The Omega's heart

6

Livia's p o v

My gaze was locked on him as he pulled his shirt off while sitting between my thighs.

I watch him hungrily as he brushes his hair back and grabs my legs, pulling me fast until I was close enough for him to lower himself on me.

The heat in my body increased as his chest comes in contact with mine and my heart begins to beat faster when he locks my lips with his and reaches for the last piece of wear on me and pulled it off my waist.

We continued kissing while my hands wander around his waist till I caught a hold of his wear and set it out.

His lips traveled around every part of my face and he bit my jaw till it hurt. As he continued down my neck, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan into his shoulder, knowing I must have completely disappeared under his warm broad body. For a moment only the sound of our breath is audible.

And while I feel the warmth of his body all I can think of is how much of loving I really craved all this while and all I could get was a mate that cared less about me. But Liam was different. He made me uabbek to think of anybody else but him.

Liam rose and his face was above mine and I paused. In the darkness of our small surrounding, I could see Liam's eyes glowing down at me, as we shared each other's breath. His hand slowly trailed off my breast and lines down my belly, my skin stretching with excitement to his tender touch yet he held my gaze in a powerful seizing.

I was caught up in those beautiful eyes when I feel him sliding inside of me. I let out a faint gasp and his lips brush mine.

I bite my lip as he started a rhythmic dance on top of me. My finger nails bit eagerly at his shoulders while we left in our shared breath passionately in our sudden connection until I could not hold it anymore but let out muffled moans as he continued to thrust intentionally.

I found myself spreading purposefully, adjusting to his lengthening size as we continued our passionate dance.

And with the moment passing, what started as a gentle movement turned into fast purposeful thrusts until our warm air was filled with grunts and moans. Something I hoped to continue hearing till I could not hear anything more.

We went round after round, sometimes leaving me to beg him to strangle me and at times, he let me on top, giving me full control to ride him till my satisfaction, I felt like lowering down and jotting his neck within my fangs. I wanted to consume him just as much as wanted to me.

He was going to come; he would warn me and I was ready to take it all while riding effortlessly, his grip getting tighter on my waist. At that moment, nothing could end our night, even a storm wouldn't end this ecstacy.

This was more than just lust, there was a strong uncontrollable force that I felt gripping me from the inside. The last time I felt this way was when my wolf was springing to pick my mate. How could I be feeling that way again now with him?

I fought it. I tried to fight the feeling back and it was fruitless until he came and his grunts filled my ears. Like a withered plant, I fell off him and found myself chest down beside him as we both continue to pant and breath and sigh. I could feel his chest pumping.

I hear him turning on the bed, drawing close untill I felt him close to me and his lips press hhard on my neck as he gave me a soft kiss but I refused to move. If I did, I may not be able to let go of him.

He parted my hair gently and laid back. I rolled to my side too now hugging the duvet only to find a glowy sign in his neck. Did I mark him?

How? And how was it possible when we did not really have a bond. Or did we? Was he my .... mate?

Before the sun arose, I was already up and dressed. Liam sat up as I felt his gaze on me but ignore it.

"Going somewhere?"

"Yes... Liam."

"What's wrong?" He asked, I guess he sensed the unease in my tone. Why was he always so quick to understand the unsaid messages.

Quietly, he gets up and I still remain at the vanity, looking at myself in the mirror. I still felt shivers within me and I could not describe what it was. I was more afraid of how much felt drawn to Liam.

I was still staring at myself in the mirror when Liam's image joined. He was already dressed up.

"When can I see you again?" He asks softly, my heart beginning to melt to the masculinity of his voice.

I drop my head till I see my own feet.

"I don't .... I don't think we should see each other again." I regretted the moment I say it. I should have waited.

"What?"

"I can't."

"What do you mean?"

I don't know what I meant.... I wish I did.

"You know that I love you, Livia. I always have and I am ready to give up anything to be with you. You are the only woman I have ever truly loved and if you let me, I would prove it to you. After what we had..."

"I was drunk, Liam. What we had was just a one night stand."

As soon as I say so, he closes up on me and I feel the hardness of his body on my back. I leaned back and felt the warmth of his presence, his breath lifting my hair out the side of my face. I loved it.

"Was it?" He asked and I bit my lips and closed my eyes. "Tell me the truth, Livia..."

I closed my eyes and bit into my lip harder and threw my face to the side so he wouldn't see my face in the mirror cause I knew it would give me away.

"Livia..." He calls again and I feel a current in my chest. He stretches his hand forward and holds the table so that I was trapped within him. Instantly my heart begins to best fast. My words refusing to come out.

"I have to go now." I whisper and that was it all. The next thing I felt was the space between us growing. "You know where to find me, Livia." He said and I listened still until I hear the door slam and his car starting outside