Endless (Clarity Coast Omegaverse Book 1)

Isolde fell asleep, body softening against mine. Telling her everything had been right there. But I could wait one more day. Tomorrow. We would tell her tomorrow.

She needed to hear it.

The grief in her voice speaking about being alone tore me apart inside. But she would never be alone again. Not if she didn’t want to be. We were so far gone for her, we barely wanted to let her out of our sight.

Every instinct told me she was ready. I only hoped she would believe it. Isolde had put herself so thoroughly inside a box in her own mind, she might second guess the truth.

Vaughn stepped in quietly, watching her. He looked happy and at peace. Thankfully. I hoped that me taking care of her now helped heal the wound I’d given him a long time ago. We’d moved past it, but things like that left a scar.

“Is she okay?”

I shook my head and shrugged. “Yes, and no. She’s fine from last night, but it’s deeper than that. She needs to know. Her Omega is so fucking tired, Vaughn. Like she’s been treading water for the last five years without any rest. No wonder she crashes whenever she sleeps with us.”

He looked as upset about it as I felt. One more day. We could make it one more day.

“Warren asked if we want to go to the party. I said we didn’t want to intrude.”

“Good.”

The five of us, alcohol, and Isolde’s ex all in one space, was a recipe for disaster, and not for us. I preferred not to go to jail when we’d just found our Omega.

“I thought so. He said we could use whatever. Including the gaming systems in their wing, if we wanted.”

I smiled. That would be fun. I could kill some time there while waiting for Isolde to come back. Gaming was a hobby, but it was incredible how it faded to the background when someone like Isolde came into the picture. My priorities were different, and even though she didn’t know it, she was number one.

Still, I’d relax while she was with her friends.

Vaughn nodded toward the beach. “Rowan’s headed to the house to check on things, and I figured I’d head down to the water for a bit if you’re good here.”

“We’re fine.” I nodded. “Hell, I’d be fine forever having her here like this.”

Vaughn huffed out a laugh. “Know the feeling.”

Though she was asleep, I kept touching Isolde, moving my hands over her and watching her body relax where it naturally tensed without being touched. Time felt like it was passing so fucking fast. It was time to start waking her up for the party. And this way of waking her up was going to be my favorite.

My cock had been hard since we were in the bath, so it was easy to pull her to me, slipping into her from behind.

Holy shit. I closed my eyes, fighting the urge to come before she’d even woken. Her pussy gripped me like a vise. She was fucking made for me. It was the only reality and truth.

I rocked my hips deeper into her, slow and steady, kissing along her neck. “Time to wake up, Omega.”

She whined quietly, stretching, squeezing down on me without even knowing she did it. “Fuck,” I whispered. “You feel incredible.”

Isolde froze, and she squeezed my cock again. I felt her come into alertness, realizing I was inside her. She smiled, pushing her hips back into me. “Sleepy sex?”

“It won’t be so sleepy if you keep squeezing me like that.”

She giggled. So fucking cute I couldn’t stand it. Her eyes fluttered open, face turning to find mine. “It feels good.”

I moved her, slipping out just long enough to roll her beneath me before pushing in again. I needed her face to face. Needed those beautiful green eyes on mine while I fucked her slowly and made her lose her breath.

“What’s your favorite?” I asked.

Her teeth sank into her lower lip, neck arching. “Favorite what?”

I bit at that same lip, dragging her into a slow kiss. “Favorite way to be fucked. We might know what you like, but not how you like it.”

Isolde dragged her hands up my arms and across my shoulders, holding onto my neck while I rolled my hips, keeping the movements so fucking slow and even I was going to go mad, even though this was my favorite.

“What if I don’t know?”

“Then I’d love to help you figure it out.” I shifted my hips so the thrusts were shallow. I was the shortest of my pack, but also the thickest. I could push a certain button more easily than they could. I just had to find it.

Her legs flew up around my hips, jerking me closer. “What was that?”

I smirked. “Found it.”

“What?”

Not changing my angle at all, I thrust a little harder right there, loving the burst of wetness around my cock and the tantalizing swirl of perfume. “One of the places I can use to make you feel good, little Omega. Does it?”

“Yesss.” A hissing breath. “So good.”

“Harder?”

She nodded. I released myself, pushing harder into her, but not faster. Isolde’s eyelids closed. She was still tired, and I loved it. I wanted to fuck her back to sleep every chance I could.

“I feel heavy,” she said. “I’m sorry.”

I nipped at her neck. “Feel heavy. Feel sleepy. It’s what we both wanted, remember?”

Up close her eyes were so warm and open. Unguarded. “But if I actually fall asleep, I promise it’s not cause I’m bored.”

“If you fall asleep impaled on my cock, I’m fucking honored your Omega trusts me enough to let me use your beautiful body. And watching you wake up with my cum leaking out of you is going to make me come all over again.”

Her needy little whine made my cock ache.

“Is this enough?” I asked. “To get you there?”

She shook her head with her eyes closed. “No, but it’s close.”

I was glad she couldn’t see the smile on my face. Right now my goal wasn’t making her come, it was making her feel good. And I was happy to keep her drowning in the delirious half-awake state of an almost orgasm for as long as I could.

Because she was my priority, and always would be.

Perfume exploded outward, so strong, her body growing wetter even as she slipped deeper, like her instincts were stronger as she dozed.

Just a little longer, and I’d wake her up for real. I didn’t want her to be late, but I wanted my drowsy Omega full of everything first. Relaxation, comfort, and me.

I dropped my forehead to hers, inhaling that floral sweetness, and fucked her as gently as I could.