I forced back my grin as the thick, heady scent of aroused Alpha flooded the room. After all, it wouldn't do for me to seem smug.
"I want you." I chose the direct answer. "So much."
He was still standing in the door, but I heard him swallow from across the room.
"I'm..not really sure that's a good idea," Clint said quietly. "You haven't…we haven't been together in a while and you're still getting better. I don't want you to regret it."
Clint did an admirable job of keeping blame and pain out of his voice, but there was the slightest undercurrent of hurt that made it through. I pulled my fingers free and turned, sitting on the bed to meet his eyes.
"I know I've been pushing you away for the last few months. That I hurt you when I told you I didn't belong here anymore."
Clint nodded, his lips twisting into a slight grimace, but he held his tongue.
"Everything seemed so out of focus and confusing. Doc thinks my hormones might have been out of whack. He's going to test my blood samples and let us know." Clint was still standing frozen by the door. "I'm sorry I hurt you."
He finally moved, a slight shrug of his strong shoulders, and took a tiny step toward me but there were still no words.
"Doc said that if I wanted to – if you're willing, too, of course – that making love might actually help clarify things. He said it could help." Clint's adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed again, harder at my words. "I want you so much. Please? Will you help me?"
I knew the instant that the Alpha had made his decision by the nearly-feral golden glow that lit his brown eyes. He stalked toward me, ripping off the towel that had made an impressive, if pointless, attempt at containing his hard cock. My own arousal climbed higher as I watched the battle between man and beast that was raging in his face.
My blood began to pound in my veins as I saw the hunger that had built during the weeks that I'd denied him, as I anticipated the intensity that was about to be unleashed upon me. When a gasping moan broke free of my lips, his rock hard cock jerked against his abs in response. Oh, yes. I was definitely in the best kind of trouble.
Clint stopped between my spread thighs, his eyes scorching my skin as they ran over me.
"You want this?" His voice was barely more than a growl. "You want me?"
I nodded frantically, sucking in deep breaths of his scent but Clint shook his head, his lips drawing back to show his fangs.
"There've been too many miscommunications, Trevor. If you want me, you'll have to tell me." He paused for a second to be sure he had my attention. "You'll have to ask for it."
Ask for it? Oh, hell! If it would get his long, thick cock deep inside me, I'd beg. Just the thought of that made me ten times hotter.
"You want me to ask for it? To tell you what I want?"
He nodded, and I slipped to the floor and knelt before him, his beautiful cock inches from my mouth. I leaned forward so my words would ghost over his hard flesh and kept my eyes on his.
"You want me to tell you that I love having you in my mouth?" Clint shivered when the words made my lips brush the shaft. "That I love the taste of you?" His large hands were hanging at his sides and I guided them to either side of my face, sighing with pleasure when he threaded his fingers into my hair and held me still, his touch grounding me.
"Oh Gods, yes. Should I tell you how crazy it makes me when you pull my hair and feed me your cock?" A shudder ran through his entire body, and he began to leak the salty, bitter fluid that I love. "Can I suck you? Please, Alpha?"
Clint snarled so deep in his chest that I wasn't even sure if he was aware of it. He slid one hand to my chin and stroked his thumb over my bottom lip. I opened with a groan and the soft velvet skin of his cockhead slipped through my lips, stretching my mouth around him.
Clint eased forward slowly, as gently as always but I needed more. He couldn’t fill my mouth fast enough. I ran my hands up the back of his firm calves and hair-roughened thighs to grab his butt in both hands and jerk him toward me, forcing him into my throat.
"Fuck!" Clint tried to pull back, but I kept my grip firm and the suction strong. He struggled gallantly for a minute before surrendering with a near whimper. "Damn it, Trevor. I don't want to hurt you, baby."
Not willing to release him long enough to answer, I shook my head and moaned around him when the movement forced him even deeper. I traced the throbbing vein on the underside of his cock with my tongue, releasing him just enough to gulp in a breath. He shivered as the chilly air brushed over him in my hot mouth and I smiled.
I could feel Clint's hands fisting in my hair as he fought to hold himself still, forced himself not to thrust his hips,so I dove back over him, gasping and whining as I sealed my lips around his throbbing flesh and gave my best effort at swallowing my Alpha whole.
"Shit, Trev." Clint tightened his grip in my hair until my head stung. "You're so good.." He gave in and thrust his hips, driving into my mouth. He caught me by surprise and I gagged, but Clint was so far gone that he didn't notice. “So fucking perfect, baby,” Clint crooned, his thrusts becoming erratic. I sucked harder, knowing he was close. I was so focused on the tangy come leaking from him, that he took me by complete surprise when he stepped back and pulled me to my feet in a single movement.
"What are you doing?" I gasped as he dragged me against his naked body. Then I was face down on the bed under him, the erotic weight of his arousal sliding through the slick-coated crease that hid my entrance.
Clint reined himself in and pulled my head to the side, drawing back just enough to meet my eyes. Whatever he saw there must have alleviated his concern because he was backon me in an instant, covering me with his body so that his weight pressed me down into the mattress.
"Sycamore," he murmured in my ear. "Iamgoing to take what's mine. You can fight me all you want, but if you really want me to stop, say sycamore."
