"I'm not going to stop," he assured her with a quiet murmur, stroking her hair for a moment. No, he wasn't going to stop, but he was surely going to alter a bit of his technique. He knew he should have taken her to the center!

He offered another deep, heated kiss, letting one hand stroke down her body and rest for a moment at the apex of her thighs. She was so hot and wet already and his fingers stroked lightly, moving in tandem with her body to start coaxing her higher. "I'm also not going to tear you to pieces, my Omega," he breathed into her ear, nose and face nuzzling as he went to kiss her throat and drag his teeth over her own scent glands, barely resisting the urge to bite.

One finger slipped in, then two on the next stroke, concentrating on helping her body get used to the sensation before he claimed her officially.