“Yes, I want you. Please touch me. Make this ache go away.” What man can deny that? My hand goes lower, roaming over her flat stomach till I reach her shorts and cup her pussy from the outside. Her shorts are drenched.
“Holy shit.” I mean, I’ve been educated on Omega slick, but I didn’t think it would be shorts soaking wet. “All this is for me?”
“Yes, you drive me crazy. You smell so good right now. Can I touch you?” Can she touch me? I nod, because the fact that she’s even allowed me in her bed at all is unreal. Her hands are warm as she rakes her nails over my abs, making me flex, before she grabs my cock from the outside of my boxers.
“Fuck.” It spurs me into action, pushing her shorts to the side and touching her slick, hot pussy. “Jesus Christ, Charlotte.” I wish I could see, taste, but I’ll take whatever she gives me. She explores and grips my knot, making me jump and growl. Her perfume is flaring out at me as I slide a finger inside of her and rub her clit with my thumb, her cunt gripping my finger deliciously. I bring my lips down to hers.
The kiss is messy, and our hands are frantic as she touches me and I touch her. I’m so close, and she hasn’t even touched me skin to skin. “You want more?” I ask, and she nods her head frantically. I put a second finger in her pussy, making her whimper. Her cunt grips my fingers tightly. She bites my lower lip and thrusts her hips toward me. I groan as she drops her hand inside of my boxers. Her skin touching my cock has my brain fried, and she strokes me slowly.
I need to make her come. “I need to see what you look like when your Alpha makes you come.”
She shudders. her pussy clenching around my fingers as she moans. Her hips thrust into my hand as her eyes flutter and her mouth parts. She’s quiet, but her body shivers with her pleasure. She doesn’t let go of my cock and continues stroking me. Her scent is overwhelming, and when she whimpers out, “Anders,” I groan and come over my stomach and her fist. I’ve never come this hard for this long. My mind feels at peace, and I jerk slightly when she continues stroking me throughout my release.
Once we both fall from our climaxes, we stare at each other.
“Holy fuck,” I groan.
“Yeah. If that was that good, I can’t imagine everything else,” she says shyly. I nod. My hand is covered in her slick, so I don’t touch her right away.
“Should we get cleaned up?” She nods, and I stand up, doing my best to not get my jizz on my shirt or boxers. When I stand, she eyes my cock hungrily. True Alpha satisfaction rolls through me. “You like?” I joke, trying to lighten the mood.
“Oh, I like.” She smirks, grabbing me a washcloth and tossing it to me while she gets changed and comes back to the bedroom.
“Is it alright if I stay?”
“My mom sleeps late, it’s fine.”
“Okay.” She crawls back to the center of the bed. This time comfortably wrapped in my arms. The room smells like us, and it’s now my new favorite smell. “Tomorrow.” She says it like the word means a million things at once. We talked a little tonight, but it was mostly carnal urges. Tomorrow, I guess, is a day of reality checks and exploring this fated connection.
“Tomorrow,” I reply, kissing her hair and sighing in contentment before sleep takes us both.
Chapter eleven
IsnuckAndersoutof the house around eight in the morning. We couldn’t stop kissing as I tried to push him out of the door. He’s so charming, easygoing, and he makes me feel comfortable. I’ve never felt as safe with an Alpha as I have with Anders. Maybe I should be concerned that he knocked on my window while I was sleeping, but I was relieved. I had cried myself to sleep, thinking I’d fucked everything up. I have scent matches; I should be celebrating, enjoying this time, not worrying about how we’re going to manage it.
They’re my scent matches, we’ll figure it out. I’ve honestly never heard of rejected scent matches.
I’m tugging on my boots and waiting for Anders to pick me up. I feel bad that he had to walk home this morning, but he said he didn’t mind. He told me to dress warmly and bring my skates. I grin as I layer up. Hank is staring at me like I’m a crazy woman. I pack a bag of extra clothes and my glasses. Probably presumptuous, but I don’t care.
My mom stops me in the hallway, looking me over with a huge smile on her face. “This have anything to do with you sneaking that Alpha out of the house this morning?” She smirks and continues walking past me.
“Uh, you knew?”
“I might be old, honey, but I’m not stupid.”
I clear my throat and tug at my collar, knowing that I need someone to confide in. “He’s my scent match.”
She turns on her heel and blinks at me. Her hands reach out, holding my forearms before they slide down and hold my hands. “Oh, Charlotte.”
“The two guys he’s at the cabin with, they’re my scent matches too.”
She gapes at me, her hands nearly squeezing my hands so hard that they feel numb. “Three scent matches?”
I nod my head. “Three scent matches.”
“Wow. Okay. This is amazing.” Her smile is radiant, and I expected her to be happy, but not this happy. She’s nearly glowing. Her hands leave mine, and she strokes my hair and plays with the ends. “I’m always worried that if I was gone, what would happen? Now that I know you have scent matches... You have your Alphas, Charlotte.” Tears well in her eyes, and she shakes them off. “I just didn’t want to leave you alone. No one should be left alone.”
My eyes fill with tears, thinking about my dad and how alone she felt. But also her morbid talk sinks deep into my heart with my greatest fears. “Mom…”
