I wink. “Noted. Next time I’ll fuck you somewhere that has padding.”
“Such a gentleman.”
My knot finally starts to deflate. Destiny whimpers when I slip out of her, and I clench my jaw, feeling the urge to thrust right back into her heavenly pussy. My cum leaks out of her, trailing down her glorious thighs, and something primal in me wants to push it back inside. Keep her full. Fucking marked.
Later. I’ll have her again later. Right now, I need to get her somewhere warm. Somewhere MINE. Where she can rest and recharge.
“Can you stand?” I ask, easing her off the counter.
Her legs buckle, but I catch her before she hits the ground, scooping her up against my chest because she weighs close to fucking nothing.
“Guess that’s a no,” she giggles, hiding her face in my jacket.
I kiss the top of her head. “I got you, little one. Always.”
I look around the shop. Her torn clothes are scattered across the floor. The counter is covered in her slick and my cum. The door is in splinters.
Shit.
“My shop…” her pretty eyes widen when she lifts her head and takes in the damage
“I’ll fix it.” I press a kiss to her forehead. “I’ll fix everything. But first, let me take you home.”
“My apartment’s upstairs…”
“Nope. We’re going to my place.”
Des pulls back to look at me. Her big brown eyes searching my face. “Rahel…”
“Just found you, baby.” My voice cracks, but I don’t even care. Centuries of being strong, cold, alone, and this woman breaks me wide open in one fucking night. “I need you close, in my fucking space, in my bed, where I can touch you, feel you… know you’re fucking real.”
Her expression softens with that sunshine smile that makes my dead heart beat again.
“Okay,” she whispers. “Take me home, Alpha.”
I find a blanket in her back office and wrap her in it, careful to cover every inch of exposed skin. She looks ridiculous. Like a burrito with curves. But she’s warm and mine, and that’s all that fucking matters.
“Wait here,” I tell her, setting her back on the worktop.
“You’re leaving me naked in my shop with a broken door?”
I smile. “For thirty seconds.” I cup her face, running my thumb over the soft skin of her cheek. “Leaving my shadows with you. Anyone who tries to touch you dies.”
Her eyes widen comically as two tendrils of darkness protectively curl around her body before I step outside.
My bike is where I left it … abandoned in the middle of the street from when I caught Destiny’s scent. My brothers, long gone. They probably think I finally lost it. And they’re not wrong.
I grab my helmet and ride back to the shop. When I walk back inside, Destiny’s exactly where I left her, wrapped in the blanket, my shadows hugging her.
“Ready?” I help her stand, keeping the blanket secure around her shoulders. “Hold on tight.”
She’s got nothing on under the blanket. Just soft, warm, thoroughly fucked omega pressed against my back. Her arms wrap around my waist, her thick thighs squeezing my hips, and my cock jumps in my jeans.
Down, boy. First, we need to get our girl home.
“Rahel?” Her voice is muffled against my leather jacket.
“Yeah, baby?”
