The Omni-Wolf’s Choice novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110 The party before the game…

Ryder’s POV

I step out of our closet, tugging my ascot into place and checking the line of buttons on

my vest-the pocket watch chain sitting just right. My navy-and-black tailcoat hangs on

the rack beside the door, top hat posted next to it like we’re about to audition for some

old-world nightmare.

We look like polished, vintage vampires.

Still. I wear it well.

Across the room, a handful of women are finishing up Bridget’s look, fluttering around

my mate like she’s royalty. Her gown matches mine-deep navy-and it clings in all the

right places, her breasts sitting high and full above the neckline. The fabric curves

smoothly over her pregnant stomach, and my throat goes tight just looking at her.

If I get her to myself for more than two minutes, I’m taking her. No question.

Her hair is pinned up in a curled arrangement with some feathered headband thing perched in it. I couldn’t describe it if my life depended on it. All I know is this: she’s

gorgeous now, and she won’t be wearing any of it later.

“Ryder,” she says, catching my gaze in the floor-length mirror, “you look so handsome.”

My feet move before my brain does. “You’re the one stealing the air out of my lungs,

Bridget.”

Color warms her cheeks as I close in behind her. The women trade smiles and quietly

disappear, leaving us a pocket of silence that feels like a locked door.

I wrap my hands around her belly from behind. The twins hum under my palms-alive,

bright, aware. They know I’m here.

Always.

“Ryder.” Her tone turns sharp. “I’m finally dressed. Don’t you dare.”

A slow grin pulls at my mouth. “If I’m not allowed to undress you…” I dip my head, lips.

brushing her ear. “Maybe I crawl under this skirt and make you come on my tongue.”

Her eyes snap wider in the mirror. She wants it-Goddess, she wants it-and the way

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She tries to argue anyway as I nudge the hem upward by inches. “Ryder, no. Everyone

will smell it on us. They’ll know.”

“Let me take the edge off, baby.” I nip lightly at her ear, and the sound she makes is pure permission. “Then we can survive the rest of the night.”

I move around her, guiding her back until she’s braced against the dresser. I drop to my

knees and tilt my face up so she can see herself clearly in the mirror.

“I want you watching when you fall apart for me,” I murmur. “Right on my tongue.”

She nods-small, shaky-eyes fixed on her reflection.

My hands slide up her thighs. I hook my fingers into her panties and draw them down,

slow enough to make her shiver. She steps out of them obediently, like the good Luna

she is.

I press my face to her pussy and inhale, deep, greedy. Her bump blocks her view from

above-so the mirror is for her, and for me.

Then I taste her.

My tongue slips between wet folds, lapping her juices while she moans and arches. I

make it loud on purpose, drinking her down, and when I catch her clit between my teeth

to nibble, her hand flies into my hair and pushes me closer.

“You like using my face,” I growl into her, voice rough. “Goddess, you taste perfect.”

Two fingers slide inside her-always two, never one-and I twist them, stretching her

with practiced pressure. She clenches around me, so I add a third without hesitation,

licking her clit hard as her sounds climb.

She keeps squeezing.

So I give her a fourth.

“Oh-goddess!” she cries, the word breaking into a scream. “I’m coming!”

And then she does-flooding my mouth, soaking my chin, trembling so hard the dresser

rattles. I pull back just enough for her to see me lick my lips, slow, savoring.

But it isn’t enough. Not even close.

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That hungry look flashes in her eyes, and my control snaps clean in half. I rise, unfastening my pants, my cock already aching and rigid. She reaches for me like she’s starving, wraps her hand around me, strokes me once, and guides me toward her slick

heat.

I turn her, bend her over the dresser. Her ass is round and perfect under the gown,

inviting trouble.

Soon.

I grip her hips, line up, and drive in with one hard stroke until I bottom out-every inch

buried, balls deep. Her moan is flawless, like music made for me.

I start pounding immediately, claiming what’s mine and giving her exactly what she

needs.

“This pussy-“I grunt, thrusting hard. “Goddess, I love the way you take me.”

“Ryder!” she gasps. “Harder!”

I do. And when she begs again, I slick my thumb in her juices and tease her asshole, circling the tight entrance while she pushes back like she’s asking for it without words.

