152. Chapter 152
A storm raged over Purgatory.
Lightning cracked across the sky, leaving the scent of ozone in its wake and lighting the landscape even as Purgatory itself was wiped off the map and cast into darkness as the power went off before candles and generators brought it back to flickering light.
As the storm raged on outside, Nicole knew nothing of it. Her focus, her life, everything within her was narrowed down to the beautiful goddess standing naked before her.
Thunder rolled outside the windows, rain lashed against it like the drumming of fingers, but all Nicole could hear was the pounding of her own heart as Waverly walked towards her. God! The way she moved was too stunningly beautiful to just be called walking.
She was a predator and mesmerised by the gleam in her eyes, the smile of anticipation on her lips and the way her body moved with a seductive glide, Nicole was her all too willing prey.
Nostrils flaring, Nicole licked her lips as she took in the scent of Waverly’s arousal. It was heady, addictive, filling her lungs and coating her tongue and setting her hips canting forwards.
Waverly’s smile grew more knowing and predatory at the move. Quick as a cat, she snagged a finger into her uniform belt as her hips were at the apex of her needy thrust and tugged her close enough to feel the heat radiating from her skin.
Not one word had been spoken since Nicole had gotten off duty and stepped inside their home. No words were needed as she’d quickly locked her gun away in it’s safe and toed off her boots, kicking them carelessly aside in her haste.
She followed the trail of her Omegas scent and the trail of red rose petals up the stairs to their bedroom where Waverly was waiting for her. And no words were needed as she followed the beckoning of her body and touch and dipped her head.
Nicole knew that no matter how often they kissed it would be the same… that heady feeling of coming home and rushing into the unknown as their lips touched and explored. The tip of Waverly’s tongue teased across her lips, dipping delicately into her mouth to set off explosions of heat across every nerve ending from where it touched.
Moaning, whimpering into her, Nicole tightened her grasp on Waverly’s hips, anchoring herself to the beautiful woman that had claimed her heart and set her free to love as she pulled her closer, bringing their bodies lightly together.
The hunger in Waverly’s eyes was a physical thing, a beast roaming behind the hazel waiting to devour her. Holding enough heat that Nicole was surprised that her clothes hadn’t been burnt off her body.
Despite the hunger in her gaze and the trembling in her body, Waverly’s hands worked gently, unfastening and removing her clothing one piece at a time at a speed that had a growl of frustration rumbling up Nicole’s throat.
The sound earned her a knowing smile and a slap on the hand as she reached for her belt and tried to ‘help’.
A hand slid up her chest to the back of her neck, pulling her down until Waverly’s hot breath teased across her ear and a softly purred… ‘Mine’ that reverberated through her mind and body, made her sag against her Omega and surrender all control.
This was Waverly’s night. Her needs. And Nicole was eager to make all her dreams come true.
“All yours,” she breathed back and watched as the heat flared brighter in Waverly’s eyes and erased the last brief hint of uncertainty lingering there that Nicole hadn’t even noticed until it was gone.
Waverly’s hands returned to her clothing and Nicole returned to trembling in needs as the slow reveal of her body made her feel as though she was being stripped of more than just clothing.
Hazel eyes locked with hers, holding them as nimble fingers worked within the small gap between their bodies to unfasten her pants. Nicole’s fingers twitched at her sides restless with the need to hurry them along as the fabric dropped down her legs to the floor but she was trapped within those eyes. Held captive by their beauty as the subtle rustle had Waverly’s eyes blowing out wide. The black of pupil spread, push the hazel into a thin line before that raced outwards as her eyes turned solid.
The grin of feral anticipation was back as Waverly’s hand pressed against her sternum, warm and solid as she guided her back across the room until Nicole felt the edge of their bed bump against the back of her legs.
Nicole sat as a single fingertip gave an extra push before it dropped to join its twin on her other hand to hook the waistband of her panties. As Nicole scooted back onto the mattress she felt the tug of them over her hips and the coolness of the air brushing against already damp curls as they were peeled from her body and tossed aside.
A growl of pleasure filled the room as Waverly’s eyes raked over her body, a million thoughts seeming to flash before her eyes before they met hers again and she crawled onto the bed after her.
Propped up on her elbows, Nicole watched with wide eyes as Waverly stalked closer with a mesmerising beauty and grace despite the unstable surface of the soft mattress. Her body moved to straddle hers. The insides of her thighs and calf’s bracketing and caressing her. The soft curls of her long hair trailed across the sensitive skin of her legs, hips, her abdomen and breasts, setting her nerve endings on fire long before Waverly’s mouth claimed hers again in a kiss that was all heat and need.
Nicole’s hands caressed the soft skin of Waverly’s waist, trailing across the swell of her stomach and ribs to skim the sides of her breasts as Waverly started moving back down. Her lips and teeth creating a trail of fire that pooled between her thighs.
A startled gasp burst from Waverly’s mouth and turned to a whimper.
As the sound made it through to her lust-addled brain, Nicole feared for a moment that something was wrong with Waverly, with their babies. But the look on her face as she sat up upon her was of wonder and need. Her eyes were hooded, her lips parted on a panted moan as she looked down and pressed her hips closer, grinding their bodies together.
“Nicole?”
Dropping her hands to Waverly’s hips at her breathy plea, Nicole arched her own off the mattress slightly for her. Just enough to give Waverly something more to move against.
“That’s it, baby. Let it go. Let me see. I got you.”
Guiding by her hands, Waverly’s body found a rhythm as her hips moved in a sensual grind as she followed the pleasure building between her thighs where she was pressed against her.
Nicole gazed at Waverly, taking in every movement of her perfect body as she started moving above her. Her body instinctively chasing down the feelings rising within her.
She envied the storm, how the brightness from the lightning lit her body so she replaced the memory of it with soft lingering strokes of her hands and teasing touches with the tips of her fingers.
Nicole catalogued every response, devouring it with hungry eyes. The way Waverly’s eyes softened in wonder as her hands slid from her hips to her abdomen and responded to the murmurs of love that fell unbidden from her own mouth at the beautiful evidence of their love growing within her.
Her breasts, swollen and tender, produced a litany of cries and moans of pleasure as she cupped their weight within her palms and played with them gently until Waverly growled, her hands pressing against her as she encouraged her to squeeze and pinch a little harder.
Nicole obeyed willingly, watching as Waverly’s head dropped back, sending her hair flying around her shoulders in pleasure. The wet slick of Waverly’s arousal spreading against her flesh as she got it just right and made her ride the razor's edge of where pleasure and pain met.
It was all for Waverly, it was what Nicole wanted, but the press and movement of her body right there coupled with the sight of Waverly slowly coming undone… It was a delicious torture that fought against every ounce of her rapidly failing control.
“More! Need more!”
Nicole dragged her short nails down Waverly’s back and across the curve of her ass, stealing a keening cry from her lips and making her hips jerk.
It was a light touch that undid her though. The brush of her thumb caressing back and forth across the swollen bundle of nerves in time with the frantic movements of her hips and on the fourth her body went rigid, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream.
Rearing up, Nicole wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer as she slipped two fingers into her and moved them in and out as she rode them beautifully.
Nails dragged across her back and shoulders. Painting lines of fire across her flesh as Waverly rode the edge of one climax into another that had her teeth sinking into mating mark as her cry of release spilling across her flesh.