Chapter Fourteen
Sky
I didn't say anything at the time, but the truth was that I was glad to hear Colt laugh. Ever since he'd dropped theI was now a werewolfbombshell, my savior had seemed increasingly despondent.
I mean, yeah, the idea was going to take some getting used to, but if my choice was between a slow, painful death at the bottom of a pit or living as a healthy, happy werewolf? Then this woofer was more than happy to grab a chew toy and a collar! In fact, the thought of Colt strapping a collar on me for some, ahem, training had me tingling in places that I'd forgottencould.
Andthatfeeling was what had me sneaking out of the bedroom he'd settled me into and slipping into his bed while he slept in the early dawn hours.
"Sky?" Colt's sleepy voice rumbled through me, making me shiver. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Alpha," I whispered, hoping he was still mostly asleep. "You said I could come in here if I needed to. Can I sleep here?"
I took his low growl as approval when one muscular arm snaked out to drag me to his side. Sighing happily, I buried my face against his side and drew in a deep breath of the erotic masculine scent that pooled there, allowing myself to melt against his warm body.
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"Sky."
The feel of hot breath moaning my name against my neck made my heart beat faster before I was even all the way awake.
"Mm?" I shifted against the hot body behind me, sighing when my ass rubbed over a hard, thick cock.
Colt'shard, thick cock.
"Where are your clothes?"
"In my room."
His cock twitched against me when he realized what I was saying.
"Want you, Sky," Colt's deep voice was as smooth as hundred-year-old scotch as his words stoked the fire sparking in my belly. "Want you so much."
"Fuck, yes," I agreed, bucking back against his hard length and hissing when the cotton sleep pants he wore frustrated my attempts to get him closer. "Take those damn things off."
Colt laughed and twisted away. Before I could complain, he was back, hard and hot and all of that gloriously Alpha-scented skin was rubbing against me. "Better?"
"Oh, fuck!" I gasped when he smeared a wet streak of pre-cum down my back and onto my ass cheeks, leaving no doubt about how interested he was. I shifted again, angling my top leg forward and reaching back to part my cheeks so his cock could slide over my entrance. "Get in me!"
"Patience, Sky," Colt teased me. "We'll get there, baby." He tapped my lips with two thick fingers. "Now get me wet."
I sucked them in eagerly, not altogether sure where he was going, but far be it for me to complain about a few minor kinks. It wasn't until he pulled them back and slipped them into my ass that I realized what it was about. Along with my reproductive abilities, of course the loss of my hormones meant I couldn't self-lubricate any more. Before I could dwell on the loss, his fingertips glanced over a spot that made me see stars.
I shouted and reached back to grab his wrist, grinding his digits harder against me. "Oh, fuck! Do that again!"
"Yeah?" Colt sounded amused, but he obliged me, rubbing against my gland in tiny, firm circles. "You like that, hmm?"
I whimpered and threw my head back, and when his other hand crept around to gripmy painfullyhard dick? I was lost.
I began to babble, begging him not to stop as my body tensed and then released into a pulsing, trembling mess of sweaty skin and liquefied bones.
"That was beautiful," Colt murmured, wiping his sticking hands carelessly on the sheet and pulling me tightly against him, trapping his still-hard cock between our bodies. "You're fucking gorgeous."
I tried to move, to reach for the organ throbbing between us, but my limbs refused to cooperate. I growled in frustration and Colt smoothed a lock of hair out of my face.
"What's wrong?"
"Your turn," I managed to force the words out through my panting breaths.