“You want this?” I demand, still driving into her.

She nods frantically.

My thumb presses in, and her moans turn louder, messier. With my other hand I cup her, gather more of her wetness, and let it drip back onto her ass to make it easier. She rocks

against me, greedy, and the need in me spikes.

I pull out.

She whimpers.

“I promise you’ll love it,” I say, setting the wide tip of my cock to her asshole and easing

pressure forward. She meets me, pushing back, breath shaking.

“More,” she moans, wriggling as the head finally slips in. The tightness steals air from

my lungs-virgin and perfect and unreal. Her juices run down her thighs while I move

slowly, in and out, feeding her inch by inch.

“Oh, Ryder-more!”

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That hungry look flashes in her eyes, and my control snaps clean in half. I rise, unfastening my pants, my cock already aching and rigid. She reaches for me like she’s starving, wraps her hand around me, strokes me once, and guides me toward her slick

heat.

I turn her, bend her over the dresser. Her ass is round and perfect under the gown,

inviting trouble.

Soon.

I grip her hips, line up, and drive in with one hard stroke until I bottom out-every inch

buried, balls deep. Her moan is flawless, like music made for me.

I start pounding immediately, claiming what’s mine and giving her exactly what she

needs.

“This pussy-” I grunt, thrusting hard. “Goddess, I love the way you take me.”

“Ryder!” she gasps. “Harder!”

I do. And when she begs again, I slick my thumb in her juices and tease her asshole, circling the tight entrance while she pushes back like she’s asking for it without words.

“You want this?” I demand, still driving into her.

She nods frantically.

My thumb presses in, and her moans turn louder, messier. With my other hand I cup her, gather more of her wetness, and let it drip back onto her ass to make it easier. She rocks

against me, greedy, and the need in me spikes.

I pull out.

She whimpers.

“I promise you’ll love it,” I say, setting the wide tip of my cock to her asshole and easing

pressure forward. She meets me, pushing back, breath shaking.

“More,” she moans, wriggling as the head finally slips in. The tightness steals air from

my lungs-virgin and perfect and unreal. Her juices run down her thighs while I move

slowly, in and out, feeding her inch by inch.

“Oh, Ryder-more!”

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“As you wish, Luna.” My voice goes darker as I press deeper, the thickest part forcing its way inside while she trembles on the edge. “You don’t come until I’m balls deep in your ass. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, my alpha,” she answers, the words ruined by those beautiful sounds.

I push, working into her, addicted to the way she grips me like she was made for it. I’m. nearly there when she shoves back hard, taking control, and suddenly I’m fully seated inside her.

“Fuck.” I lock my hands on her hips to hold her steady. My control splinters again. “This ass-baby, I’m close. Come with me.”

I slam into her, faster, and slap one cheek. She yelps.

“That’s for taking all of me when I was giving it to you at my pace,” I growl, bottoming out and slapping the other cheek. Matching handprints bloom on her skin, and every st

rike makes her clench tighter around me.

She’s shaking.

“Ryder, I have to come!” she begs, desperate.

“Come with me,” I command.

One-two-three brutal thrusts and I break apart inside her, pumping her tight ass full

of my come. She screams my name, fingers white on the dresser edge, trembling through

her own release.

My favorite sound in the world.

“Alpha! Luna! You look simply stunning tonight!”

Alpha Dominic’s voice snaps the moment in half.

We’re at the ball now-cleaned up, put together, composed. It took effort. I almost

dragged Bridget back into a private room again until she physically stopped me, and the

pheromones rolling off her have made restraint feel like a joke all night.

Dominic claps as he stares at my Luna, and his mate, Roderick, stands beside him,

nodding in agreement.

“Thank you, gentlemen,” Bridget says warmly. “We’re so happy you could make it.”

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Both of them kiss her hand, proper and practiced. Dominic found Roderick at training.

camp-back when I was there and saw the whole thing unfold. They fit. Dominic is chaos.

on legs, and Roderick is steady as stone. Balance.

We’ve been circulating for about an hour, greeting leaders from every realm. Tonight’s

headline is Bridget’s belly-an Omni-Wolf carrying twins-and everyone keeps cracking

jokes about what we’re putting in the water around here, since both my Beta and I are