Part 45
Even in my dreams, I was haunted by my mates, their rough, husky voices whispering dirty things in my ear. Two pairs of hands roamed around my body, caging me in between the hot press of their bodies. My head was thrown back as they teased, tracing down my throat, chest, stomach, down to where I was mostly aching for it.
I woke up panting, my hair damp with sweat and fingers trembling while curled into the sheets. Raising my head, I noticed that the clock on the wall read nine, the vision so blurry that it felt like I was hallucinating. I struggled to find a way off the bed, every part of me screaming to stay where it was safest—in the bed, surrounded by the Alpha's scent.
“You are awake?” A familiar voice asked, startling me. Reed stood in a robe draped around, his right side pressed against the bathroom door. “I was just about to take a shower.”
I made a sound.
“Rowan is in the kitchen.”
I hummed, my hands shaking as the Alpha handed me a glass of water. Shakily I accepted and greedily gulped the liquid, the cool feel of the water, a welcome change in comparison to my burning skin.
“Do you want to shower first?”
“N-No.”
“Okay, then I’ll be back soon.”
Instead of spiralling deeper into the frenzy at the loss of his smell, I made an acknowledging sound. He shut the door behind him. A cream coloured robe lay on the chair next to the bed, which I picked and draped around, not even bothering to look for my clothes.
I climbed out of bed and stumbled out of the room, weak in the knees. Tremors rocked through my frame, disoriented and lost, everything around turning cold.
Stepping out of the door, I walked to the kitchen only to see Rowan’s back turned to me. I cried with relief, feeling raw with how his sharp scent intoxicated me, coating my skin and insides. All semblance of control and restraint vanished, a high pitched whine tearing through my lips. My legs picked up the pace, rushing forward and barely holding myself from launching into his arms.
As if Rowan sensed my presence, the Alpha immediately whirled around, his nostrils flaring. From the corner of my eyes, I noticed some canvas bags on the table, undoubtedly holding the groceries he shopped earlier today.
Lost in my thought, I didn’t realise the Alpha was the closing distance between us and coming to stand in front, his eyes dropping to the exposed neck and throat constricting.
“Why are you out of bed, baby?”
I responded by whining, slumping forward and letting him catch me. His smell was strong, sinking into my nose and rendering me dizzy. I could vaguely hear Rowan cursing under his breath before I felt a pair of arms circling my waist, steadying me.
“Kiss me, Alpha,” I breathed while tilting my chin up in invitation. The Alpha wasn’t one to deny, so he complied readily, shifting on his feet to lean over and crush our lips together. A whimper escaped my throat, eyes fluttering shut as he slid his hand down the dip of my waist to the small of my back before pulling me in flush so we were pressed up against each other.
The kiss turned heated very quickly, a mess of tongues more than anything, but I wasn’t complaining. I grind in his touch, heat coiling in the pit of my stomach. It’s so impossibly hot feeling him press against me in all the right places. Abruptly he pulled away from the kiss, panting while I attached my lips to trail down over his sharp jawline before suckling gently at the soft spot beneath his ear to hear him grunt.
“B-Baby. You haven’t eaten anything; maybe we should….”
I cut him off with a frustrated noise, my nails scouring his chest, leaving an angry pink in their wake.
“I-I need you. I need it. Hurts.”
A possessive sound, deep and raspy, erupted past him as he resigned to fate. Rowan’s hands went to knead at the flesh of my bottom, breathing me in. With a pleased gasp, I clutched at the broad of his shoulders.
The world went a bit fuzzy as I got lost in action; my skin was on fire, the robe's fabric becoming my worst enemy as it stood between us.
As if reading my mind, the Alpha took a step away and shucked off his shirt, revealing the muscular toned skin for me to ogle. I felt a tightness in my core, the first hint of slick inside me.
I panted while eyeing his happy trail, rushing to unbutton his pants when he pulled me back in, kissing my scent gland and then licking a stripe up my neck. My body went pliant at the almost carnal act of claim, shuddering when he started trailing a path of kisses over the sensitive skin.
His hand went to the sashay of the robe, and I nodded jerkily, feeling a fleeting relief when he helped me take it off completely. The air felt soothing against my bare skin. I let out a whimper, feeling him respond in the form of a low rumble in his chest. A glaze settled over this eyes.
“Look at you,” He whispered, nosing up the column of my throat.
“Rowan,” I choked out, feeling my eyes burn with tears as he nipped at the juncture of my neck right next to where bonding spot, and I felt the first wave of slick soak through.
“A-Alpha, please…”
The title elicited a growl, Rowan gripping at my chin and slotting our lips together. It’s sloppy and messy, tongues slick with spit and instincts slowly surrendered. I let him lick into my mouth with obvious hunger, the sharp nails digging crescent marks in the skin of his bare shoulders. My thighs were now drenched with slick, the entrance clenching at the devastating feeling of emptiness. I clawed at him, the feral instincts taking over. “N-Need you…” I mumbled into his mouth. “Need your knot.”
Nodding, he set me on the kitchen island, the cool marble biting at my heated, wet flesh. “Lay back.”
I nodded hastily, knocking a glass onto the floor, where it shattered, though neither of us cared at this point. Flat on my back, I arched a bit in the invitation, more so when he kneeled in the open of my legs. My breath hitched as his mouth latched onto the skin of the inside of my thigh, stingy as he left his mark with a bite.
His lips explored every inch of my skin, paying extra attention to the hardened nubs. Not long before, I felt the first cold touch between my legs, trailing up to the centre and circling it slowly. A lone tear slid down my eye as he inched his finger in, my legs spreading wider.
“So tight…” He grunted while easing out and obscenely licking the finger. I felt my cheeks turn red. My thigh burned when he hitched it up to his side, running a hand down the length of my leg softly before moving closer, lining up his cock.
Rowan was big, filling me up so well I could feel it in every part, my fingers clutching his hand and back and toes curling into the surface.
“Taking me so well,” He praised, bringing our linked hands above my head. I shuddered as the moment only made him press deeper, his hips nestled against my ass. The Alpha squeezed at my hand, the slow drag of his hips controlled and deliberate, cock pushing thick and deep. His other hand smoothed the damp hair over my forehead, an action sharp in contrast to the force of his thrusts.
I cried out, teeth digging into his skin while Rowan curled his fingers in my hair and pulled. I gasped at the sting, rocking up into his cock with a whine. The Alpha nosed up my throat, cold breath fanning out over my neck, eyes fluttering shut.
“Look at me,” He said, steady.
I struggled to hold his gaze, feeling pinned in place. He drew back and then slammed in with zeal, all while keeping his fingers curled in my hair, tugging my head back on every other thrust.
“Close,” I slurred, not realising that I began unconsciously meeting each thrust, trying to get him deeper.
“So perfect for me,” He breathed roughly, pace quick and sloppy as his cock thickened impossibly. My mouth parted as his knot expanded painfully, so deep inside me, locking us together. The stretch, followed by the sensation of come, caused me to whimper as I came.
Dizzy, and exhausted, I sighed at the sweet relief as the energy in my veins eased up and the intense heat cooled. With my head lolled back, I waited for the knot to go down, feeling his breath on my shoulder, until I smiled sleepily, darkness consuming me.
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