“However,” he murmurs, running his nose along my cheek, “I don’t want to take advantage, or make you feel that you have to do something that you’re not comfortable with. So, let’s take our time, okay? We still need to finish our discussion, and the others will want to spend time with you too.”
A sudden image falls into my mind of me doingthatwith Devlin, Ace and Gabe watching me, and I whine again. Oh god.
Rogue breathes in deeply, and his brow twitches. “Let’s just get you in the bath, love.”
He steps away and my arms reach back out for him on instinct. I reign them in, thinking over what he’s said. He’s being considerate and I don’t want to push my luck. I do really want to ask him if he’ll get in the bath with me though. I want to see what he looks like under his fitted white shirt. My mouth waters and I distract myself by starting to pull down the sleep shorts. A bang and curse ring out and I look up to see Rogue rubbing his head.
“Walked into the door,” he offers sheepishly. “I’ll get you something clean. Take your time, and call out if you need anything.” Backing out, he gently pulls the door shut. Stripping quickly out of the rest of my clothes, I tiptoe over to the steaming bath. He’s even put bubbles in. I quickly poke my toes in, followed by the rest of me, and moan in delight at the feel of the hot water against my tense skin.
Heaven. This is heaven. Except it feels a little lonely without Rogue.
Yep. I am in so much trouble.
ChapterNineteen
Rogue
Hot water pummels my back.
Pressing my hand against the tiled wall in Devlin’s bathroom, I run the other over my face, trying to wash away the guilt. That was Harper’s first orgasm, and she gave it to me because I couldn’t control my own damn instincts.
My cock twitches and I close my eyes, moving my hand down as I remember her breathy moans and the feel of her wetness rubbing against me. She was bloody glorious, hair rippling down her back like fire, hips undulating as she moved over me to take what she needed. At that moment, I was her creature. She could have asked for my heart on a plate, and I would have ripped it from my chest in a heartbeat.
My instincts are riding me hard, telling me to get back to the other bathroom and make her scream out my name until she’s limp with release. Groaning, I twist the shower temperature until the water turns ice cold. Hopefully, it’ll get rid of my Harper issue.
When I’m dressed, I head back to the kitchen, stopping to drop a parcel of clothing outside the bathroom floor. Listening for a second, I can hear splashing and Harper humming. The sound echoes through me, a purr rising up. My instincts are pushing me to make sure she’s cared for, and I’m tempted to head in just to make sure.
Shaking my head hard to dispel the image of a lithe, naked Harper rising from the bathwater, I nearly run into the kitchen. Dev, Gabe, and Ace are all stood with matching expressions, arms folded and eyebrows raised. Checking on the bond, I feel strands of jealousy rippling through with a definite tinge of arousal. I can still scent Harper’s release in the air and clearly, so can they. They’re all packing a serious erection.
“I hope that’s for her and not me,” I toss at them, heading to get a coffee refill. “You know I think you’re all hot as fuck, but I don’t swing that way.”
Gabe’s mouth falls open as he gapes at me. Ace stares. “Who are you, and what have you done with our serious pack leader?”
Shrugging, I sit back down, glancing towards the open door to see if Harper’s coming back. I’ve given her my shirt this time, the possessive bastard in me wanting her smothered in my scent.
Ace snaps his fingers in front of my face, face twitching in amusement. “Focus, you horny motherfucker.”
I growl at him just to remind him who’s in charge around here, even as my lips twitch in amusement. He’s not wrong. They all settle down, grumbling and shifting uncomfortably. Gabe fans the remaining scent towards the open door.
“I’m so jealous,” he groans. “She smells…”
Staring at the pockmarked wood of our kitchen table, I press my finger into the grooves. “It was her first orgasm,” I mutter, not looking at them.
The jealousy in the pack bond swells even more, and I swing up to glower at them. “Seriously?”
Ace shrugs. “We’re alphas. And she’s…”
“Amazing,” Gabe practically has stars in his eyes as he stares longingly at the entrance to the corridor. Dev pokes him in the arm, hard, and he yelps, swatting at him. Jumping up, he heads to the pantry and starts pulling out ingredients.
“I’ll make omelets,” he says, frowning. “That’s pretty basic, so we can try her with that and go from there.”
“I like omelets,” Harper says softly, and we all spin to face her in the doorway, Ace nearly falling off his chair. She’s standing on one foot, the other rubbing up and down her calf. My shirt drowns her, and she’s left a couple of buttons undone, showing more than a hint of her creamy skin. Her hair’s been combed out, framing her face with wisps as it dries. She looks fucking edible. I grit my teeth as I scan over the bruises lining her body, a reminder for me to check her over for anything that might need treatment.
My pack clearly agrees as they’re all staring at her like idiots. Even Dev isn’t immune, mouth open as his eyes sweep over her bare legs.
Gabe recovers first, beckoning her in and pulling out a seat as Ace jumps up and gets her a fresh cup of coffee. She glances around at all of us shyly. “Thank you.”
Smiling at her, I wait for Gabe to start on the food before picking up the conversation we dropped earlier.
