“Since you asked so nicely.”
His fingers sped up on my clit, rubbing frantic now, while his thrusts grew erratic, hips snapping wild. I was right there, teetering, pleasure building like a storm through the bond, his need mirroring mine, pushing me higher…
And then someone started knocking on my fucking door.
“Riley! Are you there?”
Sloane’s voice, loud and insistent. Definitely not going any time soon.
I groaned, and not in the fun way.
Caelan didn’t even pause, thrusting steady, his cock dragging out slow before plunging back in.
“Answer her,” he commanded, voice low and edged with that alpha tone.
“What... I can’t...”
“You can. Answer her. Now.”
“YES!” I yelled toward the door, the word twisting into a strangled yelp as he ground deep. “I’M HERE!”
“Open up! I brought reinforcements!”
More chattering, excited voices. Margo and Jade, right there in the hallway. Of course. Perfect timing. Right in the middle of him fucking me senseless. The universe had a twisted sense of humor and I was its favorite target.
Caelan’s fingers pressed harder on my clit, circling faster.
“Give me...” I tried, words fracturing as another thrust jolted me. “GIVE ME FIVE MINUTES!”
“Riley, you sound weird. Are you okay?”
I bit my lip hard, swallowing a moan as he drove in deeper, his free hand sliding up to cover my mouth, muffling the sound. “FINE! JUST... GIVE ME FIVE!”
“That’s my good girl,” he whispered in my ear, so quiet only I caught it, his chest pressed to my back. “Coming for me with your friends right outside the door. You like that, don’t you? The risk of getting caught? Knowing they could hear you if you let go? The risk of getting caught?”
I wanted to shake my head, deny it. But fuck, he was right. The thrill of it twisted the pleasure higher, making my pussy clench around him tighter.
“Come,” he ordered, breath hot on my neck. “Quietly. Now.”
The orgasm crashed through me. My body locked up, walls pulsing hard around his cock, milking him as waves crashedthrough me. I screamed into his palm, the sound muffled, tears pricking my eyes from the intensity. He buried himself deep one last time, hips jerking as he came, hot cum flooding me, his groan vibrating against my shoulder.
We sagged onto the bed, breathing hard.
“Fuck,” I panted when he finally pulled his hand away, my voice hoarse.
He kissed my neck. “Indeed.”
We scrambled for clothes. I grabbed the first things I could find, a t-shirt and shorts, and tried to make myself look presentable, like I wasn’t just having mind-blowing sex thirty seconds ago.
I failed spectacularly.
My hair was a disaster, my cheeks were flushed, the claiming mark on my shoulder was visible above the collar of the shirt. Red, obvious.
“Maybe I should...” I started to adjust the neckline to cover it.
“No.” Caelan’s voice was firm. “Leave it. I want them to see.”
“Caelan...”
