“Yeah,malyshka?”
“I love you,” she says confidently. Her eyes meet mine, and her cheeks are pink. She doesn’t give me a minute to speak. “I just needed you to know that. I know I haven’t been the best at expressing how I feel about you. We started off physical, but there were always feelings there on my end. That’s why I was so scared to be with you. I knew we would end up packed up. I’ve never had someone believe in me the way you do. I not only love you, but you made me love myself again, and I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to thank you enough for that.”
I stand up and cross the table, getting on my knees and putting my hands around her face. “I love you too.” I lean forward and kiss her, feeling lost for words about how I could possibly ever top that speech. We keep mumbling feelings in between kisses.
“Alexi?”
“Malyshka?”
“I need you.”
I stand to my full height, and grab her thighs, carrying her over to the bed and tossing her down in the nest.
CHAPTER31
“Should we go to my room?” Alexi asks, and I shake my head.
“I ran it by Owen first.” He smirks at me as he crawls on top of me, his large body boxing me in, and his scent fills the room.
“Our Omega was in on this?” His smile is contagious as I return it. His hand grips my hip as he surrounds me in the most intoxicating way.
“I told him I needed some time alone with you, and he understood.”
“He didn’t care that we’d be in his nest?” he asks with an arch of his brow.
“He doesn’t see it like that.” Alexi tilts his head, and I scoot back on the bed, my hands roaming the expanse of his built chest. “He sees his nest as a place for all of us. Where anyone in the pack can seek comfort.”
“He told you this?”
“Somewhat.” I shrug my shoulders. “I’ve been doing research on Omegas since we went to the clinic, and it seems like there are two spectrums of Omegas, ones who are really territorial of their nests, and the others who see it more of a place for the whole pack.”
“I’m not sure if you talking about Omega shit is what is getting me hard right now, or how much you know about taking care of Owen.”
“It can be both,” I say, smiling up at him as he lays more of his body weight on top of me, supporting himself with his forearms and stroking his fingers through my hair.
Alexi leans forward, placing soft kisses on my face and playing with my hair leisurely. We’ve never been together like this before. It’s always been a race to release or a fuckfest. It’s never been slow and intimate.
The way he’s touching me now tells me that’s what he wants, and I’m craving it. Being with Alexi in a way I haven’t been with anyone. Casual sex, fucking, is easy. Being vulnerable, telling someone I love them, that this is for the long hall is terrifying. Yeah, I’m bonded with Owen, and that's a connection that is beyond any intimacy I’ve ever experienced. But in a way, that wasn’t a choice, that was destiny, a fate that we both couldn’t overlook if we wanted to. But the man above me, he’s a choice. Maybe the universe played a part in us finding each other, but me bringing down my walls to accept him as a pack—it’s a conscious choice.
The way that Alexi is looking at me and touching me makes me feel like nothing else exists in the world except us.
There's no questions about my career looming over me, the mean voice in my head is quiet, and all I can do is get lost in this man who never once gave up on me. He knew without a shadow of a doubt that this is where we would end up. Alexi knew we were meant to be a pack before I even knew what I wanted, and I love him for that. If it weren’t for his insistence and inability to give up on this pack, then I’m not sure where we would all be. Alexi Bandnin is the center of my recent happiness, and I need him to know how much he means to me.
I slide my hands overtop of his soft shirt; his body is a work of art, and all I want is his skin against mine. Feeling impatient, I tug at the hem of his shirt. He smirks at me before grabbing the neck of his shirt and tossing it over his head.
“So impatient for me,malyshka.”
“I need you,” I say softly, and he looks down at me. His eyes go soft before cupping my face and kissing me softly. My heart races in my chest as his lips part and his tongue tangles with mine. The way this larger than life man can be so fucking soft for me has me melting into the mattress. His thumbs tenderly stroke my cheekbones as he pours his devotion with every sweep of his tongue and gentle caress.
I’m still fully clothed as his hand moves from my face, to my chest, to slide under my shorts. Alexi’s fingers toy with the edge of my panties, and he groans into my mouth when he feels my wetness soaking the simple cotton underwear.
“I love how wet you get for me. Always ready for my cock, aren’t you?”
I nod my head, and Alexi slips his fingers past the fabric. His large fingers circle my entrance and clit. His touch is soft, enough to entice and have me thrusting my hips into his hand, silently begging for relief.
He removes his hand from the waistband of my shorts, and a near whine escapes my lips, making Alexi laugh and shake his head. He removes his weight from my body, barring his weight on his knees as he tugs on my shorts and underwear impatiently. I help him take it off by shimmying out of the material. Instead of removing my shirt, he tugs the neckline down and uses my bra to prop my breasts up. He groans at the sight and leans down to suck my right nipple into his mouth. I can’t help but tangle my fingers in his dark hair. His beard tickles my skin as his tongue lavishes my hard nipple.
With a free hand, I grip the waistband of his shorts, which he wordlessly removes for me. He continues giving my chest his complete devotion as I slip my hand between us. I use my thumb to drag his pre-cum down his length, stroking his cock lightly. He shudders when he sucks my nipple into his mouth sharply.
