Chapter 29

Chapter 29
CHAPTER 29

VIVIAN'S POV

I was in a deep slumber when I felt a dip in the bed and someone shaking my leg. "Wake up, Vivian."
I was instantly up, grabbing the sheet and staring at Chris, who sat on the edge of my bed, his eyes crazed. "What are you doing here?"
Ignoring my question, he asked, "What are you and Zeke planning?"
"What?"
"I heard Zeke was asking about supplies and grabbing things like he was preparing for travel. Word travels fast. You're lucky that I shut it down and said that you two were planning to go camping in the woods to bond and reunite over your mate crap."
I narrowed my eyes. "How do you figure I'm involved with anything involving Zeke at all?"
He rolled his eyes. "Where there's Z, there's V. I'm not stupid. Now tell me what you two are up to before I go to Alpha Zade and tell him his son is planning something."
I pulled the sheets to my chest. "You were right. We're going camping to bond."
“Yeah, right. What he was packing for a longer stay than an overnight trip in the woods. Now spill, Vivian."
"How is this any of your business, Chris?"
He hesitated. "I feel like I need to protect you."
I stared into his eyes, trying to find some shred of the Chris I knew. "Is that all?"
He looked away. "No."
I inched closer to him, letting the sheet drop. "Tell me."
"I can't. I'm with Sam."
I let out an exasperated sigh. "Does Sam know you're in my room in the middle of the night?"
"Well, no."
"Then what's the harm in telling me what you're feeling? You're already doing something you shouldn't be."
He looked at me, his eyes darting between mine. "Because what I want to do to you...is wrong on so many levels."
I bit my lip, causing him to groan and shift his legs. He reached out, running his thumb over my lips. "Then just tell me."
He leaned in, pressing his lips to my ear. "When you bite your lip like that, I wonder how I could make you bite it harder. Then I imagine you biting my neck as I thrust into you. I think about your nails dragging into my back and your legs wrapped around me."
He pulled back, his eyes full of desire. I was slick with my desire. I needed him to touch me. “And why don’t you?"
He ran a hand through his hair. "Because I don't know why I think like that. And...I'm with Sam."
I cursed under my breath. "Are you really going to ignore what is so obviously there for...that? Do you feel anything like that with her?"
He once again avoided my gaze. He didn't. I know he didn't. Or he was too ashamed to admit it, which felt like a knife in the stomach. I will ignore that for now and process it later.
"It's not what I feel with Sam that is an issue right now. Please tell me what you're planning with Zeke. Stop changing the subject."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't worry about it."
"I am going to worry about it. I don't get it, but I'm going to protect you. Zeke may be an Alpha, but he's a dick who has always been out for himself. If push comes to shove, he will put himself over you. So wherever you're going, I'm going, too."
"Good luck."
"I know how to make that happen."
"Hm?"
He pushed me down on the bed, then laid beside me, wrapping his arm around me. "We're going to sleep just like this. So when you go to leave in the morning, we're leaving together."
"How is this not all kinds of inappropriate between you and Sam?"
He patted my head. "I don't know. I know this feels right."
He nuzzled in my hair, smelling me. My heart raced being so close to him. I closed my eyes, remembering our first and last time. I wish I had savored it more. He pressed up against me, his hardness telling me he was either remembering it or imagining what could be.
I innocently shifted, allowing myself to rub him and causing him to groan. "Are you okay?"
"You know what you're doing."
"I'm just trying to get comfortable. You're kind of warm."
He squeezed me tighter against him and placed his hand on my stomach. "This is so wrong."
"No, it's not."
He started sliding his hand down and then playing with the hem of my shorts. "Can I?"
I shifted my legs, opening them and twisting my head to look at him. His eyes searched mine as he continued gliding his hand deeper until he reached my folds and tentatively ran one finger through my slick heat.
I gasped, which he used to capture my mouth in a searing kiss. He wasted no type shoving his fingers deep in my as he palmed my clit, ravaging my mouth with his tongue. He thrust against me, grinding. His other hand snaked around from under me, grabbing my breast roughly and pinching my nipple.
With difficulty, I shoved my hand behind me, working my way into his jeans, gripped him, and began to stroke him. He broke away from our kiss. "Tell me you want me."
"I want you."
He devoured me again. His fingers worked faster as he began thrusting into my hand at the same speed he thrust his fingers. Palming my clit each time. I felt myself nearing the edge, gasping into his mouth.
Then I burst, coming on his hand, shuddering. I felt warm liquid spilling over my hand and wrist. His kiss became more sensual, softer. He let me pull my hand away, which I wiped on his jeans.
He smiled against my lips. "Good things I brought other clothes."
"Seriously?"
"I told you I'm coming with you."
“Apparently, in more ways than one..."
He bit back a laugh. "I can't...there's something there, Vivian. I don't know what it is. Something is drawing me into you. Like I need to be near you. And I need to go with you."
I nodded. "Maybe you're right. Maybe this is the answer to how to fix things, and it is for the best. There is something between us. You might not remember it. You might not understand it. But there is something, and I'm going to fix it. Now get to sleep."
I turned around, snuggling into his arms.
He kissed my head. "I always had a nickname for you in school that I don't know if I ever told you about. Vivid. So good night, Vivid."
A single tear rolled down my cheek.