“No touching each other?” he asks, and I swear he sounds hopeful but disappointed at the same time.
“I just want to watch. Don’t you like watching me?” I say as I pull the dildo from my cunt. My arousal dripping from the device as I use it to circle my clit.
“Yes,” he rumbles as he tugs his shorts and underwear down far enough to release his thick, erect cock. His knot isn’t at its complete size, but from what I can see, I was right in my imagination. It would make me feel so fucking stretched and full.
God, I thought I was addicted to tracing the veins on his arms. All I want to do is get down on my knees and trace the large vein on the underside of his dick with my tongue. I would beg him for a taste at this point.
I moan as I watch as he strokes himself. One of his hands firmly gripping the door frame, like he is physically restraining himself from coming any closer. His other hand slides up and down his impressive cock. Every few strokes, his thumb grazes his tip and spreads the pre-come weeping from its slit.
His eyes don’t leave my body. I watch him as he touches himself and he watches me.
“Am I good for you, Smith?”
“So good,” he rasps. “You see how hard you make me?”
I bite my lip and nod my head. “Don’t you want to touch me?” I know I’m playing with fire, but they say if you don’t ask, you’ll never know.
“Fuck,” he growls. His hand tightens around his cock and his motion speeds up. “Fuck yourself harder, I want to see you come for me,” he says, avoiding my question and not moving closer into the room.
If this is all I’m going to get, I will do as he asks. I keep in time with his movements, fucking myself vigorously with the toy. I wish it was any part of Smith. I would take whatever touch he would give me. Fingers, mouth, dick. At this point I would be happy with him holding my dildo for me.
“Like this?” I ask coyly as he watches me.
“You’re not full enough, are you, little star?”
“Why don’t you fill me up?”
He growls. “You’re lucky I don’t come over there and fill your mouth. You wouldn’t be able to say shit you don’t mean with my cock gagging you.”
I can scent him as he says the words and I think about how much I wish he would do what he was threatening. It throws me off the edge of the cliff I was riding. Whimpers of pleasure escape my lips and my body trembles as I climax. My eyes don’t leave Smiths. He groans as his back hunches and he comes all over his hand and my floor.
We’re both panting, realization setting in over what just happened. My upcoming heat is affecting both of us. I don’t think either of us can control how we react to each other’s scents now that I’m off suppressants.
Smith covers himself. I stay completely naked as I watch his hand rake through his beard and his expression turns distraught.
“Smith,” I say.
“Cami, that can’t happen again,” he tells me sternly.
“I liked it, Smith. I’m attracted to you. If you’re attracted to me, what’s the harm in acting on it?”
He groans, and he looks contemplative about what he wants to say. “I don’t want an Omega,” is what he replies before he turns around and walks away.
His words hurt me, but I don’t take them at face value. I think someone has hurt Smith previously and he doesn’t know how to express himself. If he isn’t willing to open up, I know I don’t stand a chance. Maybe our feelings are all hormone based and I’m taking the things he does out of context. I don’t think I am. Even if his Alpha nature was drawing him to take care of me or scent mark me. His nature has nothing to do with taking me to candy shops, rodeos, or getting me froyo.
I think I need to just get through my heat and then see if these feelings are still there. I hope it’s more than just our basic instincts. I’m grateful that Liv and Kelsey will be here tomorrow. They will know how to fix this.
I masturbate two more times before I can function. All to visions of Smith doing everything I wish he would.
Chapter 13
WhatthefuckwasI thinking?
That’s the problem, I wasn’t thinking. My dick and my hormones were. All I saw was Cami opening up her perfect thighs for me. Basically putting her pussy on a pedestal for me to devour,and I couldn’t do it.
There would be too much regret. I work for her; we live together. She’s going to go into heat any day now, and I’m the Alpha who had the bright fucking idea to scent mark her.
She said she’s attracted to me, but that’s purely physical. Just like how our scents are drawing us together. In the long run, could I even be someone she would be proud of? She’s rich, famous, and one of the most beautiful women in the world. I’m just a big bodyguard with not much else going on. I don’t have the money or the time that a pack of Alphas could give her.
