And I fall.
I fall right into the blissful, scorching heat of a sunny day at the beach. Warmth surrounds me, bringing with it salty sea air and summer sunshine.
Cassian.
I melt into his arms, into his heat, and I let him carry me away.
* * *
My alpha bundlesme into the backseat of an SUV, and scents bombard me. Cedar and citrus, wine and cherries. Sunshine and sea salt and the faint scent of Simon’s soap.
Pack. They’re the scents of my pack.
“Get us out of here!” Cassian barks, pulling me onto his lap and wrapping his arms around me as Simon tries to rub warmth back into my frozen legs.
“I’ve got you,” Cassian vows, repeating it over and over like a mantra. Like a promise. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”
Surrounded by my pack, by the men I’ve given my heart to, I succumb, letting the beautiful oblivion of my heat pull me under.
Cassian and Simon touch me, warming me, but never where I need them most. Cassian presses my hands between his, and saints, he’s as hot against my skin as sun-warmed sand.
He nuzzles his heat and his scent into my skin, and I preen, pressing into every touch he gives me. My womb throbs, and my body comes alive, electric need skittering over my skin.
I whine, pressing against Cassian. His breath is hot against my neck, and I turn in his arms, seeking his lips with my own. He kisses me, sweet and insistent, his tongue stroking against mine until I moan. My scent floods the SUV, honeyed vanilla and jasmine blooms.
Luca groans from the driver’s seat and reaches back, brushing his fingertips against my bare thigh.
Then the car comes to a stop and a blast of cold air hits me, stealing away the warmth I’d found in my alpha’s arms. Then I’m lifted, weightless, pressed against Cassian’s heat, his scent in my nose.
My men reach for me, touching whatever bare skin they can reach, stroking me, stirring the need pooling in my center.
Cassian lets out a growl that reverberates through me. He’s all alpha, practically shaking with his need for me. My men argue, but I don’t hear their words as I cling to Cassian.
Cassian’s warmth vanishes as I’m laid on a familiar silky blanket. I clutch it in my fingers, luxuriating in the feeling of it against my skin, drawing comfort from its familiarity.
Then my boots are tugged from my feet, and I wiggle my cold toes. Cassian rubs warmth into them before massaging higher, warming my ankles, my calves. He traces his touch along the backs of my knees, and I part my thighs for him, all but begging him for his touch.
“You’re too tempting,” he groans, shoving my coat off and tossing it out of the nest we’re in. It’s not my nest, but it smells like my pack and my alpha is in it with me. I need nothing more.
“Then be tempted.”
His eyes flash as my perfume fills the air.
He growls and steals a searing kiss. I whine and press against him, clawing at his clothes until he leans back to tug his shirt off. I miss his heat immediately. I grab for him, and he shucks off the rest of his clothes before covering my body with his. Saints, his skin is so warm, so perfect against mine.
He slicks his fingers through my hot, needy pussy, and I’m already so wet for him. He circles my clit with his fingertips, and I whine and bat his hands away, taking his cock in my hand and guiding it to my entrance.
He thrusts into me, and I let out a cry of pure, blissful satisfaction. He sets a relentless pace, and I meet every single snap of his hips, whimpering as each thrust hits me where I’m most sensitive. I writhe beneath him, pleasure spiraling inside me, winding tighter and tighter and tighter as he moves inside me.
I beg for his knot, and he gives it to me, pressing it into my soaked cunt, stretching me so perfectly.
He rocks me on his knot until I come, over and over, lost to the overwhelming sensation, drowning in pleasure.
Cassian gives me no rest. The moment his knot deflates and slips free from me, he thrusts into me with a claiming snap of his hips. I wrap my legs around him and let him take me, claim me. We reach our peaks, again and again, until I’m strung out, drunk on ecstasy, and still he moves inside of me as though driven to it, as though…
As though in rut.
He’s as lost to our pleasure as I am, his rut clouding his thoughts just as my heat clouds mine. I’m not afraid. I was made to withstand an alpha’s rut, and deep in my heart, I know Cassian would never hurt me.
