loud.”

She grabbed onto my wrist and bit down on her lip. “I’m going to come.”

“So soon?” I pulled it away from her clit and let it rest against her thigh. “We can’t have that.”

“Please, Nazario.” Her eyes were glossy with need and, fuck, hearing my full name on her lips did something to me.

“Say it again.” I clicked the vibrator to the next level, moving it just left of her clit. “Let me hear my name on those sweet lips.”

“Nazario,” she panted, “I need you to make me come.”

I kissed her right as I placed the bullet over her clit again and clicked to the highest level. It was difficult to stifle her cry as her body came apart. Her nails dug into my wrist, and I had to wrap my free arm around her to keep her from falling.

My hand was covered in her slick as she trembled through her orgasm. I turned the toy off and rubbed it against her swollen nub as her pleasure peaked and then cascaded down around us.

“Such a sweet omega, coming for your alpha.” I kissed the corner of her lips, then her neck and shoulder. “Now to clean up the mess I made.”

I dropped to my knees and pulled her panties down. She leaned all her body weight against the mirror as I placed one of her legs over my shoulder. I hadn’t had the pleasure of tasting her sweet cunt the day before, and as I swiped my tongue through her cum, I growled, the taste everything I imagined and more.

If only we weren’t in a dressing room.

I reined myself in as much as it hurt me to—and trust me, it fucking hurt—and licked her and my fingers clean.

“I think… I think we need to go.” Her chest was still heaving, her face and chest flushed pink.

I stood, sliding the bullet back into my pocket, knowing I was going to smell strongly of her. That was exactly what I wanted—for every motherfucker who looked at her to know she was mine.

“We still have shopping to do, and what about all the food plans you had for us?” I pulled up her panties, which were soaked through. “Do you think you can handle it?”

She pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Of course I can. The question is, can you and Ry handle it?”

I picked up the clothes on the floor and put them back on the hangers. “You underestimate my willpower, sweetheart. A lesser alpha would have bent you over and taken you with how good you smell right now.”