At Sophia's voice practically whining at the unfairness of his teasing, Luca was pushed to go further even though he was about to burst with anticipation.
He crawled forward on the bed again until the omega was underneath him and he stared down at her with a smirk gracing his lips.
She began pushing on his chest to get him away from her but he lowered himself so his chest was touching hers and his lips were against the place he scarred her neck.
"Are you saying you wouldn't rather have this instead?" Luca asked, his voice low and quiet, tickling Sophia's sensitive skin.
One of his elbows held his weight and he moved his free hand down, spreading Sophia's legs again so he could settle between them. He ground his hardened manhood against her drenched petals.
His actions caused a gasp to escape Sophia's open mouth and the fists pushing him away became desperate to pull him closer.
