The Omega's Temptation by
A bullied omega leaves his pack and hides in plain sight among the humans. But will he reveal his true identity to save the woman he loves.
Omega's Temptation (Utopia 3)
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Copyright ©2021 Gale Stanley
When Axel finally pulled back, he left Cassie breathless. She’d initiated the kiss, but she’d never thought it would be so intimate, so electrifying. Axel felt it, too. He looked into her eyes while he smoothed his hands over her back, her arms, wherever he could reach. His gentle caresses felt so good, Cassie didn’t want him to stop. It had been a long time since a man had touched her like this. Her panties grew damp as arousal pulsed between her thighs. What’s happening to me?
“Oh, Axel. I haven’t felt like this in a long time. You make me feel like a woman again.”
“I’m glad,” he murmured. “You make me feel like a man, Cassie.” He captured her mouth again and deepened their kiss. His tongue stroked Cassie’s until she was dizzy. Kissing had never felt like this with Benjamin.
Axel slid the rough pads of his fingers under Cassie’s top. He smoothed his palms over her breasts, fondling them and teasing her nipples ever so slightly. Cassie’s stomach did flip-flops and she felt tension build inside her.
Axel whispered in her ear. “This might be wrong, but you’re so fucking tempting.”
“How can it be wrong when it feels so right?” His touch lit a fire inside her. His voice, husky with passion, fanned the flames. Every square inch of her body was hot for him.
As they kissed, Axel urged her to stand. It felt good to press her body to his. Cassie wrapped her arms around him, pushing her breasts against his chest.
Axel slid his hand under the hem of Cassie’s shorts. Cassie expected him to stroke her aching pussy, but his hands came back around her waist. Doesn’t he want me?
Cassie parted her
thighs, and ground herself against him, trapping his hard bulge between them. Oh he wants me. He’s afraid he’ll scare me
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Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.
Some things never change.
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